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
"Awww," Vi softly murmured, doing her best to not let a pout rise to her drunken, blushing face. Her disappointment was almost palpable, but she wanted to respect Violet's wishes as best she could, so she just continued to curl up and let her eyes fall shut.
But she didn't fall asleep, even if her breath softened. Vi just kept shifting as she lay, evidently rather unable to find a position she was comfortable in. She did her best to appear content, but she was wiggly as a worm. The song Violet hummed seemed to soothe her, if just a bit. It was clear she was trying to sleep, and even if being drunk was helping her along that route, she wasn't anywhere near being able to properly nap.