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It’s super effective.

@ask-beacons-finest I’m sorry not sorry, but once you gave me the idea there really was no way I could resist

Presumably, Alician decided to introduce Verrus to the local fashions of Vale (read: get her to wear a VKS.)

This artwork was drawn by @echollama! Thank you again, bruv!

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Has Thyme ever met Team VILT? (If so, how did it go?) (Asked by @question-anon ) (Blessed ask btw)

Thyme, fiddling with their keys at their apartment's door, muttering: Ugh...they're from that timeline.

Thyme, unlocks and enters their apartment, closing the door behind them: Well...actually I've seen them...nevermind. Maybe I'm imagining it.

Thyme, shrugs, walking towards the bathroom: Eh, they're good kids honestly. I feel like they really do want to do right.

Thyme, starting to run water for a bath, begins to gather a few candles from the bathroom closet: I feel bad for them though, being stuck in such a crappy universe. I doubt all of them will reach thirty.

Thyme, pausing for a moment: ...hell, I wonder if some of those kids will even hit twenty.

Thyme, setting up the candles around the bath, pulling a lighter from a drawer in the sink and starts to light the wicks: I just hate that time though, anytime I end up there. I'm stuck presenting masculine. I'm stuck being a Huntsman so I literally HAVE TO have contact with my mom since she's Beacon's headmistress. Oh. Who are all fucked up six ways to Sunday mind you. It suuuuucks.

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Verrus, relaxing on her bunk in the VILT dorm, pondering for a moment: Ah! Yes. Huntsman Thyme? The white haired man. Yes, we accompanied him on Grimm hunts before.

Iccarus, sitting on their desk, shocked a bit: That person is a dude?

Verrus, continuing on, ignoring Iccarus: He is an interesting individual, for a male.

Iccarus, narrowing his eyes: Are you sure they're a dude?

Verrus, caving in to answer him: That is what they present as, yes? The Sand has told me too little about them, it is even unable to tell of sex for certain...which is quite odd. So one can only assume.

Nekros, coughing out: Rude...to assume.

Verrus, sighing: I do not understand this culture.

Alician, doing pushups on the floor, a tad breathless: Maybe so! You're...trying, and that's all...that matters!

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Verrus! I just saw the legendary beast Updog out in the courtyard and he was speaking ill of your tribe! If you hurry you might just catch him! (Sent by @thebohemianred )

Verrus, reaching over her shoulders and draws her swords, angrily: I shall show this beast the true power of a Syyklah.

Iccarus, watching casually as Verrus throws herself out the open window, sighs: Should we...like, just tell her?

Alician, having rushed to the windowsill, dreamily watching Verrus land and rush around the Beacon courtyard: ...tell her what~?

Iccarus, staring at Alician with disappointment, rolls his eyes: ...nevermind.

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What was the worst team-building exercise your OCs have had to do? (for as many or as few of your teams as you'd like) ( Asked by @belladonna-schnee, ah hell yes OC ask)

Alician, sitting in the cafeteria, a plate loaded with food in front of her, snarling as she rips into a chunk of meat: Anytime I have to babysit birdbrain over here.

Iccarus, sitting across from her, rolls his eyes as he forms a small coin of ice to roll between his fingers, bored: Oh shut up.

Verrus, sitting beside Alician, carefully examining a piece of candy in her hand, without looking away from it: Be kind to eachother, a partner who argues is a partner who attracts a Puhn'Di.

Iccarus, shaking his head with a confused look at Verrus, then slumps forward: Oooh...probably that time we, as a team, got our asses handed to us by Professor Xiao Long.

Alician, grimacing: Oh why did you have to remind me? The whole fricken school was watching.

Verrus, breaking her focus from the candy, hanging her head in defeat: It was...humiliating...yes.

Nekros, who's been sitting next to Iccarus, across from Verrus, glaring intently at the candy in her hand, vibrating with anticipation, her voice a raspy growl: Worst...being alone...No team...sad.

Alician, making an awkward attempt to be cheerful: Awwwwh, heh, you do care about us Nek-...oh.

Verrus, raises her head to see the candy gone from her hand, Nekros hopped up on the table right in front of her, crouched and eating the candy ravenously, wrapper and all: ...that was mine.

Iccarus, rolls his eyes and leans back, bumping into someone: Eh, sorry about th-...Oh. It's you.

Robin, looking down at Iccarus with contempt, then sits down on beside him with a plate of food: You all might've had to fight Professor Xiao Long, but at least you learned something from that.

