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[specialist_snowflake]

You've reached the voicemail of:

Winter. Schnee.

who is not available at this time to take your call. Please leave a message after the tone.

*beep*

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[Action-ish | Morning]

[mother_of_monsters]

[On Monday morning, Winter will find a small package in front of her door, next to it there's a calia lily in a glass base and a small white card. The only thing written on the card is 'Have a nice day, Miss Winter Schnee', so she knows this was not a understandingly.

If Winter decided to open the package, she will find inside a wooden jewellery box, clearly hand made, with an snowflake design on it.]

[Action-ish | Morning]

[specialist_snowflake]

[Though the gifts are regarded with open suspicion, a summoned Ursa lays her apprehensions to rest after it opens the box and inspects the flowers. There appear to be no poisons, drugs, or hidden devices.]

[Honestly, had they arrived with a name on them, they would have been immediately returned. But as her room is spartan and the excellent craftsmanship of the box as well as the artful lines of the flower do please her, she eventually relents and places them within her room.]

immediately after getting hung up on

[whiteas]

Winter, you know why it's not hypocritical? Because I was strong enough to immediately realize I was out of line and apologize for insulting you. I don't hang up on people because they disagree with me, and I don't hire complete strangers to watch after new arrivals who are scared enough already that they shouldn't be accosted by a private military group the second they arrive!

So you know what, you can respond to this or not but you're the one acting like a child right now. Grow up and show some respect for the people who have been here taking care of this place and themselves and dying for this place while you were nowhere to be found. I'm trying to help you, but since you're such a stubborn-- Forget it. I'm not apologizing for trying to clean up the mess you're making before you made it worse.

[specialist_snowflake]

[She's correct not to expect a response, as none is forthcoming.]

[Audio]

[youfool]

[Much as Ted might believe the Schnee family tree should be removed from the grove, he knows what it's like to express unpopular opinions. and trampling on others' feelings.]

Good morning Ms. Winter. This is Ted Satchel. For what it's worth, your criticisms were constructive and cogent. Your offer to instruct others, free of charge, was also constructive and salutary. Tempting, too!

[Audio]

[specialist_snowflake]

I have no need for flattery, nor do I require agreement to consider my critique wholly justified.

[Even so, she's glad there are others who understand the perils of negligence. She's just not allowed to say nice things out loud. The universe would shatter.]

If you wish to undergo training, I can have it arranged. But though I do not charge monetarily, I expect absolute commitment and obedience, as well as full contribution dedicated to the training of others within your hypothetical unit. It is not a pleasant excursion, and thus could hardly be considered...tempting.

Nonetheless, I endorse one's efforts bent toward self-improvement.

[Monday 6th | Morning]

[mother_of_monsters]

[Today, Weiss will find in front of her door a package with an assortment of bath salts and next to them some peonies in a bucket with a turquoise bow around them. In the card, there's written a short poem about Winter:]

Sensational tresses like locks of snow

Passionate eyes like embers aglow
A pale face with indication of desire
Surrounded by subtle white fire

Delicate limbs carved by ice
Shrouded in thy gown of sleet
Alluring smile; we it shall entice
Still she lies, so quiet and sweet

Enclosed by the winter white
A single loved and precious sight
On the wind her whispers ride
and on the wind the hymn does glide

Upon the horizon the sun ascends
When the wind dies down and the hymn does end
The silence falls and she makes amends
With still and peace her heart does mend

[Monday 6th | Morning]

[specialist_snowflake]

[BUT WHY.]

[She's never been so confused in all her life. Is this some elaborate prank? She might suspect bribery if a name had been left, but no. Once again, she suspiciously tests everything, dissolving the salts in a glass of water and ensuring they won't poison or harm her before adding them to her baths.]

[...And she has to admit that she does enjoy a good soak, so she keeps them. The peonies, too, are a refreshing change.]

[The poem is rudely stapled to her bulletin board for a thorough handwriting analysis, but as she doesn't have any other samples of Dray's writing, she comes up short on the culprit's identity.]

voice, November 7th, evening

[sarcaskick]

[ He never thought he'd go out of his way to contact the Alpha Ice Queen, but with Yang not answering her device and Weiss going suspiciously silent at the same time, he's not sure where to start looking for clues.

Desperate times, desperate measures. ]

Winter, this is Nova City Guardian Mercury Black.

[ Because she's big on titles and all. ]

I need to know when, exactly, the last time you saw your sister was.

voice, November 7th, evening

[specialist_snowflake]

[The response comes quickly; Winter has full access to her communicator in the evening, and she's been anxious for word.]

[Who is this bitch oh he introduced himself.]

Our last communication was yesterday morning. We were to meet for dinner after she completed her mission.

I trust you are making an effort to find her within your realm.

[Monday 13th | Morning]

[mother_of_monsters]

[Dray knows that Winter is having a hard time now that Weiss is missing so the present this week is a little different. The flower is actually a plant, a small base with four left clovers. The present comes in a small silver and lavender box, it's a taweez , a lucky charm necklace.

