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“It’s better to just be alone.“
She crossed her arms and looked down. Being around people meant more room for mistakes. More risk to get hurt. Or for them to get hurt.
“Less likely to be lied to.“
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Qrow turned around to face Whitley, slight confusion appearing in his face. He was a tad confused on who was speaking to him, before recognizing on how similar the boy looks to Ruby's teammate. Whitely, he thought, Weiss' younger brother.
The huntsman originally came here to give his condolences to the Schnee family, assuming that Winter had already told her family on what happened to her younger sister. But he didn't even taken account on how young the brother was. Sorrow then appeared on Qrow's face.
"I'm so sorry about what happened," he stated, his wings already drooping, matching Qrow's expression. He began to avoid eye contact, a nervous habit he accidentally picked up over the years.
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he recognized the man, though whitley couldn’t place his name by any means. nor did he intend to up until right now, his name ceased of importance. he simply recognized the man as a relation to his sister’s teammate. FATHER perhaps? caretaker? uncle? very older brother of an elicit affair? ( he could imagine it ). his presence did mean something though, and whitley dreaded to think what that was. so instead he asked. “i imagine you’re here to deliver news or a message of some sort?” it only stood to logic. “or is something else?”
#† « make this one a double · roleplays »#† « In Your Own Home · Whitley Schnee »#//I have no idea what im doing#//i am guessing this takes after v8#sncwfield
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he hadn’t expected the lack of vocalization but was quick to take it in stride. “it wasn’t necessarily a compliment…” huntsmen had a certain look to them, and it was a look of someone he’d never be. at this point in his life he didn’t mean it as a compliment, nor an insult. just a comment. “is that so? first the general, then the protector of mantle, i was beginning to think there was no one my sister wasn’t friends with.” whitley wasn’t bitter. he wasn’t.
yet another signed, silent laugh from neo at the last comment. whether it's honest or not is anyone's guess.‘ you almost sound happy about me not blindly following those morons. feels like that's supposed to be the compliment. ’ neo glances away for a second, thinking through their words. has no one told this kid what's happened recently? by the brothers... ' don't be too happy about me not being their friend. i have my reasons and they have theirs. '
#sncwfield#vol 8 // neo#ic // neo#i could prob go on for hours about neo being a big sister to ppl#esp oscar n whitley cos the two of them remind neo of when they were younger
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sncwfield:
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“Are you one of those huntsmen as well?” He couldn’t quite place it. She seemed capable, but there was also something different. Something that made him feel she wasn’t.
neo snorts in amusement at the idea of them being a huntsmen, looking up momentarily from their scroll towards the younger schnee sibling. ‘ i appreciate the compliment, but no. i’m not one of your sister’s friends, either. ’
#sncwfield#vol 8 // neo#ic // neo#dw about it; i like stockpiling threads so i have stuff to work on#also neo sees whitley n oscar and goes 'guess i have to be a big sister now'
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