Ophelia, plopping her plate down next to Alician, sitting beside them as the rest of ORNJ join in, after some quick greetings she leans in and points to Nekros: So uhh, why is your freak on the table?

Iccarus, immediately turning defensive, motioning his head towards Robin as Nekros slithers off the table back to her seat, leaving a smoky trail: Why is yours?

Ophelia, her burst of laughter cutting out Robin's angry shout, nods: HAH! You got me.

Verrus, leaning forward to speak past Alician, who quickly grows jealous of the attention: Ophelia, Robin stated you all had an exercise as well, but said yours was one with no lesson. Is that true?

Jessca, groans from beside Robin, letting her head hit the table: That was so stupid!

Nia, sitting politely across from her, her blind eyes unblinking: It was certainly...interesting.

Ophelia, rolls her eyes, grabbing an olive from her plate and pops it in her mouth: Aye. Dickhead over there caused an issue with Belladonna, probably said something racist-

Robin, snarling, under his breath: The damn mangey cat. Wouldn't be surprised if Headmistress Schnee had fleas cause of her.

Ophelia, nodding: Case and point. Anyways, we had to push a boulder up a hill.

Alician, shrugs, flexing a bit in a failed attempt to get Verrus's attention: Sounds easy.

Jessca, sitting back up, crossing her arms: It was.

Nia, sighing: The first few times.

Verrus, raising an eyebrow, paying no mind to Alician: I'm sorry?

Ophelia, rubbing her eyes: My muscles are sore just talking about it...every time the boulder was nearly to the top, a "unfortunate" incident would send it tumbling back down to the bottom. We weren't allowed to rest until it sat atop the hill.

Iccarus, wincing: Ouch.

Ophelia, popping in another olive: Aye, and it's funny too. I'm pretty sure my father told me of a myth that was something like that too, which is either a weird coincidence...or my people aren't as secluded as I was told to believe.

Charlotte, making nearly all of them jump as she pushes her way between Alician and Ophelia, slamming her hand down on the table: G'day kiddos, talkin bout exercises ya?

Charlotte, smiles when everyone nods: Aye well, you lot haven't seen nothin. Back when FCSA died, Headmistress Schnee went nuts with our team based training. Absolute bonkers. Be glad she calmed down, ya?

Verrus, curious: Were you and CNMN good friends with FCSA?

Charlotte, shrugs, leaning away from the table, tugging a bit on her vest: Eh? We weren't the best o' mates but they were an alright bunch. I had no problems with em, was a real shame they died.

Charlotte, her voice growing low, causing the Freshman to all lean in to strain to listen: Team YLLW though, I'd be careful just how much o' FCSA you mention round them, their Yvonne, her brother was on FCSA, ya?

Iccarus, nods, casting glances to his friends: Yeah...thanks for the advice.

Charlotte, laughs heartily, returning to her easygoing self: Anyway, I've gotta hit the trail. My team is bein a big hassle somewhere that ain't here and I gotta solve it. So long!

Jessca, after giving her goodbyes along with everyone else, leans forward: Maybe...We should talk to Yvonne and learn more about FCSA?

Alician, wide eyed: Are you nuts!? Sure let's go ask our school mate about her dead brother that'll go well.

Verrus, nodding, her fingers pressed against her chin: I would be lying were I to say I am uninterested. Perhaps we should speak to YLLW.

Robin, shrugs: Sure, why not?

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We can never have too much of Alician thirsting Verrus Phorona Thicclah™ (Asked by @question-anon )

Verrus: What is this strange manipulation of my Clan name?

Iccarus, groaning: You really gotta ask her things that you know she won't understand?

Verrus, drawing her sword, pointing it at Iccarus: Tell me or lose your tongue.

Iccarus, sighs, rolling his eyes: Ask Alician. I'm sure she'll know.

Verrus, narrows her eyes, sheathing her blade along her back: Very well. Alician.

Alician, instantly to Verrus's side: Yes!

Verrus, oblivious to the speed at which she answered: Explain this question.

Alician, ponders for a moment, then a mischievous smile grows on her face: ...it basically says...you should train with me more. Together. Alone.

Verrus, stone faced: ...I will ask ORNJ.

Alician, slumping over in defeat as Verrus leaves the dorm, sadly: Awwh...she didn't believe me.

