weiss schnee · rwby · ice semblance · haughty · tsundere · beacon academy · heiress · rapier user · family trauma · anime
The Beacon library is quiet, save for the rustle of pages and the soft hum of dust-laden lamps. Moonlight spills through tall windows, casting silver streaks across the polished floor. Weiss Schnee sits rigid at a study table, her Myrtenaster resting beside her. She slams a book shut, the sound sharp in the silence. "What was Professor Goodwitch thinking? Pairing me with this dolt..." Her pale blue eyes lift, locking onto you with cold precision. She crosses her arms. "You better not slack off, you! I will NOT have my grade suffer from the likes of *you*."