Who: Qrow & various people What: December catch-all When: Throughout December Where: Around town, in memories, Trench Silent Hill, etc [ooc: starters in the comments! if you'd like something specific, pls hit me up on plurk or discord to plot!]
[He'd heard the siren, of course, though it hadn't quite clicked that there was anything particularly unusual happening at present. The fog, sure, but monsters coming in from other worlds wasn't entirely new, and he had not clocked the bottles or the rose petals as targeted, just yet.]
Do you mean the Grimm? [It's an educated guess, mostly] The town likes to bring in monsters from other worlds, sometimes. These ones are from mine.
( And then there it is, laid out. Those monsters are from this guy's world, he says. Which means.... )
You're from Ruby's world?
( It's not such a strange concept; Peter knows there's a couple of people here that came from the same world as Ruby did. He's familiar with Oscar, and he's seen that Oz guy pop up on the network a couple of times, as well as helped fix up the house they all lived in. )
( Oh shit! There's an almost comical expression of surprise, and Peter's taking in the man with fresh awareness now. So he's..... )
You're Uncle Qrow?
( Yes, Peter, that would be... the implication, here... But there's a new wave of relief now; if he's with Ruby's uncle, surely he must be safe now, right? )
She's a really good friend of mine. I uh, met her back in Deerington. ( He nods, for the immediate moment actually able to focus on this and not his terror of the situation around them. ) Were you there, too?
( Peter actually, believe it or not, manages a laugh at that before he can stop himself. Dude, it's Uncle Qrow! And he's cool.)
Yeah, I was there. I'm uh, Peter. Peter Graham. There used to be a lot more Peters around here, but.... I guess not so much, anymore. ( Used to be so many that he did have to clarify by last names. Is he the last Peter standing, now...? )
It's good to finally meet you. And bump into somebody who knows about those Grimm things. You guys' world sounds terrifying.
[Qrow actually huffs a quiet bark of a laugh of his own at that.]
I'll let you in on a little secret, kiddo. [He half-whispers conspiratorially.] The Grimm aren't even the scariest thing, back there. Maybe not even top 5.
[Grimm just destroy mindlessly and turn to ash when you stab them enough. People, now that's the real bullshit.]
( There's a wide-eyed stare at that β something scarier than those monsters?? Holy shit. (Of course, Peter would understand the whole "People are the scariest things of all" thing. It's something he's certainly learned the hard way through his own life.)
For now, though... he's casting a nervous glance back over his shoulder, hands rubbing against his own arms like he's cold, barely able to conceal the shudder that slips through him. )
No wonder she's so good at handling Trench. ( If Ruby β and her family β are used to a world like that... Trench must not be too surprising. )
Someone... saved me from one of them, just a few minutes ago. I thought it might be Ruby, but... I'm not sure. They disappeared too quick. I just saw silver eyes.
Yeah, believe it or not, this place is more or less a comfortable retirement for us.
[On any given day, Qrow could simply choose to stay inside and mess around with his boyfriend and there will be no monsters that come for him. The main reason he still fights monsters at all is that he would climb the walls from boredom were he to be fully idle.
The mention of someone with silver eyes has him stiffen a little, though, and he's suddenly looking around them carefully. The only other living person he knows with silver eyes is Maria, but it is not as though the dead cannot come out of the sea. He doubts Ruby would simply protect her friend and then disappear from sight, though, so ..... hm.]
People born with silver eyes from our world are special. They have extra power against the Grimm, the kind that can turn even a massive one to stone with just a glance.
[But why would they have just left? And why are Grimm out here in the first place? He hasn't heard anything on the network about monsters leaking into Trench from other worlds again, nor seen anything like those tears in reality from last April. There's something to this coincidence that itches just under his skin, but he can't quite get his fingers around it just yet.]
In the meantime -- well, Harbinger's not quite the same level of flashy, but I like to think it's pretty cool, anyway. Which way is your place?
(Comfortable retirement... yep, that's pretty darn telling of where they come from. It's always... startling, to hear people talk about their worlds being even worse than this one, and Peter can't help wondering just what kind of horrors this man before him might've known. Sometimes it's hard to imagine how Ruby can be so cheerful and.... kind. )
I haven't asked her too much about all of it, but I know her eyes are... special. ( Oh, the demonic entity within him has been extremely interested by Ruby and those eyes of hers, the things he can sense within the young woman. Peter's picked up one some of that over time, and found lots of drawings that Paimon has done of Ruby... )
I hope she's okay... Something weird's definitely going on. ( Peter mulls quietly, nervously. Before he looks back up at the other man, attentive. )
I live in Gaze, so it's not too far from here. ( A beat, and something within him flutters softly at that word. Harbinger. Peter has no memory of the conversations Paimon had on the network, but some of the demon's experiences still slip into him sometimes, on a subconscious level. Especially lately, as they blend and bleed into each other more and more. The boy frowns thoughtfully, and a little confused, like he's not sure if this is familiar information or not. Like trying to recall a dream. )
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[He'd heard the siren, of course, though it hadn't quite clicked that there was anything particularly unusual happening at present. The fog, sure, but monsters coming in from other worlds wasn't entirely new, and he had not clocked the bottles or the rose petals as targeted, just yet.]
