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Video: UN: GrimmReaper

[clickclickbloom]

Hey. Team status check.

You can't cheat and have Blake check in for you.

I want to hear that you're alright myself.

video; un: bottlerocket

[thepunshow]

It's not cheating if she's literally next to me! [ yang is all smiles, though. boy, is it good to see her sister. ] I'm better than alright now.

Ruby, where are you? And is Weiss with you? We looked for both of you all over town, but everything after the Titanic was total chaos. No one knew where anyone was.

Video UN: CrescentRose | Early April? After Cultists are gone.

[clickclickbloom]

[Things have been looking better after the last few days. Ruby has made the wise decision to stay at home full time again after... y'know stuff had happened. She's been taking a few days to relax after everything that had happened during the end of March.]

Pssssst. Yaaaaaaaaaang!

I've got a rumbling in my tummy that only cookies can satisfy.

[thepunshow]

You say that about every rumbling in your tummy, Ruby. [ the fresh new pair of aviators hide her eyes, but the smile on yang's face says it all. it's good to have ruby back and even better that she's finally feeling more like herself after the dumpster fire that was march. ]

Are you positive it's not a "I need to eat a vegetable for the first time in days or I will die" kind of rumbling?

Text UN: CrescentRose Misfire

[clickclickbloom]

So I'm thinking of surprising Yang with this.
What do you think?
Why visit the farm when you can have the farm at home?
I think if we paint some flames on it she'll get a kick out of it.
P.S. SUPER SECRET
DO NOT TELL HER
P.P.S I'M NOT GOING TO BLOW IT THIS TIME. SHUT UP

[thepunshow]

...do you want me to pretend I never saw this so I can act like I'm surprised later?

Text UN: CrescentRose

[clickclickbloom]

[Yang probably knew something weird was going on when Ruby just kind of went outside late in the evening. She might have even seen her talking with some boy on the sidewalk. ...Until she literally carried him into the backyard where they talked on the hammock.

It's not a very subtle display.

But eventually Yang will receive a message on her fluid.]

Yang, Sister dearest?

[thepunshow]

[ yang missed absolutely none of that and while she isn't hanging around on the back porch, she's in the living room watching the two of them interact in the backyard.

she has many questions, but those can happen later when the boy doesn't look as distressed and when ruby isn't trying to wheedle her way into yang's heart for a favor. ]

Yes, Ruby, my dearest sister who just carried a boy into our backyard? How can I assist you?

[clickclickbloom]

[Shortly after the sound of something hitting the floor in her room and some awkward fumbling around.]

YANGIDON'TKNOWWHATTODO
YOUWERERIGHT
SHUTUP
HELP
PLZ
IHATEYOU
NOTREALLYBUTPLZ

[thepunshow]

[ guess who foregoes texting back to just bulldoze her way into ruby's room?

it's yang! ]

Ruby, what's happening? [ she scans the room for potential threats like grimm or betties or anything, but only finds her anxious looking teenage sister. ] ...are--are you okay? You did send me a text for help, right?

username: 💎

[hallucinogem]

We have some things to talk about, blondie.
About what really happened at Haven.

[thepunshow]

[ yang is running on paper thin patience due to many things, dealing with the ramifications of losing ruby being chief among them, so a random text message from someone calling her "blondie" and talking about what feels like ancient history is not doing her mood any favors. sorry, emerald. ]

A lot happened at Haven and that was a while ago for me
So youre going to have to be more specific than that, mystery person

Text UN: CrescentRose

[clickclickbloom]

Holy grapes, Yang~!
Someone has a crush on you~!
And you're never gonna guess who~!

[thepunshow]

Wait
Me????
...are they cute

Action - Rec Center

[threelayers]

(OOC: It's likely the 30th of September for this with October crap. But we don't have to be specific on dates.)

[Neopolitan was trying to relax, and that meant exercise. Things had been good this month, comparatively. She'd lost track of Huntress, though as far as she could tell she was on the network, not simply gone. So that was good. People had given her time and space, and she and Emerald had been getting time in together. All in all, it was... almost laid back for the last period of time.

Still, she was feeling restless and so she was at the Rec Center. Walking over to gymnast's horse, she paused and froze where she stood. Had she caught a shock of golden hair? Her head tilted towards what she'd seen, swallowing a little. Was she here? They'd been avoiding each other for months after all...]

