victory_road | first slash

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[She shouldn't post. Honestly, so long as anyone she knows is here Blake is half tempted to just throw this damn thing away - not because she does not want to see anyone again, but because what possible chance is there that they'd want to see her again? From the posts she's seen vigorously scouring the network they're from earlier down the timeline, which is one of the many concepts that completely baffled her on entry, but hopefully she'll get it eventually?

But there's no way she can hide who she is, no matter how she slices it. If she posts, she'll be found out eventually. If she doesn't, she'll be found out eventually. She's read through all her teammates' posts as research, and then some. Blake Belladonna came up. This isn't what she had wanted to happen, but how could she have predicted... this?

Her voice is even and low, with just the barest hint of a rasp to it.]

Hello. My name is Blake Belladonna, but... some of you already know me. I think I understand this place from what I've been told, but if anyone else has something I should know, I would welcome the advice. And...

[There's a long pause as she turns what she should say next over in her head.]

If anyone is looking for me, I'm leaving this town now. I won't be travelling very fast.

[Click! Off.]

( ooc: blanket warning for rwby v3 spoilers in the comments! please specify up front if you don't want them! )

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Blake, you're getting a teleport to Goldenrod City as soon as we can arrange one.

We need to talk, the four of us. Probably Penny too, since it isn't fair to keep her out of the loop.

[ Seeing the one person that hasn't made a network post in the past couple of weeks (not inside her own body, anyway) might be something of a surprise for Blake. That feeling, at least, can be mutual for them. ]

Blake...? [ Yang sounded tired. Beyond exhausted. She doesn't look it. Her eyes lack deep bags under them, and she wasn't gaunt from lack of nutrition, or from illness. No, the others managed to keep her fed despite her apathy, so her body was making a decent enough recovery since her own re-arrival.

Her hair, though. Yang looked like she hadn't showered properly in a week. But above the collarbone is all that's visible from the way she's seated upright, in bed, with the 'Gear propped up in her lap. She stared down at the screen in disbelief. There should be relief there. Joy.

You can't knit your brows in confusion and make it look happy. It's just impossible. ]

Edited (WORDING!!!) 2016-06-08 04:25 (UTC)

W-wait a second! Don't go anywhere!

[Wow that voice is surprisingly urgent. And small. Probably from a small person, though there's a light sternness behind it..]

It's not safe right now, the roads are all covered with stuff and Pokemon.

[Blake Belladonna, huh?]

you must be the elusive b
man im gonna have to change yalls team name all the ways around to account for both you and penny being here
the fuck am i supposed to do with all these consonants
team brwpy?? nah
rypwb
wait bwrpy i got it
anyway hey im dave strider
sup

[The others have already contacted her, but there's one more member of her team that hasn't...

And that's because she's. Well. Shocked, as the silence when the feed starts shows. Even considering what happened during the chaotic end of the Vytal Festival, Blake's disappearance was one of the thing that hurt the most about that mess. So hearing her again, knowing that she's... well. Okay? She seems okay, but this is Blake, so it's really hard to tell. Still!

When Ruby finally speaks up, the joy is pretty clear in her voice.]

Blake!! You're here!

[A small silence, with audible breathing interspersed. Should she say anything? She's debating, but.

In the end, Ashley speaks up, quietly.] You're...the other member of Team RWBY? You're going to meet up with them, right?

[...that's not a hint of accusation in her voice, swear, it's mostly curiosity]

HEY
DAVE ALREADY TOLD YOU ABOUT PEOPLE WRITING IN COLORS WHO KNOW YOUR GROUP SO
I'M KARKAT, I KNOW YOUR GROUP, INTRO FUCKING OVER.
OH AND WHAT DAVE NEGLECTED TO MENTION IS THAT ***SOME OF US*** HAVE REASONS BEYOND MERE OCULAR GLOBE-INSPIRED IDIOTWHIMSY TO EXPLAIN OUR FUCKING FONT COLORS
EVEN IF I GUESS MINE AREN'T RELEVANT ANYMORE BUT STILL.

Salutations, Blake! It's good to see you.

[A genuine, if slightly tired smile.]

I, um, should probably ask what the others have told you first.

oh gosh hi!!!! :D
welcome to johto officially blake!
my name is jade!
unfortunately due to time shenanigans our first conversation was lost to the sands of time so some of what i say might not make sense
the donphan in the room i will address first is: yes i know you are a faunus
please dont be upset with your team for telling me they only did so because i mentioned having dog traits in my own world
so technically i am an alternate universe faunus :o
i do not know your whole life story or anything just that you are a faunus and a friend
so im really glad you finally came for real this time! :)
thats the obvious stuff out of the way
do you have any questions for me?

besides 'why the fucking screaming hell are you typing in green text'
its my eye color :p

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OH YEAH, DON'T READ THIS, JUST DON'T

[Voice]

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[voice][oh god I'm so sorry this is so late]

[Voice]

text PRETEND THIS ISN'T LATE

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