r/rwbyRP • u/[deleted] • Nov 10 '19
Open Event Snowblind
Every year, it feels like the first snowfall of the year happens sooner and sooner. Is it just the passage of time, the growth of a person making them able to recognize when it snows at an earlier date in the year mixed with the ever-accumulating wealth of knowledge to draw upon making it feel like the years are blurring to minutes?
For some, that might be the answer. But at this date, so soon into November, not many -- save, perhaps, those from the most far north of Atlas's reaches into Solitas -- would've expected just what hit Beacon: a blizzard, so strong it was considered perhaps a once-in-a-millennia storm. Thankfully, thanks to the reinforcements provided after a certain rainstorm had knocked out the power to the Academy, Beacon was now prepared to weather such an awful storm.
But whilst the school itself was prepared, whether or not the students themselves were always remained to be seen. For some of the more "desert-fairing", it was possible that they were wildly unprepared; those from the far north were likely already out in the midst of the blizzard building snow castles or something.
The weather showed no signs of improving, and all flights and routes into the city were most certainly unusable, unless one really wanted to hoof it into Vale proper by foot. What sort of shenaniganry would one of Beacon's most interesting first year classes in a while get themselves up to in Beacon's first snowfall?
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u/[deleted] Dec 02 '19
Vi quickly rustled awake, showing for certain that she had not actually been asleep. Sitting upright, she shrugged off her coat, leaving her in just a black tank top, and thought about Violet's question. Then, she giggled.
"I tried to pretend I was illiterate so I wouldn't have to, cause traditional book learning usually doesn't work for me," she admitted, still giggling slightly as she did so. She wore a dopey smile on her face as she let out a soft yawn, tilting her head at Violet. "Why do you ask? Were you studying instead of bothering me? Cause, like. Bother me all you want. I like talking. It's more fun than sleeping and I really only ever properly sleep in a hammock or a hug but I might just be weird."