Most weapons wielded by students of Beacon Academy served some kind of multiple purpose. A warhammer could double as a grenade launcher. A pair of gauntlets made kickass shotguns and fashionable bracelets. Even something as barebones as a sword and shield could become its own convenient carrying case. And in the case of Velvet Scarlatina, her state-of-the-art camera could generate hard-light copies of any weapon she had previously photographed, if only for a short time.
Not that it was never used for the former purpose. In fact, years of practice with getting juuuust the right angle for maximum efficiency on the field had made her quite an adept photographer. She wasn't planning to make a career out of it (she was already in training for another, more lucrative occupation), but it was nice to have a productive hobby to keep her busy between studies.
Which made it all the sweeter when she finally found her muse.
Looking back through her extensive collection, it was hard to pinpoint exactly which photo she had taken of Ruby Rose was her favorite. The near-perfect landscape of her masterfully crafted sniper-scythe was certainly a candidate, but she always felt that it failed to encapsulate exactly what Ruby meant to her. There was the candid from that day in Forever Fall, the ever-changing leaves in a breezy medley with the fragrant petals of her cloak. But on the other hand, a certain shot of a silvery orb always brought a smile to the Faunus' face, as she reminisces on how she begged and begged Ruby to let her take just one picture of her eye, just one. It wouldn't be that weird.
After all this deliberation, she had at last picked her favorite. Oh, what a story this little candid told. It was just after Velvet had installed a timer function onto her camera, just in time for Ruby to get her a tripod for her birthday. Velvet had set it all up for the perfect shot, before coming right back to Ruby's side. Then, just as the shutter was about to click, Ruby pulled her in for a quick, but loving kiss. Perfectly captured by this little glossy, sure, but what came after was what really made this Velvs' favorite. The surprise ring. The look of expertly blended shock and gratitude. Those four simple words. The tears. The laughter. The sheer ecstasy of knowing that no matter what, from here on in, they would spend all of eternity together.
But, Velvet realized, it just wouldn't mean as much to everyone else. So for a more practical choice, she decided on a simple mugshot of her former fiance. Not the most polished, nor with the best objective lighting or background focus… but she at least had a smile on her beautiful face.
After all, photos like these were usually the best option for funeral services.
Author's Note: Didn't see that one coming, did you?
Let's see… So far, I've killed off the same character twice, injected headcanon backstories four times, implemented a breakup and subsequent makeup… I mean, what's left?
...Oh yeah.
That OC.