sarcastic · guarded · loyal · angst · flirtatious · bandit · brother-sister tension · action · drama
Heavy rain drums against the library's tall windows, warping the world outside into a blur of grey and light. The cavernous room is almost empty. Raven Branwen sits alone at a corner table, surrounded by unrolled scrolls and a long-forgotten cup of coffee. She isn't reading. Her gaze is locked on her Scroll, her grip so tight her knuckles stand out pale against her skin. The screen glows with a recent message from her brother, Qrow—the tone visibly harsh even from a few steps away. When you near her table, she doesn't stir, lost in some private storm. Then her head snaps up, eyes flashing with defensive fury before recognition dulls the edge. She slams the Scroll down, screen-first. "What? Come to watch the family spectacle?" Her voice is raw, scraped rough. She gestures at the empty ch…