❝Mirror, mirror, tell me something
Who’s the loneliest of all?❞
||♚|| Weiss was walking down the streets of Vale, humming a song call ‘Tears in my eyes’ It was not a song that many people know but that song was part of a movie that Weiss like a lot. The heiress was alone once again, but that didn’t bother her she was use to be alone as her teammate was busy with there own things. And it was Friday that mean no school, no class work, and no waking up early in the morning.
But once turning the corner, Weiss find herself to a stop as her body made contact with someone else. ❝Woah!❞ taking a few step back trying to not fall. She managed to keep her stand. ❝Hey! Watch where you’re, going next time, okay?❞
What a wonderful day! She had gotten to spend the day in Vale shopping, and had gotten a lot done – though Ruby had said that she would accompany Weiss on her outing, but had broken her promise. Tch. Weiss was not at all pleased about that in the slightest. However, the town had brought her a few smiles and was generally less rowdy – bar the Faunus riff raff who seemed to like to make their presence known around these parts of town. She groaned inwardly; she’d promised Blake that she would not speak of them in such a way. Well–she had thought it, so it didn’t count. A rare smile rested on her lips, but quickly vanished as soon as it had appeared.
Consumed with her thoughts on the Faunus, she didn’t see the person coming around the corner. She fell back hard – landing on the floor with one swoop. She was about to counter with her own retort when she laid eyes on the figure before her—they looked exactly like her. “Who are you?” she questioned out loud, making no move to push herself from the floor – more curious about the lookalike before her.
(via loneliestsnowangel-deactivated2)
❝ℬᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴀ ᴛʜᴏᴜsᴀɴᴅ ʜᴀʟʟᴏᴡ ᴡᴏʀᴅs
——ɪs ᴏɴᴇ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʙʀɪɴɢs ℘ eace…❞
⊰ ☾ ⊱ Well, that’s odd. More and more people were starting to find his and Dai’s home. It’s not stealthy hidden, it’s an old shrine made for public visiters, but since it’s out pretty far where most wouldn’t travel they didn’t expect to get new comers. Satoru stared from his position on the banister, and tilted his head. His brother may not like it, but Satoru didn’t mind at all. It gave him some entertainment since he doesn’t hang out with any classmates. “Hello. May I ask what brings you here?” Satoru’s blank gaze bore down on the other, as if trying to see this persons true intention.
Weiss had no idea where she had stumbled; Ruby had promised a neat place to visit and had begged her to come see it, but instead the two had separated, and Weiss had ended up in a strange place. She clutched a hold of her rapier, her palm losing its colour as she squeezed on it a little too forcefully. This place didn’t seem familiar in the slightest, and while she didn’t like to admit it, she wasn’t all too keen on being here alone. The voice behind her made her jump, and she swiftly turned around to face said figure. “What brings me here? I guess I took a wrong turn; could you please supply me with directions on how to get back to Vale?” she asked politely, her tone void of emotion.
“Who am I? I am Weiss Schnee, heiress of the Schnee Dust Corporation.” The eyepatched Weiss stated. She quickly stood back up and began dusting and flattening back down her skirt.
“Now just who do you think you are calling me a lookalike? If anything you’re out of your league to pretend to be me!” Weiss gave a simple look over her double. To say the least she Thought this person pulled her off pretty well but her pride kept her from speaking. If only she knew that this was another version of her.
“Excuse me? Don’t be ridiculous! I am Weiss Schnee, heiress to the Schnee Dust Corporation,” she spoke through gritted teeth – losing her cool almost immediately, which was something that happened rarely. “You are an imposter. Admit it now, and I will not press charges,” the heiress pointed her finger towards her lookalike; she was rather displeased with the answer she’d been given. Weiss would never praise the other figure out-loud, but she did admit to herself that the lookalike did look strangely like her – albeit, the eye patch was not a good choice; it didn’t go with her outfit at all.
“So, which company do you work for? I mean I cannot blame them for wanting to pull off my look, but I cannot condone such behaviour. Daddy would not be pleased in the slightest,” a groan almost spilled out of her lips at the thought of her Father. No doubt that he would blame this on Weiss, saying she’d brought it on herself with her training.
(Source: frostress, via oneeyedweiss)
*The dark haired faunus boy had been the one who bumped into her, he didn’t mean too but he knew who she was and thought it best not to let her know he did it. He had ran off after that and hid behind a tree, his wolf ears twitching a bit as she came nearer*
As she came to a stop after fleeing from a certain blonde male, she huffed and wheezed, her hands resting on her knees as she tried to control her breathing. It was then that something caught her eye – a pair of ears behind the tree not too far from her. Had Blake been following her? Tch, the nerve of that girl! Why was she spying on her? Did she think that Jaune chasing her was that funny? She strolled on her over to where the figure was standing, ready to give ‘Blake’ an earful. “Why are you following me?” However, she was met with a different person altogether—a Faunus. She groaned in dissatisfaction, increasingly annoyed that she’d been associated with yet another. “Who are you? Are you with The White Fang?” she questioned, her arms now crossed over her stomach, tightening them as she stared frostily towards the male.
(Source: frostress, via jrcodisd)
Aciel stopped, wondering if she should go apologize to the white haired girl she ran into moments ago. “I hope she’s okay…” she sighed. Then, the sound of fast walking heels caught her attention. She turned around, surprised. “Oh-hey! It’s you! Um…” Aciel twiddled her thumbs and looked away from Weiss. “I’m sorry for running into you…I should have apologized when it happened.”
“Yes, you should apologise,” Weiss blurted out without even thinking; she had been trying to be a little kinder to strangers she met nowadays, but her old ways seemed to still be there. “I mean—it’s fine,” she mumbled – to herself more than anything, as she still was having trouble with this whole thing. “Just don’t let me catch you doing that again,” she threw her hands to her hips, her tone a little stern but was still forgiving – or at least she tried to covey that emotion.
(Source: frostress, via volerite-deactivated20150508)
