[aisarenai]

[umbraae]

敬

[hauteclare]

fall has definitely moved on where I live but there’s never enough fall fashion, so i put some on the rwbys! (inspired by a really cute casual yang cosplay///)

[umbraae]

          "—Nnh. Another headache..."

[umbraae]

[kokaiin-blog]

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[umbraae]

I’m not sorry there’s nothing to say.

[umbraae]

          With one last graceful arc of her arm— slender fingers clasped firmly around the hilt of her katana— the ursa major falls, decapitated clean from the neck up. The carcass slumps forward on slackened knees, emphatic in volume as it trembled briefly the earth beneath it. An inaudible sigh would slip past the contours of her lips then, driest breath elicited from soft, jaded lungs. It was no easy task, slaying the Grimm, and an ursa major— particularly one as savage as she had grappeled— was no exception to the rule. It was in credit of her heightened senses had she been quick to think on her feet.

          An abrupt rustle and the snap of a twig in the red foliage snapped her focus back to attention, lean muscles tensing beneath the fabric of her clothes. Very slowly did the huntress reach abaft for Gambol Shroud, fingers tentatively wrapping around the familiar end of her weapon.

[fistsofgolden]

    A smiled graced her features once seeing that there would be know scolding, not that Blake did it often but she’s heard an ear full by her other team members. “Okay.” The blonde was then on her feet and retrieved the essay she’d been writing, a little less than half done. “Here.” She’d given it the other for her to look over so that she could give advice on it.

[umbraae]

          Golden hues latched upon the words easily, absorbing the meager information that had been hastily scrawled within the wrinkled slip of paper. It seemed as though most of what was written had been lazy cropped together by whatever trivia sprouted within her thoughts. "This is literally ten sentences overall." Such remark was produced in nonchalance, pearly whites consciously grazing down upon lower tier as to keep herself from chuckling. "—Bring me your textbook, could you please?"

[umbraae]

Can you give me the link to your blog theme please?

          of course! (and i'm sorry for responding so late gosh i totally forgot about this for a while.) my theme is theme #1 by mysansa (w/ heavy alternations made to the code ye).

[limbxr]

blake my sweet babu!!!!!

[umbraae]

trouillard said:

A gloved appendage rose skyward to rub at the nape of an exposed neck, her inquiry elicting a sheepish laugh from the blond. “Ah, y-yeah, actually … I-I think you’re kinda sitting on my homework, heh. I— forgot it here.” Nice going, Jaune.

          Delicate eyebrows arched curiously for a brief moment, fair crown tilted slightly to the side. The diffidence in his laugh sourced for much of her interest before the fauna discovered exactly what it was that made him so abashed. Eyes would widen then of mild surprise before the fauna pivoted by her hips, gaze teetered immediately to the thin stack of papers that were crumpled beneath her... rump.

          "Oh— my apologies..." Acicular digits worked then to smooth out the papers on her lap, concentration toward the task blatant on her mien. It would've been an understatement to say that she felt guilty towards ruining his homework.

[murderousbird-deactivated201502]

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[aelliedee]

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[fistsofgolden]

    Pale features went blank, she’d been caught red handed and there was no lying when it came to Blake. She always knew when she was telling a fib - not that she constantly lied about things… just about the occasional essay. “Don’t worry! I’ll be sure to get it done, I always do don’t I?” 

[umbraae]

          ”Knew it." [ ;a soft chuckle slips through pale, parted lips at the light flush elicited from her partner. weeks spent alongside the halcyon blonde made her well-versed in yang's various antics. a hand slips onto the curve of her hip before she makes another query. ] "So are you going to leave it unfinished, or do you want to bring it out so I can help at least?"

[fistsofgolden]

    A face was made at the mention of the essay. Yang’s been avoiding it and planned to finish it at a later time, more like the very last minute. “I know! I have it already and it’s almost done.”

[umbraae]

          ”—And by almost, did you mean with one successful paragraph, or...?" [ ;she's teasing of course, evident by the light curve that perks on her lips. the femme herself has already been finished since tuesday. ]

[fistsofgolden]

A deep sigh and the blonde rolled her eyes. “Today’s been agonizingly slow and dull.”

[umbraae]

          "Did you remember to finish your Grimm essay for Port at least? It's due tomorrow, I hope you realize."

[vanillet]

       "Oh, Belladonna, right." [ —An amused chuckle left, recollecting memory of initiation, and information given by others. It seemed almost odd, in that sense, to finally run across her. The actions presented to the blonde today very well may have shed a new light against this dark mystery. Slightly stirring the cooling drink, she raised the cup to her lips to slurp down another grateful sip. A smile followed a pause. ] “‘m Vanil Freyn, VNTG. Ya might’ve seen me at initiation, ‘r maybe jus’ around campus. I’ve seen ya around before, actually.”

[umbraae]

          [ ;the team vntg reverberates faintly in remembrance yet a nod of acknowledgment is given in response. too preoccupied with her team's own initiation ceremony had she ignored the coronation of others' therefore. ]

          "Once, or twice? You might have seen Ruby or Weiss around campus more often, most likely." [ malice and envy are void, avowal and a subtle tease prominent within her tone instead. compared to the dynamics of the duo, she's an enigma— inconspicuous and shrouded within the shadows of their limelight. ]

[mrs-thundercock]

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