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!]
(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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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?