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[ Jacques you have never met actual children have you? Especially not the children of huntresses and huntsmen. ]
I am marrying him. I said yes. I thought about it carefully, he even waited for me to make a decision because he knew I'd need that time because he knows me that well. I know you don't love Mother so you may not... understand, what it is to actually be happy. It's okay, I've accepted that isn't going to ever be a happy story. But you can't stop me from marrying someone I love. You can either accept it and get your invitation to the wedding or you can choose to never see your future grandchildren and keep on going with your life, but it'll be away from us. You don't get to choose between Sun and I, we don't come separately anymore. So those are your options.
[Anyone else would have been thrilled to hear their future son-in-law hadn't pressured their daughter into marrying them. Unfortunately, Jacques Schnee is the dick supreme so he couldn't give a rat's ass. In fact, if anything it just makes him angrier to hear her speaking so well of him.
But he's given her her chance, and she blew it. So be it.]
I don't like either of those options. Do you know what I want? I want you back to they way you used to be, doing whatever I said without question. [He gives a nod to his "bodyguards," who place down their coffee and rise. They move so there's one on each side of her and grab her arms, holding her firmly in place. Jacques leans in, his face an inch away from hers and his voice cold.]
[ This rather quickly went from a civil argument to something more. If it hadn't been her own family, if she hadn't been the type of person who at least have faith that people weren't inherently awful, she might've picked up on it sooner. This wasn't a discussion. It never was with Jacques Schnee, you either listened or you got out of his life.
Except there was no escape here, and as the bodyguards' grips tightened, Weiss's eyes narrowed as her father leaned in. Her coffee cup clattered on the table as she shakes her shoulders to try to get loose, just to test what was going on. It was suddenly very clear that those two weren't there to protect him, but to keep her down. She doesn't move for a brief second, taking a slow breath. Don't lose control of your emotions, Weiss. ]
That "me" never existed.
[ In a split second her wrist flicks up and a glyph forms above her hand. ]
I had hoped you would see reason on your own, but you leave me no choice.
[The very-obviously-not-bodyguards had been warned of Weiss' abilities ahead of time, so they're ready. As soon as the glyph appears, there's a needle being pushed into the side of her neck releasing a sedative into her veins. She might be able to get one glyph off before she's knocked out, but that'll be about it.
Jacques stands tall, looking down on her with a stoic expression on his face.]
It didn't have to be like this.
[She should have just listened. After all, she knows as well as anyone: It's foolish not to do as father asks.]
[ There's a sharp gasp as she suddenly feels the needle. That she hadn't expected. The glyph flickers a couple of times just as it reaches its peak size to summon the Arma Gigas, then disappears altogether.
No. No. Her vision is starting to blur and she tries to move to reach up, to push whoever it was that did that away, but the neck only takes a few seconds to push something through to the rest of her body. ]
What are you going to...?
[ She can barely finish the sentence, her consciousness fading quickly. ]
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I am marrying him. I said yes. I thought about it carefully, he even waited for me to make a decision because he knew I'd need that time because he knows me that well. I know you don't love Mother so you may not... understand, what it is to actually be happy. It's okay, I've accepted that isn't going to ever be a happy story. But you can't stop me from marrying someone I love. You can either accept it and get your invitation to the wedding or you can choose to never see your future grandchildren and keep on going with your life, but it'll be away from us. You don't get to choose between Sun and I, we don't come separately anymore. So those are your options.
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But he's given her her chance, and she blew it. So be it.]
I don't like either of those options. Do you know what I want? I want you back to they way you used to be, doing whatever I said without question. [He gives a nod to his "bodyguards," who place down their coffee and rise. They move so there's one on each side of her and grab her arms, holding her firmly in place. Jacques leans in, his face an inch away from hers and his voice cold.]
And I always get what I want.
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Except there was no escape here, and as the bodyguards' grips tightened, Weiss's eyes narrowed as her father leaned in. Her coffee cup clattered on the table as she shakes her shoulders to try to get loose, just to test what was going on. It was suddenly very clear that those two weren't there to protect him, but to keep her down. She doesn't move for a brief second, taking a slow breath. Don't lose control of your emotions, Weiss. ]
That "me" never existed.
[ In a split second her wrist flicks up and a glyph forms above her hand. ]
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[The very-obviously-not-bodyguards had been warned of Weiss' abilities ahead of time, so they're ready. As soon as the glyph appears, there's a needle being pushed into the side of her neck releasing a sedative into her veins. She might be able to get one glyph off before she's knocked out, but that'll be about it.
Jacques stands tall, looking down on her with a stoic expression on his face.]
It didn't have to be like this.
[She should have just listened. After all, she knows as well as anyone: It's foolish not to do as father asks.]
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No. No. Her vision is starting to blur and she tries to move to reach up, to push whoever it was that did that away, but the neck only takes a few seconds to push something through to the rest of her body. ]
What are you going to...?
[ She can barely finish the sentence, her consciousness fading quickly. ]
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Don't worry, Weiss; you won't remember any of this.
[He looks up at the orderlies.]
Take her to the car and let's go. Shady Oaks is....