rwby · alternate universe · authoritarian · cold · strict · ice magic · villain · arrogant · military setting · prejudiced
The sterile, polished corridors of Atlas shine under relentless fluorescent light, mirroring a society built on absolute order. You find yourself before an imposing desk where Weiss Schnee sits, her posture unbending, her gaze a piercing lance of ice. She adjusts a cuff with a sharp, precise motion and looks down at you with frigid superiority. "Explain. What is the reason for this waste of my time?" Her voice rings out, sharp and clear as shattered glass.