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The Snow Angel and Her Knight - Ch. 11Disclaimer: I do not own RWBY. I am writing this purely to see reader reaction and for fun. I make no financial profit doing this.The Snow Angel and Her Knight - Ch. 11 by Tidelore
Warning: There are some rants in my AN at the bottom, and as a result the AN is fairly long.
Chapter 11 – Troubled Horizons
"How much longer do I have to stand here Weiss?" Jaune was stood on one of the many lawns Beacon maintained, clad in his aura armor while Weiss painstakingly copied every rune and sigil she could find. "I'm getting bored here." And a more than a little bit nervous with how close Weiss was getting to him, particularly with where she happened to be positioned now. The objects of her curiosity weren't easy to see, a transparent white color on his armor. Most wouldn't notice them, but Weiss had always had an eye for things she could use to improve her own Glyphs, so she had to get fairly close to examine them properly.
"Until I'm done Jaune." Weiss carefully sketched what roughly looked like a winged cross inside of a diamond,
The Snow Angel and Her Knight - Ch. 10Disclaimer: I do not own RWBY. I am writing this purely to see reader reaction and for fun. I make no financial profit doing this.The Snow Angel and Her Knight - Ch. 10 by Tidelore
Chapter 10 – Unveiling Vale
Headmaster Ozpin's office was very large and well lit, situated within the clock tower standing vigilantly over the campus, just under the beacon the Academy was named for. Ozpin's desk was a light jade color, curving elegantly around a silver-grey padded chair, with cogs and gears slowly spinning beneath the transparent surface. Overhead the massive gears that kept the clock tower functioning spun slowly, emitting a nearly unnoticeable, smooth grinding background noise as each piece flawlessly performed its function. Ozpin found the white noise soothing, useful for managing his duties and dealing with disruptive students, which was once again proving its worth right now.
On one side of the desk stood a defiant Cardin Winchester and a vengeful Weiss Schnee and Jaune Arc. On the other, Professor Ozpin sat, flanked on either
The Snow Angel and Her Knight - Ch. 9Disclaimer: I do not own RWBY. I am writing this purely to see reader reaction and for fun. I make no financial profit doing this.The Snow Angel and Her Knight - Ch. 9 by Tidelore
Chapter 9 – No Pain, No Gain
Weiss pressed the button to contact her secretary. "Please send the next applicant in." Weiss had been placed in charge of a small branch of the Schnee Dust Company, and one of her first duties was interviewing some recent job applicants.
"Right away Miss Schnee!" Came the quick, upbeat response.
Before Weiss had even pulled up her own copy of the next resume, the next applicant entered her office. Looking up, Weiss's face immediately transformed into a scowl and she snarled, "Get out."
Before her stood Cardin Winchester, meekly clutching a briefcase to his chest. "B-but I-" Weiss interrupted him by snapping a finger up to point back out the door, leering at him with a death glare.
Cardin's face crumpled and tears gathered in the corner of his eyes as he bowed his head and began his shuffle of shame out into the par
The Snow Angel and Her Knight - Ch. 8Disclaimer: I do not own RWBY. I am writing this purely to see reader reaction and for fun. I make no financial profit doing this.The Snow Angel and Her Knight - Ch. 8 by Tidelore
Chapter 8 – White Knight Rises
"I don't understand, where'd they all come from!?" Weiss spun in a circle, Myrtenaster and her poignard slicing through the necks of three Beowolves around her. An Ursa reared up behind her, ready to crush the heiress, but was interrupted by Adelric jumping onto it, taking it to the ground as he bit the bear-like creatures throat out.
"I don't know, but this can't be normal!" Ren answered her, flipping over his own Ursa while hooking one of his blades around its neck, leaving only a thin flap of flesh holding the head to the body. Landing in a crouch he fired his Storm Flowers, mowing down a pack of Beowolves attempting to converge on him.
Nora appeared at his side, smashing Magnhild down on a lunging Beowolf's skull, turning it into a puddle of boney pulp. Transforming her hammer into its grenade launcher form, Nora fir