Beacon of Hope: Dreaming Better Days - A Rwby Fanfiction By Mason Osborn
Mander Orego, Argo Amathine, Redeos Taurin, Nephir Jaad
The silent room lightly echoed the unmistakable voice of an all too proud Huntsman, as he told an invigorating tale of his past triumphs, one to of which, like many others, had died in variety nearly a year ago. Prof. Port like usual "distracted", but to most students "bored", the class through its daily time slot in their lives with such tales, hoping that his inspiration and enthusiasm would rub off on the young huntsman he was meant to prepare for protecting the future. However most students were lacking the defining factor to which inspiration could be passed, Attention.
As some would doze off and on, others would sneak peeks at their Scrolls whenever Port had this back to them, and some would merely doodle as if to pretend to be taking notes. But some amongst others would be thinking of other things, the past, the future, and even the reality of almost losing a comrade in battle.
Arget Amathine, also know as Argo, stared at the opposing wall, from which draperies of Grimm sat showing off diagrams of their biology. Argo leaned forward while shifting his gaze across the few species of Grimm for which were represented on the wall, pressing his mouth against his hands as they hung intertwined together in front of him by his elbows promptly mounted on the desk.
Did Prof. Port know that there were many more diagrams he needed to mount on the wall before he had even come close to giving his classes a taste of these monsters variety? Or did Port only show them the ones for which students were most likely to meet during missions abroad through school, as if to hide the most terrible of them until they were "Officially" ready? But this didn't matter now, these were only thoughts of possible information he had wished to have known before his previous mission. One to have which not only tested the limits of his fellow teammates but almost cost their captain his life.
Argo shifted his gaze from the diagrams to the empty seat to his left, then to his teammates sitting to his right. Nephir, his only female teammate, stared back at him sadly as Redeos, promptly nicknamed "Red", sat upright napping as he let his usually pulled back and spiked red hair fall over his eyes as to hide them from the teacher. Nephir gently put her hand on his shoulder flashing him a gentle smile to reassure him that everything was allright. Sighing lightly, Argo returned the smile as he knew the nightmare of a mission was over with, and in a technical sense a "Success". Together they sat through the rest of their class, until the bell rung, signaling its end.
Having heard the bell Argo quickly snapped his supplies into his bag, and rushed out of the Classroom, Nephir following suit perfectly behind him. Redeos, having snapped awake from the bell, sleepily trailed along bumping between things and people as he went in his tired daze.
"Argo, Slow down." Nephir asked silently as Argo raced towards the school infirmary. "It's not like Mander is going to go anywhere". Her request was meant to keep him from running too far ahead of her and Red, but the purple haired boy rushed his way forward blindly trying to get to his friends side, leaving them having to jog to keep up.
" I don't know about that Neph!" Redeos replied normally having walked his tired daze off. "This is Mander we're talking about. The Guy doesn't exactly like to sit still"
Nephir grunted as she gave Redeos a cold glare. Nephir as passionate and loving as she was for her size, was awfully aggressive when it came to people threatening the Peace around Argo. Redeos however was more of the quiet type, usually sitting in the corner of conversations until his opinion was either needed or wanted, and he liked it that way, his mellow personality seemed to his description the exact opposite of Mander's. Which ultimately was the information he was trying to pass off to Nephir, weather or not it should have been obvious after having been teammates for more than a year already.
By the time the two had reached the infirmary, Argo had found Mander's room and made his way inside. Following Argo they did the same.
"HMM" Redeos grunted loudly as they turned through the door. Usually he wouldn't be as bold as to tell Nephir "I told you so.", but after surviving the mission they just got back from Redeos was feeling rather bold.
Sighing, Nephir looked at Argo who stood next to the empty bed of which his best friend was exposed to be laying. Quietly she stepped towards him, raising her hand as she tried to place it on his shoulder. But the quiet moment was cut shorter than even having a beginning.
"WHERE THE F*CK IS THE A**HOLE!" Argo Exploded. Nephir quickly withdrew her hand and stepped back as he continue to rant. "HE'S EXPOSED TO BE RESTING!", Slamming his fist of the bed he continued, "WHEN I FIND HIS SORRY ASS I'LL BREAK IT IN TWO…"
Argo's ranting continued as footsteps slowly walked up to the door, the team barely noticing the new arrival until the door was kicked open. There Mander stood with his arms full of sweets and goodies alike, he glanced quickly at Nephir and Redeos, and finished the cycle with Argo, who had replaced his ranting with a near Psychopathic rage face as he stared back at Mander. Who of promptly stared back with a blank face, all while proceeding to eat a cookie in slow motion.