Iccarus, hopping on his bunk, laying down with his hands behind his head: Ha! No duh. Not even Nekros would believe that and she's-

Iccarus, freezing in place as a trail of black smoke shoots out from under his bunk, the dripping fog ending inches from his face, black droplets of liquid splashing on his pale white cheeks, stammering in fear: S-S-She's a v-valued teammate a-and f-fr-friend.

Iccarus, watching as the smoke trail retreats back under his bunk, curling up into the fetal position and shakes in terror, wide eyed, whispering harshly to himself: She's my partner hhhhhhhhhhhh.

Alician, after witnessing the entire event, casually: ...man, I'm hungry though.

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Grimmfuture ask, do any of Team VILT have significant others, or crushes? (Asked by anon) (Oh hell ya baby Grimmfuture AND oc ask)

Verrus, calmly meditating on the floor of the VILT dorm: I have crushed several opponents. Yes.

Iccarus, sitting off to the side on Nekros's bunk, polishing his spear, sighs: That's...that's not what that means...

Alician, casually using the top bunk to do muscle-ups, speaking between her steady breaths: Eh...I don't...really care...about much...

Alician, holding herself up, extending her legs out backwards to hold a horizontal position from the bunk, her muscles straining: Of that kind of thing...

Iccarus, entirely unimpressed, deadpan: Verrus when did you take your top off?

Verrus, opening a single eye after an enormous crash sounds off as Alician drops onto the floor, glancing over to the snickering Iccarus: Do not bother me. I am meditating.

Alician, angrily cracking her knuckles as she stands up: Iccarus...I will kill you.

Iccarus, rolling his eyes: Sure, sure. What about Nekros, do you think she has someone special? Where is she by the wa-

Iccarus, being cut off by a boney black hand shooting out from under the bunk, which quickly grasps onto his face, after a split second of silent horror he's swiftly pulled under the bunk, disappearing entirely: HELP!

Verrus, the commotion grabbing her interest, silently staring at the spot where her teammate once was: ...

Alician, slowly lowering her hands to her side, in awe: ...woah...

Alician, turning to Verrus: Hey, are you hungry?

Verrus, nodding, hopping up to her feet, following the short blonde out the dorm: Very.

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Alician, whining, collapsed on floor of VILT's dorm: I'm so hungry I'm gonna diiiieeee.

Iccarus, dumbfounded: We all just ate.

Verrus, nodding, lightly tapping the limp Alician with her foot: Yes. Your appetite is hardly human-

Alician, bolting up at a knock on the door, sprinting over and nearly rips it from the hinges: FOOD.

Iccarus, watching in disgust as she picks up a plate of food that was sitting outside the door: You're gonna...just eat that?

Alician: Yeah!

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Alician, shivering in the snow, walking outside along her team: I-It's freezing, how do you guys not care??

Iccarus, shrugging: Isn't that cold, parents and I would camp out in lower temperatures than this, lot more snow too.

Verrus, nodding, looking around the sky completely fascinated: This is hardly as cold as my desert home became during moon rise. Though this..."snow" is new.

Nekros, answers with a harsh cough: ...

Alician, sneezing, whining: Well for me this sucks! It's so fricken col-

Alician, stops in surprise as something lands on her head, carefully holds it out to realize it's a knitted scarf: Huh? Awesome!

Iccarus, dumbfounded, excitably: YOU'RE JUST GONNA TRUST THAT?

Alician, confused: Uhhh. Yeah?

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Alician, doing pushups alone in the VILT dorm floor, sweating as she strains: Four ninety six...ninety seven...eight...nine...

Alician, collapsing in exhaustion, letting out a whistle of success: Fiiiiive hundred...phew...I should treat myself...

Alician, sitting up and groans, stretching: Shame though...I spent all my money on that sweater for Verrus...

Alician, grumpily: She won't even wear it after that first time either so that suc-Oh?

Alician, crawling over towards an envelope that slid under the door, opening it up to find a couple of Lien cards, her eyes shining: No way!!!! This'll definitely get me something! Awesome! And no stupid Iccarus to whine about it too!

Alician, noticing a small written note: "Don't spend on nonsense," ...damn it.

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Grimmfuture!Weiss, sitting in a dining chair in her and Blake's home, grading papers, finally places her pen down, without looking up: Blake?

Grimmfuture!Blake, sitting in their living room, looking up from her knitting: Yes love?

Grimmfuture!Weiss, tilting her head: Do you think...that we would make good mothers?