[thepunshow]

[ september has been...nice. weirdly nice. the fall weather and lack of harm to the people she cares about has been a huge boost to yang's mood. sure there was the whole "call her uncle's cop almost-boyfriend uncle while turned into a kid" debacle, but it's a small blip of mortifying embarrassment. that moment certainly won't bite her in the ass later.

regardless, she's feeling good. no better time to hit the gym than now.

yang is in the middle of her warm-up routine, eyes closed as she stretches her hands high up to the ceiling, when she hears the door open. nice, a workout buddy! ]

Hey--! [ yang opens her eyes and the friendly greeting dies in her throat. ah. this reunion was inevitable considering how she and emerald best friends and ruby's insistence that they all stick together. despite all of that, yang had hoped for more time. they haven't spoken since--.

her stomach roils. ]

...Neo. [ her arms drop to her sides as she wills herself to keeps her tone and posture neutral. ]

12/10

[hallucinogem]

Hey.
Heard your girlfriend was back in town.
First off, congratulations. You two have a lot of catching up to do.
Second, uh, I think maybe we do too. Have you filled her in about anything?
You know, like the part where I'm not evil anymore.

[thepunshow]

Yo!!
She's not my...well
I don't know what we are, we haven't gotten that far yet
But she asked me out on a date before she left and I plan to collect

And yeah I told her you're cool now
I haven't told her about October yet

[ or talked to anyone about that as a way to parse through her difficult feelings surrounding death and resurrection, but hey. when has a rwby ever talked about their feelings? ]

12/18

[kintsugambol]

[ well. she sees now that yang had texted a few times over the past hour or two. that she'd tried calling. blake's in no mood to talk to... anyone, right now, but

ring ring, yang. ]

[thepunshow]

[ yang doesn't panic at the first few unanswered texts. she tends to send rapid fire messages, anyway, and blake's taking it easy on her day off. she's probably up in in their room, tuning out the world as she powers through another novel.

it's somewhere around the half an hour mark with no replies and no indication they've been that worries her. like, it's fine, they're safe here. but she can't shake the prickling feeling that crawls its way up her spine. the radio silence is too much like the one in argus where yang had waited and waited and then was almost too late to save her.

she calls after pulling into the parking lot at hart mart and frowns when she gets the voicemail. okay, she'll just leave a message. no worries.

"Hey! You're probably busy or something, but I'm at the store. Text me what kind of tea you want. Maybe I'll pick up one of those salmon steaks you can just put in the oven, too? That way we can't mess it up too badly, ha. Anyway....

Call me back? I.... Talk to ya soon."

she's antsy in hart mart. constantly checking her fluid, tapping her foot and absently rubbing her thumb along the bottlecap in her pocket. blake is fine. everything's fine. so why can't she stop freaking out?

when blake calls, yang picks up on the first ring. ]

Blake, [ she says in a rush, concern and relief coloring her tone. ] Hey. Everything alright?

action; white walkers event prompt

[hitstuff]

[ There’s a little girl behind the roller rink.

Nora sees her when, at the end of her shift, she goes to take out the trash. It’s a weekday, so things have been slow, but at least Yang has dropped by to hang out and mooch french fries during the latter bit of Nora’s shift.

Nora notices the kid’s pale, deathly pallor, but she isn’t afraid of it. It reads to Nora as small and hungry, and there’s a phantom pang in Nora’s gut as she remembers what that’s like.

Slowly, Nora approaches the child, reaching out her hand. ]

Hey. You wanna come inside? It’s cold out here.

[ Everything happens quickly, after that. The little girl rears her head up and shrieks. Nora can hear hooves, can hear the rattle of bones. This little girl is not a person. And there are more of her kind coming.

Nora flings the trash at her, and darts backwards, shouting: ]

Hey, Yang? I think you better come out here!

[thepunshow]

[ the roller rink's fries might not be the best seasoned or the crispiest fries in town, but nora ensures they cost the same price as the employees discount ("free as long as they don't catch you!" according to the redhead) and that's what matters. it's also fine for yang to wander around the kitchen as long as it's close to the end of nora's shift. allegedly. oh, well, beggars can't be choosers, and her stomach is begging for food right this instant.

she's in the middle of foraging the kitchen for milkshake ingredients when she hears an almighty screech that sends chills down her spine. yang makes it to the door just in time to see nora throw the trash at the young, pale girl in the alley. ]

Nora? You good? [ the little girl--or what remains of her--shrieks again, and yang transforms ember celica with a pump of her arms without a second thought. it's almost like a grimm. fantastic. ]

Not good, not good! [ she shouts over the sound of hooves and howls while falling into a fighting stance. ] What the heck is that?

[bolstafir]

[Walking the streets of Deerington can be a strange sort of roulette--there's long stretches in which everything is quiet, followed by intense periods of danger and calamity just stepping outside. It's like Remnant that way, except without the predictable nature of where and when there was likely to be danger. Instead of walls and kingdoms and stretches of Grimm threat in between, whether or not you could get somewhere unencumbered by monsters seemed to be a matter of luck.

