[ Ford had managed to avoid any unexpected hijinks with the Winter Mourning ritual last year, so this time it takes him by surprise. The simple act of viewing another person's memory isn't that strange to him, at least, but the contents of this one are...
Hm.
While Ford has never thought of Qrow as being particularly private before this point, he can't help but remember how cagey he'd been about certain things, how reluctant he was to let Ford know about his (mathematically fascinating) Semblance. Which means he's pretty sure Qrow wouldn't be completely thrilled about Ford seeing this, especially not given the nature of the memory, which means he doesn't want to hide the fact that he's seen this, which means Qrow gets a voice message later that day. ]
[...Huh. Qrow sees the voicemail notification from Ford, and he can't help but wonder what it's about. He and Ford are casually friendly, sure, but it's not as though they have particular reason to contact each other directly, especially now that the twins have gone back to the sea. Surely it couldn't be about Ozpin, right? (He has failed to consider exactly what month it is, alas)
A stumbled across a memory earlier, and I believe it was one of yours. It involved a woman named Raven.
[ His somewhat awkward tone hopefully conveys that Ford knows exactly who they are to each other - though perhaps the circumstances would do that anyway. Even if she hadn't called Qrow 'brother' in the memory, and even if they didn't both have black hair, red eyes, similar features, and a mall goth aesthetic, her name is Raven. There's only so many people she could be related to. ]
[This being an audio call spares them both from Ford seeing Qrow cringe at the answer, but the silence that hangs after he says her name probably speaks volumes in its place. After a moment, he sighs, and with all the enthusiasm of a man on his way to the gallows, he finally asks:]
[ Ford would be taking this moment to try to decide whether to sugarcoat it or not, except that he never remembers to sugarcoat anything. Really, he's just trying to decide where to start. ]
You tried to shoot her. And then you disowned one another, I think.
[Yeah, he can't help it, there's an audible sort of cringe at that.]
...Well, it could be worse, I guess.
[But not by much, frankly, at least as far as Raven goes. The only thing that really qualifies is October.]
Figures talking about her would come up due eventually. [He sighs, tiredly.] You wanna grab some lunch or something? It's not exactly an Omni sort of talk.
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Hm.
While Ford has never thought of Qrow as being particularly private before this point, he can't help but remember how cagey he'd been about certain things, how reluctant he was to let Ford know about his (mathematically fascinating) Semblance. Which means he's pretty sure Qrow wouldn't be completely thrilled about Ford seeing this, especially not given the nature of the memory, which means he doesn't want to hide the fact that he's seen this, which means Qrow gets a voice message later that day. ]
Qrow, do you have a moment?
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Ford gets a call back shortly later.]
Hey. What's up?
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A stumbled across a memory earlier, and I believe it was one of yours. It involved a woman named Raven.
[ His somewhat awkward tone hopefully conveys that Ford knows exactly who they are to each other - though perhaps the circumstances would do that anyway. Even if she hadn't called Qrow 'brother' in the memory, and even if they didn't both have black hair, red eyes, similar features, and a mall goth aesthetic, her name is Raven. There's only so many people she could be related to. ]
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How bad was it?
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[ Ford would be taking this moment to try to decide whether to sugarcoat it or not, except that he never remembers to sugarcoat anything. Really, he's just trying to decide where to start. ]
You tried to shoot her. And then you disowned one another, I think.
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...Well, it could be worse, I guess.
[But not by much, frankly, at least as far as Raven goes. The only thing that really qualifies is October.]
Figures talking about her would come up due eventually. [He sighs, tiredly.] You wanna grab some lunch or something? It's not exactly an Omni sort of talk.