Grimmfuture!Blake, sighing, placing her project atop a cookbook she has next to her on a small side table: Weiss, we've talked about this. The school comes first.

Grimmfuture!Blake, standing up and stretches: Besides, I'm hardly fit to be a mother. At least not right now.

Grimmfuture!Weiss, frowning: Of course...Of course...the school comes first...right...

Grimmfuture!Weiss: Blake? One more thing?

Grimmfuture!Blake, walking into the kitchen, washing out an empty tea cup in the sink: Yes love?

Grimmfuture!Weiss, her eyes turning to slits as she glares at the back of Blake's head: Where's the three hundred Lien I had on our nightstand?

Grimmfuture!Blake, freezing in place, under her breath: Shit.

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Hey Verrus, have you ever encountered the legendary beast Updog? (Asked by thebohemianred)

Verrus, intrigued, sitting up on one of the VILT dorm's bunkbeds: I have have never heard of this beast, Updog. Is it ferocious? Does it have the strength of twenty women? Does it have the bloodlust of a Kyl'Terroh?

Alician, a flat look on her face, staring at the ceiling in the bunk above Verrus: Oh boy.

Iccarus, snickering from the other top bunk: Oh this is gold.

Verrus, turning over to Iccarus: The Updog is gold? It must have more power than I thought.

Alician, dragging her hands down her face: I don't have the heart to tell her.

Verrus, getting a little frustrated: Tell me what? What is this Updog?!

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Huntresses and Huntsmen, I present to you @ask-beacons-finest‘s Team VILT!

From left: the desert warrior-princess Verrus Phorona Syyklah, hot-headed  idealist Iccarus Athenia Augor, pint-size powerhouse Alician Levora, and the enigmatic, terrifying Nekros Thembrosa.

This gift/commission was drawn by @echollama! Once more, dude, you deliver spectacularly - thank you so much!

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What would be VILT's and ORNJ's reaction to being told I love you? (Asked by @stutteringtony )

Verrus, awkwardly, her eyes darting to the side as they narrow: ...Yes.

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Iccarus, with flustered pride: I mean, hey, who doesn't?

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Alician, rubbing the back of her head, a toothy smile on her face: Sorry, but I'm kind of...looking to someone else.

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Nekros, her visible eye slowly blinking: ...?

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Ophelia, with a yawn: Yeah well, if you love me do me a favor and do Arc's homework for me. It's too easy and not worth my time.

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Robin, unimpressed, his voice cold, coming to a quick realization and eases up as he apologizes: I don't have time for that...uhh, sorry.

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Nia, raising an eyebrow, her blind eyes staring forward: I'm married fool.

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Jessca, with a sigh, rubbing Nia's shoulders: Mhhm...thanks but no thanks.

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So hey Verrus, speaking of fears, are you scared of Updog? (Asked by thebohemianred)

Verrus, frustrated: WHAT IS THIS UPDOG!?

Iccarus, standing a bit away, speaking to Alician: Man, we should tell her shouldn't we?

Alician, dreamily staring: Yeah but she's so...cute when she's mad.

Verrus, spinning round, pointing: YOU TWO KNOW OF THIS UPDOG DO YOU NOT? TELL ME!

Iccarus, breaking out into a sprint with Alician, running away from their team leader: Oh shit oh shit oh shit!

Nekros, casually trailing behind her teammates, seemingly gliding across the ground beneath her cloak: ...

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Iccarus, rubbing his bruised cheek, covered in bandages, sitting in the cafeteria: You really didn't have to hit me that hard.

Alician, rolling her eyes, snarling, her feline-esque teeth shredding into a comically large chunk of meat: Well maybe if you didn't open your mouth and say something stupid. Besides, I need as many good grades as I can get.

Nekros, her voice a raspy whisper, a pale white hand pulling a plate of food into her cloak: Study...

Alician, almost disgusted: Absolutely not.

Verrus, picking apart at a piece of bread with interest, casually speaking up: Perhaps Nekros is correct. Studying our scholarly topics would better prepare ourselves for future endeavors.

Alician, instantly hopping up, looking to Verrus with glowing eyes: Then we'll study till we know everything!

Iccarus, raising an eyebrow: But you just said-

Alician, ominously looming over him, cracking her knuckles: Do you want to know how hard I can really hit you?

Iccarus, raising his hands in surrender: Okay, okay! We'll study!

