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solitarysnow) wrote2017-08-04 02:04 am
solitarysnow) wrote2017-08-04 02:04 am
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At seventeen years old, Weiss Schnee has finally taken a stand. She has let her voice be heard; she has seized control of her life. She has stuffed her selected belongings into a single white suitcase, stepped onto the first train to enter the platform, and rode it as far as it would take her.
It felt, at the time, like a triumph. The ultimate act of independence after a lifetime in a cage. But that was seven hours ago now, and as the sun sets over the unknown city and the nighttime chill creeps in, Weiss is left to grapple with the fact that she did not think this all the way through.
Like, at all.
She has no clue where she is. She has nowhere to go. She passed a couple hours in some dingy cafe along the road until its closing rolled around, not before the barista knocked a lukewarm cup of coffee onto her impeccable white skirt. She spent the hour after that wandering around town with no sight of a laundromat or a hotel, her phone's GPS signal got mixed up and ended up leading her into a dentist's office, and now she's huddled on a bunch, watching the lights within the stores dim one by one and the lampposts around them flicker to life. Seven hours she's been gone, and already her father's cut off her credit cards -- all three! -- and though Weiss had the presence of mind to withdraw a fair amount of cash before setting out, she's realizing now it's barely enough to last her five days. Five days, and then what? She comes crawling back with her tail between her legs, pleading for her father's mercy?
Ugh. Talk about shameful. What would Winter say if she saw her now...?
Throwing her head back with a sigh, Weiss stares up at the heavens, mouthing a wordless plea for an answer. Some sort of miracle.
Instead, a fat drop of water splats her right between the eyes. She squints, wipes it off, and oh-- more drops. Oh, it's starting to rain. And of course it did not occur to her for a second that she should bring an umbrella.
She asks for a miracle, and the sky spits at her? Seriously?
"Seriously?" She gets to her feet, barking her indignation up at the clouds. A self-righteous anger so intense that for a moment, she's completely blinded to any befuddled passersby. "Seriously?!"
It felt, at the time, like a triumph. The ultimate act of independence after a lifetime in a cage. But that was seven hours ago now, and as the sun sets over the unknown city and the nighttime chill creeps in, Weiss is left to grapple with the fact that she did not think this all the way through.
Like, at all.
She has no clue where she is. She has nowhere to go. She passed a couple hours in some dingy cafe along the road until its closing rolled around, not before the barista knocked a lukewarm cup of coffee onto her impeccable white skirt. She spent the hour after that wandering around town with no sight of a laundromat or a hotel, her phone's GPS signal got mixed up and ended up leading her into a dentist's office, and now she's huddled on a bunch, watching the lights within the stores dim one by one and the lampposts around them flicker to life. Seven hours she's been gone, and already her father's cut off her credit cards -- all three! -- and though Weiss had the presence of mind to withdraw a fair amount of cash before setting out, she's realizing now it's barely enough to last her five days. Five days, and then what? She comes crawling back with her tail between her legs, pleading for her father's mercy?
Ugh. Talk about shameful. What would Winter say if she saw her now...?
Throwing her head back with a sigh, Weiss stares up at the heavens, mouthing a wordless plea for an answer. Some sort of miracle.
Instead, a fat drop of water splats her right between the eyes. She squints, wipes it off, and oh-- more drops. Oh, it's starting to rain. And of course it did not occur to her for a second that she should bring an umbrella.
She asks for a miracle, and the sky spits at her? Seriously?
"Seriously?" She gets to her feet, barking her indignation up at the clouds. A self-righteous anger so intense that for a moment, she's completely blinded to any befuddled passersby. "Seriously?!"
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Maybe it was just her and that otherwise bubbly personality she had when she greeted people but there wasn't anything wrong about that. People came and left all the time and so some faces were around more than others, though not all of them could keep up with someone as high energy as Ruby Rose. If someone personified an energy drink, it would definitely be her.
Sticking to colors of primarily red and black, mostly skirts and stockings, she was rather upbeat and if not listening to her music with those blatant over the ear headphones, she was skating around on her rollerblades with a giddy grin on her face. Only recently had her dad bought a place for her and Yang to stay in, though it honestly felt like just her place most days due to her sister always staying over at her girlfriend's house most of the time. Not that it mattered, as she had another to keep her company in the meantime; a small black and white corgi who she absolutely adored more than anything else.
Today had been a day off from school so it meant she could do anything she wanted - putting off her homework as usual - but eventually it came back to being at home where she was bored and rather restless. It took Zwei's insistent nudging and soft barks for her to finally put the cookies down on the counter with a smile. "Okay, okay. You win! Let's go for a walk!" Zwei barked once rather happily, and once Ruby fetched his leash and had everything all set up, they set out despite it was the time of evening when the stores were all staring to close and the streetlights started to blink into existence.
Humming in time to the music playing through her earphones as they walked down along the road, it took a moment to realize that it was actually starting to rain and by now they were nowhere close to her place.
It just had her pulling up the deep red hood of her somewhat baggy sweater and continuing on because rain wasn't something that bothered her; if anything she actually liked it. Maybe she could finish those cookies when she got home, or text Jaune and see if he was doing anything... "Whoah--!" Her thoughts were cut short when something caught Zwei's attention and suddenly started running off ahead, which resulted in her being almost unfairly pulled along after him. The corgi in question adored all things so it was really up in the air what had caught his attention, taking with him the small, awkward sixteen year old with him.
"Zweeei, wait up!!" Ruby whined, no amount of tugging back stopping the small corgi from pulling ahead, though out of nowhere? Zwei stopped and Ruby had to blink silver eyes at the sight that stood just a few feet away from her. A girl with white hair and pale eyes, completely soaked and yelling.. at the sky?
She raised a hand up to pull her earphones down so she could properly approach the girl, Zwei eagerly trying to get the girl's attention. "...Are you going to be okay...?" It didn't hurt to ask, right?