The card only says 'For good luck'.]

[Monday 13th | Morning]

[specialist_snowflake]

[She's doing much better now that Weiss has been found. Still, the sentiment isn't missed.]

[Doesn't mean she won't fully test the gifts for traps anyway, because Winter never changes. She'll put the necklace in the jewelry box as a bonus for her little sister who likely needs the luck far more than Winter does. But she'll care for the plants.]

voice; nov. 14th

[whiteas]

Winter, I think we need to have a makeup tea session at some point today Ican'twaitthatlongI'mgettingmarried, Winter.

[ SHE WAITED TOO LONG WITH YANG AND JAUNE SHE CANT NOT SHARE NOW GOD ]

voice; nov. 14th

[specialist_snowflake]

Greetings, Weiss. I'm afraid I'm heavily engaged in my duties at the moment. But perhaps we could meet on Friday.

[And then the tumble of words come forth. Winter's head pulls back slightly, a faint rise of her eyebrows.]

...Married?

Video - Morning of November 17th

[thedaddyissue]

[For his call to Winter, he’s waited till he’s back in his office. Winter is oddly protective of Weiss, so he’d much rather do this in a more comfortable place; somehow, he thinks Winter won’t accept the news about her sister as well as Whitley did.]

Winter, Weiss might not answer your calls for a few days, but I assure you she’s unharmed so don’t go forming a search party for her.

Video - Morning of November 17th

[specialist_snowflake]

[Being protective of a little sister is hardly odd to anyone but Jacques. Even so, this video is...baffling. And it makes her uneasy to hear that Weiss is out of contact. Given how much Weiss has been wanting to distance herself from their father, she would expect such an update to come from the girl herself, not Jacques. Her brow wrinkles as her eyes flick back and forth over the screen.]

Please explain.

action;

[ironwoody]

[sometimes ironwood could be generous, and this was one of those times. they hadn't really talked since he had yelled at her and now it was time to check up on her. he went to her apartment, knocked lightly at the door, and waited for her to open it.]

action;

[specialist_snowflake]

[Winter doesn't get visitors. Literally never; she has yet to hear a single person knock on her door, and given how rarely she's at home, it's not surprising. So part of her is hopeful that it's her little sister, having managed to break away from whatever fool notion her father had in mind, and she yanks her robe on over her nightgown. She's heedless of her unpinned hair, tying the robe sash around her trim waist as she reaches the door and throws it open. Her pale face is flushed, and despite the fact that she's had no physical exertion, she's breathing a little fast.]

[It's not Weiss. It's her boss.]

General Ironwood...!

[She's not in uniform, but her stance immediately goes rigid as if she were.]

I apologize. Had I known you meant to call, I...

[Would be more suitably dressed? Less unkempt? The words don't come, much to her frustration. And that's rare for her to leave a sentence completely unfinished.]

How may I serve you?

[Tuesday 28 | Morning]

[mother_of_monsters]

[This week's present arrives on Tuesday's morning instead of Monday. The attaches note read 'Sorry for the delay! Busy Week. Hope you are doing ok.'

The presents are three Ceramic Rhino Planters with different types of succulent plants.]

[specialist_snowflake]

[When Winter finds the gift, she sighs, rubbing a hand across her forehead. This person is relentlessly caring to the point where even she feels a small twinge of guilt at being annoyed. Everything seems genuine, but in her position, she simply can't afford to relax her guard. She performs the usual tests, and as usual finds nothing worthy of alarm, and puts the planters on her windowsill so the succulents can soak up plenty of sun.]

[Monday 4th | morning]

[mother_of_monsters]

[Dray make it a point to leave the post on Sunday night so the next Monday morning Witner would find a white box with a silver bow that contains a pair of white leather gloves. Next to them there's a card that reads 'It's getting cold, take care' and a base with winter flowers plant: Calendulas.]

[Monday 4th | morning]

[specialist_snowflake]

[Well isn't this nice! She's relied on her own gloves for a long time to weather the cold, but admittedly these seem far more cozy and elegant than the simple leather things she just peeled off and tossed on the table before opening the gift.]

[She smiles at the note.]

Awwww...

[None of these items are subjected to her usual tests. She holds the pot and raises the flowers to see if there's a scent, then carries it into the kitchen to get it some water. She's quite pleased, and somewhat touched.]

Video - December 4

[thedaddyissue]

[Jacques has taken a day to recuperate from his rejection from Weiss. He knows that she needs space right now, but surely there's something he can do to make it up to her, right?

So he's contacted the person Weiss looks up to the most in the world.]

Hi dear. I did something terrible to Weiss and now she won't talk to me. I can't say I blame her, but... Can you think of anything I could do to show her how truly sorry I am? Or maybe you could talk to her? I can't go on with her hating me like this.

[He'd cried himself to sleep last night.]

[specialist_snowflake]

[Regular Winter would not have responded at all, freezing him out of her life and refusing to speak to him. But this Winter glowers at the screen.]

We are NOT having this conversation, are we? Oh, Father, honestly!

