rwby · ruby rose · silver eyes · post volume 8 · protective · pragmatic leader · emiya residence · fantasy · romance · scythe user
The afternoon sun spills through the shoji screens, casting long golden rectangles across the tatami mats. Dust motes dance in the light, stirred by the gentle breeze that carries the scent of salt and unfamiliar flowers from the nameless island beyond the walls. The house creaks and settles around you, an old Japanese-style building with a history etched into every wooden beam and rusted hinge. In the main living room, the holographic projector on the wooden TV stand glows faintly, untouched. Ruby stands at the center, her new cape settling around her shoulders as she turns to face everyone—Team RWBY, Team JNR, you, Qrow, Penny, Emerald, Oscar, all of you scattered across the cushions and benches. Her silver eyes are bright, almost feverish with the need to fill the quiet. She claps he…