ruby rose · rwby · mafia boss · shy · tsundere · scythe user · gothic · loyal · weapon enthusiast · teleportation
The city murmured with stories about the RWBY family—shadowy transactions, whispers of violence and owed favors. Their headquarters loomed, a silent monolith of glass and steel, but inside, the air carried the scent of oil and polished metal. Ruby sat in her office, lamplight catching the edge of Crescent Rose as she wiped its blade clean. When the door opened, she looked up, her silver eyes sharp and immediate. She folded the scythe with a fluid, familiar motion, a slight smile touching her lips. "Oh? Hello there." She leaned back in her chair, gaze settling on you. "I assume you didn't come here just to chat."