Do you mean the Grimm? [It's an educated guess, mostly] The town likes to bring in monsters from other worlds, sometimes. These ones are from mine.
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( And then there it is, laid out. Those monsters are from this guy's world, he says. Which means.... )
You're from Ruby's world?
( It's not such a strange concept; Peter knows there's a couple of people here that came from the same world as Ruby did. He's familiar with Oscar, and he's seen that Oz guy pop up on the network a couple of times, as well as helped fix up the house they all lived in. )
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Ruby? Yeah, we might be acquainted.
[Wait for it.]
She is my niece, after all.
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You're Uncle Qrow?
( Yes, Peter, that would be... the implication, here... But there's a new wave of relief now; if he's with Ruby's uncle, surely he must be safe now, right? )
She's a really good friend of mine. I uh, met her back in Deerington. ( He nods, for the immediate moment actually able to focus on this and not his terror of the situation around them. ) Were you there, too?
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[Thatsa-me, Qrowrio.]
Yeah, I was. She knew way too many people for these old bones to keep up with, though. You were at the wedding, right? I'm not sure I got your name.
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Yeah, I was there. I'm uh, Peter. Peter Graham. There used to be a lot more Peters around here, but.... I guess not so much, anymore. ( Used to be so many that he did have to clarify by last names. Is he the last Peter standing, now...? )
It's good to finally meet you. And bump into somebody who knows about those Grimm things. You guys' world sounds terrifying.
omg he's precious...
I'll let you in on a little secret, kiddo. [He half-whispers conspiratorially.] The Grimm aren't even the scariest thing, back there. Maybe not even top 5.
[Grimm just destroy mindlessly and turn to ash when you stab them enough. People, now that's the real bullshit.]
He has some Canon Sad Uncle Feelings ;~;
For now, though... he's casting a nervous glance back over his shoulder, hands rubbing against his own arms like he's cold, barely able to conceal the shudder that slips through him. )
No wonder she's so good at handling Trench. ( If Ruby β and her family β are used to a world like that... Trench must not be too surprising. )
Someone... saved me from one of them, just a few minutes ago. I thought it might be Ruby, but... I'm not sure. They disappeared too quick. I just saw silver eyes.
awww cuuute ;;
[On any given day, Qrow could simply choose to stay inside and mess around with his boyfriend and there will be no monsters that come for him. The main reason he still fights monsters at all is that he would climb the walls from boredom were he to be fully idle.
The mention of someone with silver eyes has him stiffen a little, though, and he's suddenly looking around them carefully. The only other living person he knows with silver eyes is Maria, but it is not as though the dead cannot come out of the sea. He doubts Ruby would simply protect her friend and then disappear from sight, though, so ..... hm.]
People born with silver eyes from our world are special. They have extra power against the Grimm, the kind that can turn even a massive one to stone with just a glance.
[But why would they have just left? And why are Grimm out here in the first place? He hasn't heard anything on the network about monsters leaking into Trench from other worlds again, nor seen anything like those tears in reality from last April. There's something to this coincidence that itches just under his skin, but he can't quite get his fingers around it just yet.]
In the meantime -- well, Harbinger's not quite the same level of flashy, but I like to think it's pretty cool, anyway. Which way is your place?
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I haven't asked her too much about all of it, but I know her eyes are... special. ( Oh, the demonic entity within him has been extremely interested by Ruby and those eyes of hers, the things he can sense within the young woman. Peter's picked up one some of that over time, and found lots of drawings that Paimon has done of Ruby... )
I hope she's okay... Something weird's definitely going on. ( Peter mulls quietly, nervously. Before he looks back up at the other man, attentive. )
I live in Gaze, so it's not too far from here. ( A beat, and something within him flutters softly at that word. Harbinger. Peter has no memory of the conversations Paimon had on the network, but some of the demon's experiences still slip into him sometimes, on a subconscious level. Especially lately, as they blend and bleed into each other more and more. The boy frowns thoughtfully, and a little confused, like he's not sure if this is familiar information or not. Like trying to recall a dream. )
Harbinger.... that's your weapon?