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prismatica2019-10-06 04:34 pm
badluckblues) wrote in prismatica2019-10-06 04:34 pm
💍 video
Hey there, fellow Lunatians.
[ Though the video shows an older man with silver in his hair and gravel in his voice, he is apparently tech savvy enough to operate the camera without any shaking of the frame or a blurring of the focus. Good for him!
He is slouched forward on his couch, which seems necessary to get the totality of his very long body in the shot, and his stubbled face is an unreadable mask of casual neutrality. ]
I'm posting here tonight because I've got a message for someone who's grown very special to me since we arrived here on Prismatica. This beautiful woman right here -
[ He pulls out another device, which looks something like a translucent-screened iPhone, and uses it to show off a photo to the recording camera. ]
You may know her as Winter Schnee, the Ice Queen, or maybe just that potential alien pod person who recently uploaded a 20 minute formal presentation on terms and negotiations for casual, no-strings-attached frotting for Chroma. If you're relatively new to the planet and missed out on that, well that's a shame because it was really something. If you're lucky, maybe you'll be able to dig it up in the archives.
Anyway, my message is this. More of a question, really.
[ With an enigmatic smile, Qrow stands from the couch, only to stoop to a crouch on one knee as he produces from his pocket a small, wooden box which soon takes up most of the frame. The box opens to reveal two gorgeously polished Eternal Rings of Promise, identically crafted gleaming bands of steel inlaid with a decidedly otherworldy blue wood. ]
Winter Schnee, would you do me the honor...
...of giving these damn power buffing rings to your sister already, so you can stop giving me heart attacks by soliciting completely random weirdos over the network for sex?
[ End video. ]
[ Though the video shows an older man with silver in his hair and gravel in his voice, he is apparently tech savvy enough to operate the camera without any shaking of the frame or a blurring of the focus. Good for him!
He is slouched forward on his couch, which seems necessary to get the totality of his very long body in the shot, and his stubbled face is an unreadable mask of casual neutrality. ]
I'm posting here tonight because I've got a message for someone who's grown very special to me since we arrived here on Prismatica. This beautiful woman right here -
[ He pulls out another device, which looks something like a translucent-screened iPhone, and uses it to show off a photo to the recording camera. ]
You may know her as Winter Schnee, the Ice Queen, or maybe just that potential alien pod person who recently uploaded a 20 minute formal presentation on terms and negotiations for casual, no-strings-attached frotting for Chroma. If you're relatively new to the planet and missed out on that, well that's a shame because it was really something. If you're lucky, maybe you'll be able to dig it up in the archives.
Anyway, my message is this. More of a question, really.
[ With an enigmatic smile, Qrow stands from the couch, only to stoop to a crouch on one knee as he produces from his pocket a small, wooden box which soon takes up most of the frame. The box opens to reveal two gorgeously polished Eternal Rings of Promise, identically crafted gleaming bands of steel inlaid with a decidedly otherworldy blue wood. ]
Winter Schnee, would you do me the honor...
...of giving these damn power buffing rings to your sister already, so you can stop giving me heart attacks by soliciting completely random weirdos over the network for sex?
[ End video. ]
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[She bites off each syllable crisply, rigid with anger.]
Your sheer stupidity has vastly transcended the boundaries of my patience. How dare you put her at risk in this fashion.
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What?
[ That's what she's angry about?! That's - not even a thought that crossed his mind, all things considered, given how damn safe Prismatica is amongst the Moonblessed and the sheer amount of skill Weiss possesses compared to the vast majority of Lunatia's residents. She might be a bit of the glass cannon of team RWBY, sure, but she's no pushover.
Even less so, now with the rings??
Or so his thinking goes, but obviously Winter is not in agreement. ]
Winter, really? Don't you think you're overreacting a bit here?
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[She raises her sword, pointing it in his direction.]
You shamed and humiliated me with your little declaration. I would know what purpose you believe this foolishness served.
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You wanna come in so you can threaten me properly, first?
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[No. She does not.]
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They might be supernatural, but they still can't fly through doors.
He might be more inclined to take this to the streets or even the rooftop if he were angry too, but as it is, he's more concerned about the likelihood of winding up with a shard of glass through his foot in the coming days. One would think the more immediate danger of a sword through his skull would be more prominent on his mind, but... it isn't.
That, and he doesn't really want to fight her. Not physically. ]
Suit yourself.
[ He shrugs, and turns as if he's just going to retreat into his bedroom. ]
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[Not because he refuses to fight her, because she believes he did this as a deliberate means of self-sabotage. She cared too much, and he just couldn't handle that.]
[She slams her sword back into its sheath, the summoning glyph flickering before disappearing.]
Take the ring to her and use them yourself. I don't want to look at them, let alone wear one.
[She swivels sharply on her heel, the tail of her jacket swishing at the back of her knees as she storms away.]
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