For once, though, it seems that even Qrow finds himself getting a break, as his and Yang's trek to the store manages to be relatively quiet, even with the White Walkers still wandering about town. Of course, the universe demands balance, so when Qrow opens the door to the shop, the bell jingles ... before promptly falling off the door and clocking him in the head before dropping to the ground.]

....Well, this is off to a promising start.

[Here's hoping he doesn't make a wholeass clearance shelf collapse or something today.]

[thepunshow]

[ bright side, if a clearance shelf crumbles to dust at his touch, it'll be easier to find all the good stuff. the universe may demand balance, but it throws a bone every once in a while. or it usually did. remnant hasn't been great about that as of late.

deerington, on the other hand, has been exceptional on that front, and the impromptu outing with qrow firmly tips the scales toward life being pretty dang alright. yang gets a brand new jacket (her go-to bomber jacket from atlas has become blake's bomber jacket these days and having a spare will be nice) and best of all, she gets some quality one-on-one time with the moodier of her two uncles. their hangout time is limited by a multitude of factors: work, personal obligations, general branwen difficulty with expressing their feelings.... the list goes on. she's genuinely pumped about their trip and she fills the walk to the store with excited chatter and big, enthusiastic hand gestures. it'll be great!

when the bell bonks off qrow's head and rolls across the floor, she steps past him and scoops it up, holding it out to him in the palm of her gloved left hand. ]

Hey, nowhere to go but up, Uncle Qrow.

2/2

[kintsugambol]

[ it's been hard to watch, these past couple of days, as yang practically tore herself apart over everything with ruby and emerald. still, blake looks at her fluid as she steps out of the library, pulling it from her wrist and firing off a text. ]

just got off work, i'm coming home.
do you need anything?

[ it's weak, and she knows it. not quite what she wants to say. so, quickly: ]

you don't have to do this alone

[thepunshow]

[ her answering texts come uncharacteristically slow. an obscene amount of caffeine and about four hours of sleep isn't the best recipe for reading comprehension. ]

We could use more painkillers. Some soup
Coffee too

[ a pause as she reads blake's last message. every instinct is screaming to deny and deflect, but...she can't. not with blake. and if there's anyone who will understand without judgement, it's her partner.

she offers up the truth slowly: ]

I'm not trying to
Or at least I don't mean to
I'm just used to this.
Doing it alone

text: UN; RadRidingHood

[clickclickbloom]

YANG! YANG!
IT'S AN EMERGENCY!
I THINK I PICKLED EVERYTHING UP!

[thepunshow]

Whoa whoa Rubes
You couldn't have pickled anything up that bad
What's up

video: RadRidingHood

[clickclickbloom]

Pssst. Yang.
Guess what?

video: RadRidingHood

[thepunshow]

Rubes!!
You know I haven't mastered my mind reading powers yet
What happened

gently backdated to about a week post-eyening

[bolstafir]

[The air is heavy in the farmhouse, in the days after Ruby's injury. It's quiet, more than anything, and there's something unsettling in that...maybe, because it's familiar. After Summer died, things were so quiet, for so long, because nobody knew how to talk about it. Ruby is alive, but there is a piece of her that is gone and not coming back, as it was with Yang, after Beacon.

Qrow can be seen around the house more than usual, doing various small errands, but he rarely lingers in one place. Being productive is the easiest way to manage his feelings, that old Branwen standard of being strong, and he wouldn't see anything wrong with it even now if it weren't for the way Deerington had of making the wear and tear more obvious, not so much in himself, but in Yang. He catches her one evening, having fallen asleep in the laundry room, arm halfway wrapped around the basket, tired enough that she doesn't even stir when he gently pulls it away and gathers her into his arms to carry to her room.

When she awakens, she'll find the laundry folded ...semi-neatly for her in the basket, set beside the dresser, and on her bedside table is a glass of orange juice next to a plate with mildly burnt toast and eggs.

The sounds of someone stirring draw Qrow back into the room, and he settles on the edge of her bed, almost like a perching bird even in this form.]

Morning, firecracker.

[It is decidedly not morning; the unbroken moon shines its light easily through the gap in the curtains. Qrow's grin is decidedly impish, despite the undercurrent of strain there.]

How'd you sleep? I hear that beds are more comfortable than tile floors. Huge if true.

[It's not a question he would ordinarily ask; she is a huntress, he is a huntsman. It is understood that nobody is quite alright, in their line of work, and she's seen more than most. Especially for her age.

That it's couched in a joke serves both to undercut its seriousness, but also to highlight it. It's a way of saying maybe we should talk about what's happened, without actually saying it.]