"Sup!" Mander squicked joyfully as he withheld a laugh, a cookie filled grin spread across his face. Raising his hand to wave slightly to his comrades, a portion of his sweets tumbled to the ground. The death stare from Argo continued as it sat there frozen in space. Letting off a small chuckle Mander glanced at the remaining sweets in his arms, back at Argo, back to the sweets, back to Argo, the sweets, the bird outside the window, back to Argo, the sweets on the ground, and finally back to Argo. Mander having threw the remaining treats in the air, used any moment of opportunity he had to dash back out the door and down the hall.
Argo, refusing to let his friend get away with such risk's to his health, exploded into pursuit before the sweets had even touched the ground. Quickly gaining on the still recovering Mander, capture was inevitable. But Mander with his usual playful personality, knew plenty of ways of prolonging capture most of which consisted of his favorite activity, Trolling.
"Come one Man, you can run faster than THAT!" Mander taunted back to the pursuing Argo as he danced his way down the hall. But the dancing was short lived as, Mander tripped backwards on an injured ankle falling on his rump.
"Man that escape was short lived." Mander said smoothly to his friend, as he approached, furry all to existent in his eyes.
""What the heck do you think you're doing?" Argo yelled smacking Mander across the head. "You need to be resting you only have a few more days until you're all fixed up right why risk hurting yourself and making it longer?"
Mander stared back at Argo who had finally reached his hand out to pick his friend up.
"Maybe you're right." Mander grunted softly admitting the truth behind Argo's words, as he pulled himself up with the offered help. "I was pretty beat up."
These statements stifled Argo, never had he ever seen Mander so humble.
"You'll get over it soon." Argo said softly placing his hand on Mander's head like you would to reassure a child. The outcome of the previous mission must have hit him hard, Argo thought, not only did he almost get himself killed, but if he hadn't acted as he did they might have actually LOST someone else instead. Argo couldn't stay mad at him for his behaviour especially as it was rather light mannered in comparison to how he usually acted.
"GRRRRR." Argo heard coming from Manders throat. As he had been too distracted by Manders previous behaviour to notice the annoyed glare he was getting from Mander for being patted on the head. Smiling he lifted his hand of his friends head,and started walking him back to his room.
"Need help getting there?" Argo politely asked, making sure Mander didn't over do himself.
"Only if you Carry me!" Mander replied swiftly as he hopped into Argo's arms, his arms curled against his chest, and hands in balls pressed against him face, while giving Argo the most pathetic puppy dog face humanly possible.
Argo immediately dropped Mander a horrified expression streaking across his face as he not only realized how stupid he was to think he even needed help, but to have simply given him the chance to use him in such a manner.
Laughing Mander stood up on his own this time. "Geez Man, you didn't have to drop me." Mander chuckled. Noticing Argo walking back to the room alone, he trotted up behind him, "I'm in no position to fight but i needed my sweets, so i headed over to the cafeteria to grab some, Man you should have seen the Food Fight that was happening when I left!"
"And you didn't join?" Argo asked confused about Manders decision to not join in the fun.
"AND I WILL REGRET IT FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE!" Mander replied with a not at all fake grumpy face. Switching to a more serious tone he added, "But Nah man, do you really think i don't understand I wasn't in the condition."
"Well im proud of you." Argo said promptly. As they walked back inside the room, finding Nephir and Redeos waiting patiently for the lively duo to return.
"That was faster than i thought!" Nephir said genuinely surprised.
"Don't remind me." Mander grumbled, "MY But still hurts."
"You didn't really break is butt did you." Nephir asked Argo looking back and forth between the two.
"NO, HE CRUSHED MY DREAM OF ANY KIND OF ANA….." Mander quick witted, and extremely inappropriate response was immediately stifled by an exceptionally embarrassed Argo with a pillow to the face, who had predicted the unneeded comment before Nephir had even finished her the pillow still over Manders face Argo picked him up and tossed him in his bed.
"Geez its almost like you don't want me to get better!" Mander chuckled as he sat himself up in his bed.
Argo knew that behind the cheap pajama set the infirmary gave him to wear that he was probably covered in bandages as the slashes and bruises were still healing. But with Manders current attitude not matter how scattered between humble and outgoing, Argo knew he was getting better quicker than he had first believed.
Laughing the friends sat there discussing the events of their days apart. As there was nothing much else happening during class than the usual business that conversation didn't last long, so they jumped between anything that came to Manders mind until the bell rung symbolizing the start of another class period. At the sound of which the Team grabbed their stuff and left their captain behind making to to take their time as they left.