[She remembers that event, albeit much differently. Her memories place her right there with the rest of the team, boldly shouldering aside security with a practical frontal charge to save her little sister.]

I'm not the person you should be asking to argue with her on your behalf! You tried to erase her memories of the man she ardently loves, after all. The only thing I can think of would be to pledge your blessing and full support in her future marriage. But I wouldn't expect there to be much at all you can do to repair the trust you've broken.

[Tuesday 12th | morning | After the Buterlfy event]

[mother_of_monsters]

[It's been some eventful days but Dray hasn't forgotten about the weekly presents he leaves Winter. Today, the card reads 'Last week was weird. you were fun but I like the real you better. Never change xo xo.'

in front of her door there's a blue box with small silver stars in it and inside the box, the following: A handmade ring made of resin and wood with a winter lanscape and a geometric glass terrarium with a white rose inside it.]

[specialist_snowflake]

[This person must be mad to prefer Winter as she is. And yet, Metal Man seemed to say the same thing. It's...a strange feeling. And not a bad one. Winter would hardly consider herself to be a popular person, nor has she ever sought to be 'liked' at the cost of efficiency.]

[But this is oddly...comforting.]

[And she finds it a pity she doesn't normally wear rings because she actually really likes this one. Maybe she'll keep it for a special occasion. The rose goes onto her bathroom window sill where sunlight filters in through the frosted panes.]

[Monday 25th | morning]

[mother_of_monsters]

[Its Christmas morning, so this time the presents are a bit more especial. The attacked note reads: "Miss, this will be my last anonymous present, I hope you enjoyed them and that this next year bring you more happiness. See you around, Winter."

There's a big box wrapped in light blue paper with with white reindeer in it and a silver bow. Next to it, a snapdragon flowerpot. Inside the box there's a giant squishable white bunny plush and a small box containing a silver hairpin.]

[December 24th | Afternoon]

[mother_of_monsters]

There's a Christmas card left at the front door that reads:

"May the Christmas season fill your home with joy, your heart with love and your life with laughter. Happy Holidays!"

And then it's just signed:

/ᐠ __ ᐟ\
(=｀ﻌ´=) ฅ˒˒♥

Text - Christmas

[thedaddyissue]

Merry Christmas! I sent you a gift in the mail, so if it hasn't yet arrived keep an eye out! Love you!

[Playing nice is going to get old fast. Hopefully it won't take too long into fooling him that his week as Nice Dad had changed him.]

[specialist_snowflake]

[Winter's eyes narrow at the string of text. Why must he plague her with falsehoods? She hasn't even opened the gift, having left it alone and unloved in the corner of the living room. Just like he used to do to Weiss! :D Until he sees fit to address his blatant crimes against his younger daughter, Winter has nothing to say to him.]

immediately after christmas! text

[whiteas]

Winter, I know I'm supposed to solve my problems on my own, but I don't know what to do. After everything Father did, he still thought it was okay to text me as if nothing happened, as if he cared. He sent gifts for Sun and I both. We're not pressing charges, no one's coming for him. We just want him to leave us alone.

text

[specialist_snowflake]

Ignore him. I don't know why he's so persistent when we've made it clear we want nothing more to do with him. As far as I'm aware, he saw that his altered self achieved results, so he's attempting to mimic his other self's behavior to make use of us once more.

text;

[whiteas]

Hi Winter! I am alive and at the hospital for observational purposes. They want to keep me through tomorrow. I just wanted to let you know in case you saw Cloud's post when he was asking for help. There's... a lot to fill you in on from back home.

text;

[specialist_snowflake]

I would feel better if you'd opted to call me instead of sending a text. I have no choice but to assume that you're only doing so out of respect for other hospital guests so that you don't disturb their rest.

How are you feeling?

[Voice]

[mother_of_monsters]

Ey, Winter, good day.

After what happened these last weeks, I wanted to know how you were doing. It's okay if you don't want to talk about it but if you need anything, please let me know.

text

[captain_by_the_book]

When you get this message, please get in touch with me.

It's nothing urgent, don't worry, but I'd like to speak to you.

[Voice]

[specialist_snowflake]

[Nothing urgent... She believes that. But if he's actually reaching out to her, it's nonetheless something important. Tensions have eased somewhat between them, but even so, she's certain this isn't a social call.]

Present. You may speak at your leisure.

[She can't help being somewhat curious.]

[Video]

[kalmaleader]

[At first, Qubine was completely against Mavis's idea of contacting Winter regarding the search for the Royal Family. In fact, he still is, but their lengthy disappearance is bothering him to the point where he has to question whether they're still alive.]

[On the other hand, no one said that they had to search together. If Qubine can find out what Winter knows and go from there, he'd be satisfied. However, that doesn't stop his stomach from turning as he makes the call. He exhales deeply, letting his icy alignment guide him into a neutral, emotionless tone.]

...So I understand you're still searching for the Royal Family of Fayren. I'll admit, their disappearance has been bugging me as well, and when I expressed my concerns to Mavis, she suggested contacting you. Have you found anything on your search?