Nekros, her hand slowly exiting her cloak, the plate now nearly empty of food despite her not eating anything; a small clawed hand shooting out and grabbing last bit of food from the plate before disappearing back into her cloak: Good...

Iccarus and Alician, in unison, horrified whispers: What was that?

Nekros, her visible eye slowly blinking, her hidden face uninterested behind the shifting cloak, her voice pained and dry: ...nothing...

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Shdjsjskaksj how Alician Levora thinks she got into Beacon before she should have been vs how it really happened

Grimmfuture!Blake, nodding: This young girl has my full support.

Grimmfuture!Weiss, looking over the file with concern: I can understand that Blake, but...she's just barely turned fifteen. She's so young, inexperienced.

Grimmfuture!Blake, sternly: She's survived as a punching bag for the Fang for her whole life. She can survive anything you throw at her. She's strong. Adaptable. She can overcome any trial that Beacon has to offer.

Grimmfuture!Blake, with determination: I'll put my honor on the line for her admission, Weiss.

Grimmfuture!Weiss, sighing, waving her hand dismissively: Fine, fine, fine. She's accepted, just don't get super dramatic about it.

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Grimmfuture!Blake, entering the small run down apartment she's been housing Alician in: Alician, are you ready to start today's trai-what is that.

Alician, sitting at the dining table, a book in her hands, grumpily: Well you kept putting off teaching me to read and write, so I decided I'd teach myself.

Grimmfuture!Blake, glaring at the old book: ...hey how would you like to go to school instead?

Alician, slamming the book shut: Oh heck yeah! This thing has no pictures anyways so it's pretty lame.

Grimmfuture!Blake, nodding ushering the young child out of the room: Believe me it not having pictures is a good thing.

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Grimmfuture!Blake, slamming her hands down on the table, the single light swinging side to side, her eyes glistening in the dimly lit room: I /know/ you have it. Give it up and your punishment will be merciful.

Alician, her hands and feet shackled, glaring up at Blake: I don't know what you're talking about.

Grimmfuture!Blake, snarling: I RAISED you. I SAVED you from the Fang. And THIS is how you repay me?

Alician, lunging forward in her chair, the shackles straining to restrain her: SAVED ME?!? You SLAUGHTERED the only family I knew. You hid me away from the world because you were too AFRAID of the consequences that would come out if your precious little Schnee knew about me. You may have trained me. You may have housed and fed me. But when I got accepted into Beacon you abandoned me. No more acting like a role model. No more care. Really proves what you think of me.

Alician, sitting back, returning Blake's snarl, her sharp teeth shining in the light: So don't you act like some saint. You're far from it.

Grimmfuture!Blake, her eyes narrowing: You don't know what I went through to keep you safe. To enroll you in Beacon YEARS before you should have been allowed. You don't understand how much I DO care about you. About how I think of you like a daughter. And I know your power. I know you can break those restraints easily.

Grimmfuture!Blake, placing her hands down, leaning in inches away from the young girl's face: But the fact you aren't. Means that you don't hate me as much as you say. Means that you think the same as I do.

Grimmfuture!Blake, her pupils becoming slits: So I'm going to ask one. More. Time.

Grimmfuture!Blake: Where. Is. My original first print copy of Ninja's of Love?

Alician, turning her head away: I don't know what you're talking about.

Grimmfuture!Blake, smashing her hand through the table: WHY ARE YOU BEING SO DIFFICULT.

Alician, screaming back: IT'S A GOOD BOOK I HAVEN'T FINISHED IT YET.

Grimmfuture!Blake, nearly screeching: SO YOU /DO/ HAVE IT!!!!!

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Grimmfuture!Weiss, with a sigh: I swear, those two freshman teams will be the death of me.

Grimmfuture!Blake, pouring out a cup of tea: What's happened, my dear?

Grimmfuture!Weiss, leaning back in her chair, her hands on her face as she takes a long sigh: VILT and ORNJ. The two of them. They're all immature and rowdy. Not to mention reckless.

Grimmfuture!Blake, with a small laugh: And who does that remind you of?

Grimmfuture!Weiss, giving a stern look to Blake, before breaking down and laughing herself: Yes. Yes, I suppose you're right.

Grimmfuture!Blake, sitting down onto the desk, in a joking tone: And out of them all, who would be the worse?

Grimmfuture!Weiss, grimacing slightly as she sips her tea, missing coffee more and more, despite the fun tone of her partner, she takes one that's serious: Well, that Alician girl acts out a lot. She's caused an excessive amount of damage to the school, she's hurt other students, she does poorly in classes. I can understand though, never really having a good role model.

