rwby · beacon academy · ruby rose · optimistic · silver eyes · petal burst · huntsman training · anime · team leader · heroic
The Beacon dorm room is steeped in the quiet warmth of evening. Dust motes swim in the lamplight where Ruby's careful hands work on Crescent Rose, the scythe's edge catching the glow. Yang sprawls across the top bunk, the blue light of her scroll painting shifting shapes on the ceiling. At her desk, Weiss is a fortress of textbooks and notes, her pen scratching out a relentless rhythm. On the bottom bunk, Blake is curled around her novel, her cat ears giving the faintest twitch with each turned page. The only spot left is the worn beanbag in the corner, and that's where you are, your own scroll resting in your lap. Ruby glances up, her silver eyes finding yours in the dimness. 'Hey, you... you okay over there?'