[thepunshow]

[ ever since blake sat her down at the kitchen table a few days ago to peel back the layers of self-blame yang wrapped herself in, she's felt...well, "better" isn't quite right. "less devastated," maybe. her family is broken (again), but it's not up to her to fix it single-handedly (again). there's a support system now--oscar, ruby's one billion friends, blake, uncle clover, uncle qrow. she doesn't have to do this alone.

but in the quiet moments, when her mind wanders, she relives that moment in the hotel. qrow in the doorway of the hotel room, shaky and pale, haltingly explaining that they need a doctor now. ruby, looking small and young in his arms, a crimson blooming underneath the towel wrapped around her eye. herself, contentment curdling into a thick, suffocating horror in the pits of her stomach when the realization of what's happened slams into her.

the memory keeps yang awake or jerks her out of uneasy sleep. it's why she's taken to spending most of her time in the basement at night, the organized chaos of half-finished schematics and precarious stacks of dust crates a welcome respite.

and it's why yang is confused when she blearily staring around her bedroom. she was in the basement--no, the laundry room, moving a load of clothes from the dryer. she must have fallen asleep at some point, but that doesn't explain how she'd ended up in her own bed with the load of laundry and breakfast, besides. the answer appears and sits on her bed once she's finished devouring her eggs: qrow, all long legs and arms and anxiety. ]

Morning, [ she grumbles in between bites of toast. ] And don't knock tile floors 'til you try it.

[ grim jokes and dry humor is the universal language of huntsmen remnant-wide. it has to be that way when you don't typically live past 40. still, she hears the kinder, softer words that qrow can't bring himself to say. ]

...slept okay. Thanks for the breakfast, Uncle Qrow. And the clothes.

sometime in march, they cant stop us

[kintsugambol]

[ the natural rhythms they've fallen into in the evenings, in between everything falling apart, are... nice. once again, blake feels the pleasant haze of afterglow after the two of them finish, lying on her side, curled up against her partner. her arm lies across yang's front, just below her chest.

she doesn't break the silence for a long moment, simply listening to the steady sound of yang's heartbeat, of her breathing. ]

... If we get through everything—save the world— [ she finally speaks up, voice soft and quiet as she peers up to meet yang's eyes in the low light of the room ] what do you want to do, Yang?

[ it's all fantasy, of course. ]

[thepunshow]

[ if they manage to pull off the biggest upset in all of history, huh? it felt cruel to even entertain the notion that they'd manage to see this thing through to the end so yang hadn't spent much time thinking past the next day, the next moment. but if blake is asking her to indulge in fantasy she can't--won't--refuse. ]

I wanna go home. To Patch, [ she explains, turning her head to meet blake's eyes. ] Not permanently. It's a great place to visit, but I couldn't spend the rest of my life there, you know? Too small.

[ funny how patch's size shifted as yang got older. it'd once been her whole world, endless and thriving with life as a child; too big and too lonely after losing summer; small and suffocating while at signal; and even smaller in the months following the fall of beacon, self-exiled to her childhood home and nearby town for months until rediscovering the strength to venture out. she isn't sure it'll feel much bigger after globetrotting to stop the end of everything. ]

Still, I'd like to stay long enough to make sure everyone's okay and help out if I need to. After that...I don't know. Vacation for, like, a year or two, maybe. Travel the world now that it's not in imminent danger, see the sights. [ she holds back the urge to add "but only if it's with you" and places a soft kiss to blake's temple. ] What about you?

Mid April | Action

[justoscar]

It was a relief to be back home, even amid the desertscape that Deerington had become-- and, usually, that relief was enough. But recent events still carried a heavy weight in Oscar's mind and, despite Ruby's aggressive insistence that he was wrong, Oscar still in part blamed himself for everything that had transpired.

He was the one that cut a deal with their child god, after all.

Legless and frustrated as he was, Oscar had no idea what to do to blow off steam. His usual methods of cooking and fastidious repairs were more difficult after the recent traumas, and guilt still gnawed away unseen at his core. Realistically, he knew that there was nothing he could do to make any of this better... and that was hard to deal with.

He didn't know who to talk to... but he knew who else needed a distraction.

"Hey, Yang."

Oscar called when he spotted Yang passing through. He had been trying to while away his time reading, but the words were hard to focus on. It could have been his nerves or lingering fatigue from his injuries, but the details didn't matter when he had to reread the same paragraph three times and still not understand what he had read.

Setting the book aside, he reached for his crutches.

"Has anyone found Ruby's Vespa yet? I was wondering what shape it was in after... you know. I-if someone found it, maybe we could fix it back up and surprise Ruby with it?"

5/9 at like 4am

[hallucinogem]

Yang I got engaged
To Neo
She gave me a ring right before we had birthday sex and I think it's starting to sink in

1/2

[thepunshow]

[ at around 4:30 ]

First off congrats on the sex
Second off congrats on the birthday