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[kintsugambol]

STAGGR

ABOUT ME

Blake Belladonna

FULL NAME

19

AGE

January 19

BIRTHDAY

She/Her

PRONOUNS

Taken

RELATIONSHIP STATUS

I'm bi. Figure it out.

INTERESTED IN

6010 Swan Lane

ADDRESS

Huntress
Assistant librarian

OCCUPATION

"There is no past self more important than who you are right now."

FAVORITE QUOTE

The Harpees

FAVORITE MUSICIANS

Ninjas of Love
The Man With Two Souls
The Corpse Doctor
The Vampire Count
Beauty and the Beast

FAVORITE BOOKS

Whatever my team is dragging me to

FAVORITE MOVIES/TV SHOWS

EXPERIENCE

Beacon Academy
Private tutors (emphasis on law, politics, history, diplomacy)

EDUCATION

Huntress training
Combat
Firearms safety
Weapons training
Diplomacy
Politics
Stealth
Infiltration
Security culture
Street medicine

TRAINING

Being a huntress is a full time job.

PAST JOB EXPERIENCE

English?

LANGUAGES

Writing. Music. Public speaking.

ADDITIONAL TALENTS

CONTACT ME

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betenoire

deerlyBeloved
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Comments

Video UN: GrimmReaper (Yeah. She stole Maria's name. Fight her.)

[clickclickbloom]

Hey. Team status check.

Let me know that you're okay and got off the boat.

un: betenoire

[kintsugambol]

Ruby! [ yeah she's visibly relieved to hear from them. ]

Yang and I are okay. We've got Zwei with us, and we ended up in... some town? At a house that looks like it belongs to Weiss.

[clickclickbloom]

Blake!

[Ruby lets out a sigh of relief and smiles widely into the camera.]

Oh thank goodness. I'm glad both of you and Zwei are okay. Tell him I miss him a whole bunch!

...Or get Yang to. I know you both have some issues with one another.

Oh. I remember some people on the ship mentioning a town. That must be it.

I don't think we ended up in the same spot at all.

[kintsugambol]

... Yeah, I don't think so either. And I'll get Yang to pass that along.

Where are you two?

[clickclickbloom]

I'd appreciate it!

[Ruby turns her Fluid to give Blake a better look at the underwater facility Ruby had found herself in. Taking a moment to focus on a sign that said Rapture before pointing at the glass ceiling keeping them contained from the water and see life outside.]

Someplace called Rapture by the looks of it. There are some signs around mentioning a party a couple months ago but I haven't seen anyone native to the place yet.

Gives me a serious case of the creeps.

text; un: bottlerocket

[thepunshow]

Blake, we've got official Huntress jobs! It's all cool information gathering stuff. You in?

[ is yang texting from the other room? probably. ]

calling from the next room

[kintsugambol]

[ lazing on the couch with a book tbh. ]

Who's the client?

[thepunshow]

[ respect. ]

The first job's from a guy named Shiro. He's down in Rapture, but wanted someone to find for his teammates from Team KLPS: Lance, Pidge, and Keith. I think he might have already found Pidge and I saw a post on the network by Lance so they should be okay there. Looks like Keith might still be missing.

[ there's a brief pause while yang shifts her fluid to her other shoulder and a quiet, 'zwei, i'm working here! we can play after this, promise!' ]

Then the second one's from Amara, she's cool. Like, Ace Ops cool. Anyway, she wanted pictures of the town to see if it's creepy like everyone says since she's underwater, too, and.... [ dumb dramatic pause because she knows the second part will interest her. ] Wanted to know the kinds of tea they've got up here.

[kintsugambol]

This is dumb, Yang, get in here.

[ this conversation can wait until they're not calling from the living room to the kitchen. ]

[thepunshow]

Coming!

[ yang disconnects the call then rounds the corner with a smile stretching from ear to ear. things are looking up, raining squid non withstanding. there's real, actual work to do instead of quietly worrying over ruby's and weiss's safety and this newfound domesticity with blake is...nice.

yeah, nice. ]

So, what do you think? Not bad for first jobs, right?

Action; no reply; December 24th

[borntolove]

[Left outside the house is a dark blue basket. Inside is an associate of tea, chocolates, a box of lemon drops, a bottle of wine and a copy of Charles Dickens, Christmas Carol. A blue Tardis-shaped card attached to the basket says, 'Santa' in silver marker.]

action; holiday party - cw for vague references to alcoholism

[bolstafir]

[So...a holiday party. Admittedly, he's only really here because of Ruby and Yang--being in close quarters with a lot of people, many of whom are likely to be very drunk and thus more accident-prone than usual, is not exactly his idea of a good time, especially when partaking himself would've been the primary attraction to such a thing in the past.

But it's been...a really trying few months, and it's a nice, harmless way to relax. He's even acquiesced to a silly hat the girls insisted on, and though he finds himself mostly wallflowering awkwardly by the snack table, the atmosphere is cheerful enough to be infectious. He watches Ruby accosting various partygoers to vote for her costume and he watches Yang dance with Blake to a fast song and then a slow one, and it feels for the first time in a long time like it might be okay to just stop and rest. Everything in Remnant is up in the air, but for a moment it's safe and warm and everyone is happy, and it's a nice fantasy to indulge that they could build a life here instead.

