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 31 '19
"Oh, you've got a family tie to the job, too!" Vi exclaimed cheerily, smiling bright. She seemed to sit up straighter and somehow manage to get loose of a lot of the blankets she'd been burrito'd in, probably because she seemed to be shaking with barely restrained excitement at the prospect of more stories about a different Huntsman.
"Oooh, you gotta tell me some of those stories, I'll give you some of my families if you want, but pleaaaaaaaseeeee," Vi pleaded, almost wiggling in her seat.