Grimmfuture!Blake, turning her head away, wincing at the half truth she's about to tell: Yes well, you know the Fang. They aren't good influences.

Grimmfuture!Weiss, reassuringly: Well, you came out fine love, don't worry about that.

Grimmfuture!Blake, cold: I'm not.

Grimmfuture!Weiss, turning off the subject she feels is bothering Blake: How...how long was she in the Fang? Do you know?

Grimmfuture!Blake, her face still turned away, after a long silence, her heart heavy with a lie: ...fifteen years. Since birth I suppose. You've known her nearly as long as I have.

Grimmfuture!Weiss, her hands wrapped around her tea cup as she sadly looks down: Mmm...the poor girl, if only we had gotten her sooner.

Grimmfuture!Weiss, with a smile, a cheerful tone: It would have almost made us mothers.

Grimmfuture!Blake, her stomach churning as she looks at the bittersweet smile on Weiss's face before standing up and turning away, speaking solemnly as she walks: I'm sorry. I've got something I need to do for a bit.

Grimmfuture!Weiss, shocked at the sudden exit, sputters out as Blake heaves open the massive doors of the headmistress's office: O-Oh of course, I love you!

Grimmfuture!Blake, pausing at the door, sadly: Yes. I love you too.

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Grimmfuture!Blake, opening the door to a small, barren apartment, her voice quick and demanding authority: This is where you'll be staying.

Grimmfuture!Blake, stepping in, allowing her companion in before shutting the door: I will visit as often as I can to see to your upbringing and training, but due to my responsibilities do not expect me to come by every day.

Grimmfuture!Blake, placing a scroll on a countertop, speaking out to the room as her back is turned to her companion: You are NOT to leave for any frivalous reasons, if you DO leave. You are to contact me the second you PLAN on leaving that door. You are to contact me the second you RE-ENTER the door. And you are NOT to be out for more than three hours at a time, contacting me with information on your whereabouts and safety every hour, ON the hour.

Grimmfuture!Blake, turning around, looking down: Do you understand?

Alician, a young girl at the time, looking around the apartment in amazement, having understandably not paid much attention: This...is mine?

Grimmfuture!Blake, freezing and reminding herself she's speaking to a young child, slowly speaking back up, her voice softer this time: Y...Yes, it's yours. I'm sorry it isn't...nicer. This is the only place I could get without having my name, and therefore the school, attached to it all. The owner of this building owed me a favor. This is it.

Alician, still awestruck at her new home: Will I ever be able to go to the school you teach at?

Grimmfuture!Blake, watching intently as the young child begins to walk around the apartment: Perhaps. You're much too young to enroll now, so training intently is all you can manage. We won't be able to put you in a Prep School either. A shame, I hear Signal is great.

Blake, sighing at the memory of her trying and failing miserably to lift an enormous sword that's height is easily more so than the child herself, muttering to herself: It's a good thing you seem to have a weapon already...

Alician, hopping up onto a rickety dining chair, swinging her feet back and forth: I've never had something like this.

Grimmfuture!Blake, her train of thought stopping completely, her mouth refusing to let words out as she remembers the position the girl was in when she found her with the Fang: Never...had what exactly...?

Alician, looking around still, casually: A home. The big brothers and sisters always moved around a lot, I'd go with them. Sometimes there'd be new people. One time there was a girl my age too. It was nice to have a friend for a while.

Grimmfuture!Blake, her stomach churning, dryly: What happened to her?

Alician, shrugging, with a yawn which showcases enormous incisers along with pointed front teeth: They said her group went somewhere else. I never saw her again, they must have gone far.

Grimmfuture!Blake, her eyes glaring down to the ground, her own time in the Fang as a young girl rushing to her head, the harsh realities of that girl's fate coming to mind: Yes...must have.

Alician, hopping off the chair, walking up to the solemn Blake, tugging on her hand to grab her attention: Miss Blake? I'm hungry.

Grimmfuture!Blake, looking down to the young girl's face, seeing so much of herself in the golden eyes, gently reaches her hand down for the younger to grab hold of it, begins to walk towards the door: Yes...let's get you something yummy, shall we?

Alician, excited: Yeah!!

Grimmfuture!Blake, frowning as she envisions Weiss finding out about what she's done, demanding that Alician be sent away, along with a major loss of trust for Blake: ...yeah...