His little reverie of sorts is interrupted by the familiar sound of minor crashes nearby; someone trips over the hem of their dress, knocking into someone else so they drop what they're holding and bringing yet a third person to pivot reflexively....right into Blake and whatever ill-fated beverage she happened to be drinking, which goes all over the floor with a splash.

There is a distinct moment when Qrow sighs, turning to grab a fistful of napkins and kneeling to start mopping up the mess. It's more his fault than Blake's, after all.]

Sorry. I'll get you a new one.

[So much for avoiding the bar, but--it's fine. It'll be fine.]

[kintsugambol]

[ it's been a great night so far, even if she's mostly been wallflowering and nursing drinks over the course of things. she's danced with yang a few times, which has been the highlight. the boozy eggnog had been great, and she'd moved onto a less rich drink after.

then, her umetini goes flying, and that's... kind of irritating. but honestly, seeing qrow go to the trouble to try to make it right does a lot to counteract her annoyance over it. accidents happen, regardless of whether background activity from a semblance causes the spark.

blake hasn't exactly talked to qrow very much since she arrived back in town; there have been other things to attend to. still, if ruby and yang are family, if she sees any kind of future with yang...

then the others in their family are part of the deal, too. ]

It's fine, Qrow. And... I don't think that's a good idea. I'll handle it.

[bolstafir]

[There's a very slight flinch at I don't think that's a good idea. She doesn't trust him to be able to handle it, which is....not unfair, given that it hasn't been very long at all, in Atlas. Argus would be fresher in her mind than his own, and even with Deerington it hasn't been that long, maybe a bit more than half a year, all told.

Of the kids he's been traveling with for all these past months, she probably has the least reason to have faith in him. So really, he should just let it go. It's not a big deal.

At the same time, it's embarrassing, and he doesn't like the idea of ... well, of yang, honestly, thinking that truly so little had changed by now that he couldn't handle this much. It would feel too much like an admission of failure.]

I'm fine, really. It's been awhile for me, now.

[He sounds more confident than he entirely is, almost a thin thread of defensiveness in it. His hands are quickly shoved into his pockets to hide any trace of a tremor to them.]

[kintsugambol]

[ blake can tell she struck a nerve, and she winces, not sure what to do here. really, it's not that she doesn't trust him, so much as—generally, it's just not usually a great idea to let a recovering addict near the problem in the first place. she's seen enough to be aware of that much.

it's somewhat clear qrow is fronting a little, but... maybe not entirely. she doubts he's looking for an excuse to go over to the bar, and maybe learning to trust himself around the stuff isn't the worst idea. who can say. ]

Then... thanks. If you're sure. [ she relents, finally. it might be best to just let him. ] It's seven parts umeshu, three parts gin, and a little cranberry juice.

Text: UN - IceCream, January 19th, 12:01 AM

[threelayers]

You may thank your girfriend for this.
If she shall wake me up at midnight with the notif, I will return the favor.

Apparently, Happy Birthday is in order.

1/19 a little bit after midnight

[hallucinogem]

Happy birthday, Blake.
Hope things are going okay.
(Yang told me. I called her gay for you, don't worry about it.)

[kintsugambol]

thanks, emerald.

things are... you know how it is, here. but it could be a lot worse. and thanks, glad you've got that covered

[hallucinogem]

Yeah. It could always be way, way worse.
I hope you two are getting some good time together to relax. I know looking gift horses in the mouth is generally a bad idea, but, like. They usually only treat us this nice if something big's coming.
What goes up...

[kintsugambol]

always comes down. i know.
there's always a catch, always another shoe about to drop. but that's not news
it's been nice for us. even if things are about to go bad, it might be worth it for these past two weeks

how are things going for you?

2 weeks before murder prom

[thepunshow]

Soooooooooooo
I've been thinking

[kintsugambol]

that's always dangerous, xiao long.

what about?

[thepunshow]

You like dangerous
Well Ruby's school is having a dance and they need a few chaperones
I was going to volunteer for it. Dressing up and getting out for the night'll be fun
Might be a lot more fun if there was someone else with me. Like in a date capacity

Happen to know any girls who might be free?

[kintsugambol]

i can think of one in particular. just your type. you know that one girl at the library? the goth one

[hallucinogem]

[it's a late night in the safehouse in vacuo. the story of what happened beneath atlas is still mostly unknown to emerald, but she knows that team rwby has returned safely and that's all that matters. she's spent time trying to build unearned bridges, and though she's never had to work that hard with the sisters, it's the monochrome half of the team that worries her. no amount of vouching can win everyone over, she fears.]

[what's woken her this time, though, is the dream of fire. the embers that could never stop smoldering. how could they when it's barely been a handful of weeks? why wouldn't visions of cinder come to her in her darkest moments and remind her of how much of a disappointment she is? how badly she's failed her?]

[she's upstairs in a room with oscar; no one else seems to be willing to sleep around her. he's still sleeping, she can see in the blue glow. it's not clear why her fingers trail to blake belladonna's name, still on her scroll from their days at beacon. maybe she just wants to talk to someone she's sure will hate her, so at least she can focus on that instead of cinder. a new nightmare.]

Hey. You up down there?
Looking for someone to talk to after some shitty dreams.

It's Emerald, by the way.