Nora Valkyrie

[hadesisqueer]

Nora, talking to Ironwood: With all due respect, which is none-

[hadesisqueer]

Nora: On a scale of 1 to 10, I'm a 9 because you're the one I need.

Ren: You're a ten.

Nora: No, it's a pick-up lin-

Ren: You are a ten, end of discussion.

[thvnderthighs]

Nora: I could eat a horse!

Ruby: With you, I'm worried that's not a figure of speech.

Nora: That's a figure of speech?

Emerald: What the fuck is wrong with you?

[thvnderthighs]

[thvnderthighs]

Nora: I failed my safety course today.

Pyrrha: What happened?

Nora: Well, one of the questions was, “In the event of a fire, what steps would you take?”

Pyrrha: And?

Nora: Apparently, “Large ones,” wasn’t the right answer.

[thvnderthighs]

[thvnderthighs]

[thvnderthighs]

[thvnderthighs]

[thvnderthighs]

Ren: We've been going in circles for over an hour.

Jaune: I'm so used to Ruby leading the way, I think my sense of direction has withered.

Nora: So... wait here for her to rescue us?

Jaune: When you tell this part? Leave it out.

[thvnderthighs]

Nora: Here's my phone number.

[Ruby reads it]

Ruby: "You're gonna die, bitch"?

Nora: Oh, sorry. That's a letter I'm writing to Cardin.

[thvnderthighs]

[thvnderthighs]

Ruby: (on walkie-talkie) Team Leader Alpha to Team Leader Delta. Report. Over.

Nora: This is Team Leader Delta. Over.

Ruby: Nora, what happened to Jaune?

Nora: I relieved him of command. He was being an idiot.

[thvnderthighs]

Nora: So. With blondie, huh?

Blake: Pardon?

Nora: You and Yang. Rolling your oats.

Blake: I don't know--

Nora: Polishing the footstones.

Blake: --what you're--

Nora: Tapping the midnight still, if you will.

Blake: What are you going on about?

Nora: Forging the moaning statue. Bucking the forbidden horse. Donning the velvet hat.

Blake: Are you just making these up right now?

Nora: Nope. Been saving 'em.

[thvnderthighs]

Nora: I slept for almost twelve hours, but I might still be tired so let’s go for twelve more just in case.

Ruby: Nora, that's a coma.

Nora: Sounds festive.

[thvnderthighs]

Nora: Can I say something that'll probably annoy you?

Weiss: [sighing] Since when do you ask for permission?

Nora: Touché.

[thvnderthighs]

Nora: When you fall off the horse, you get back up, and you Eat. That. Horse. Come eat that horse with me, Jaune.