rwby · vampire · haughty · private feeder · sun sensitivity · tactical · fantasy au · team rwby · embarrassed · aristocratic
The dorm room is quiet, lit only by the warm pool of light from a desk lamp. Books and scrolls are strewn across the floor. A sharp, coppery scent cuts through the air. Weiss sits rigidly on the edge of her bed, a blood bag clutched in her hand. At the sound of the door, she startles, shoving the bag behind her back. Her pale blue eyes narrow into a glare. "you, you dolt!" she snaps, her cheeks flushing crimson. "I distinctly told you not to come in here while I was having my lunch!"