#volume i.

[ephmrele]

watching the local news in the dorm had become a hazardous activity, but the belladonna couldn’t quite help herself, curiosity spurring her on to update on the political happenings in the city out of simple habit. this time however it had been ruby checking in on a small dust shop she frequented often, on the news as it was yet again targeted by criminals donning the masks of her brothers. the dorm had fallen silent as they listened to the news report, blake’s fist clenching ‘round the grip of gambol shroud while she performed maintenance. ears under bow tipped forward slightly as golden hue darkened, acidity on her tongue when weiss decided to once again reiterate her stance on the white fang. ‘ you know, for all the rebelling you do against jacques schnee, you sound a lot like him when you speak like that. ’ @mosaickd

[becomestorm]

‘   professor peach ? i was wondering if you could look over my botanical research assignment ?   ’   one who might not have known ren could assume that their assignment was probably rushed, done poorly considering it had just been issued yesterday and it wasn’t due for another week. in all honesty, they just took to the subject well, compiled notes they’d been taking all semester. in actuality ren didn’t need to be taking a survivalist class in comparison to their peers, but being around more nature than humans was a comfort they couldn’t pass up, especially with how poorly they were doing in a new social environment.   ‘   i’m not sure if i compiled the information correctly ... is that a taijitu lily ?   ’   magenta hue focused on a plant just off the way from her teaching station, expression going from stoic to full of wonder. carniverous plants had always fascinated them.   ‘   i’ve never seen one in person before.   ’   @peschli   :   lucky dip starter call.

[becomestorm]

‘   you really know your way around that weapon.   ’   where ren stuck to faux - pleasant tonality around others, in the shrouded trees of the emerald forest they dropped false countenance immediately. magenta slits regarded nightshade with an almost accusatory stare. ren dropping their mask around her was a test of nerve, an instinct that they’d since been trying to bury from the moment their teams befriended one another. the dragon had connections within beacon, other members of their assassin clan planted to learn about maidens, secrets, and the like, but they’d never once been informed about blake. maybe they were wrong, and the way she fought was simply a false hunch, but assassins tended to run in the same circles.   ‘   the notch in the blade has seen a fair bit of death, hasn’t it   ?   ’   @spectresia​   :   starter call.

[becomestorm]

"REEEEEEN!" Came a familiar echoing cry from above the ebony haired hunter-in-training. Flinging herself dramatically from the third story window came the energetic ball of energy that was Nora. Like an unruly cannonball, she came fast toward the ground, her hands outstretched towards her best friend a she freefell towards him only to crash land right on top of the poor guy with a happy fit of giggle. Sometimes it was fun keeping him on his toe. "Hehe, heyo!"

                                               @the-pink-valkyrie   :   unscripted.

she would have crashed into them, possibly, had it not been for the piercing scream cutting through the air like lightning. they were used to this by now, so much so that they didn’t even flinch as oncoming huntress barrelled towards them with a force of an oncoming train. ren made quick, purposeful strides out of nora’s trajectory, critical draconic slits watching the impact and keeping steady balance as the ground shook. ren wasn’t stupid, they had preservation instincts, and they were the fastest on their team. an impact like that one would have shattered their aura, and maybe a bone. they could swear they felt static in the air as they felt dust from impact settle. dragon book marked the novel they’d been reading and quietly dusted at their sleeves with a brush of hands.   ‘   your stealth methods could use some work.   ’

[becomestorm]

@viiasun.

    “Hey man, it’s cool.” With the introverted nature and a book lying carefully on their leg, Ren truly reminded him of Blake; a part of him wondered why he never saw them hanging out together. They could form their own little book club.

    Sun lowers himself from the tree branch, the blood rushing to his head starting to get a little uncomfortable. He knows Ren is lying, but decides to indulge them nonetheless. After all, in the long run, it was probably easier. “Can I play? I won’t tell anyone you’re hiding spot.”

if they’d heard those thoughts, they would have assumed it was precisely why the both of them were so introverted blake and ren were never seen together, save for the odd camaraderie in being the calmest one in team shenanigans. surprisingly enough, ren worked in harmony with individuals of a more boisterous nature, but even that varied from person to person. sun was the right kind of inquisitive, the kind that prodded but respected boundaries.

an elegant brow raised, lips twitching at the corner when sun called their bluff. it earned an amused little smile as they flipped their page.   ‘   if you wish.   you might be here for some time though.   i’m normally better at making myself scarce.   ’   there was quite a lot of beacon to explore, and ren knew they’d be able to find better more secluded parts if they kept looking, but sun wasn’t bad company.   cont.

[becomestorm]

odd conditions were required in order to coax ren into discussions as heated as they were now.   despite calm disposition, and even, level tone there was a smouldering intensity slipping through the cracks. they had a penchant for passive aggressive pleasantries, at least when it came to their passions, or their patience running out. this side of ren, at the very least, was somewhat snarkier, humorous, more playful than their ordinarily monotone diction.   ‘   i don’t know.   i see sudden focus on her capacity for empathy in regards to this instalment jarring.   ’   they took a small sip of tea.   ‘   i still feel like each of her actions in previous novels have been out of necessity,   and not a choice she could have made.   the author painting them in that light this time doesn’t make the protagonist seem like a better person to me.   ’   @duolity   +   plot call.

[becomestorm]

four.   this had been the fourth detention since passing the entrance exam ren had been unceremoniously dragged into via team effort   (   “ it’s a bonding experience ” nora would say, on the precipice of jaune’s nervous stutters, and pyrrha’s rampant apologies.   )   professor goodwitch didn’t find it so amusing, lumping the rowdy first years with students well into their adulthood and still suffering under the tutelage of a rhetorical naughty corner. over the last two weeks the leader of team cvfy made it apparent she strode into detention whenever she wanted, under no prior behest, or any apprehension that normally came with serving a punishment. raised brow regarded coco with curiosity as she came to sit near their desk.   ‘   does professor goodwitch ever punish you further for not arriving to detention on time   ?   ’   @vikteris   +   plot call.