The truck's armored sides gave a dull shine in the fading sun light. Through her scope, Ruby could see that armor would be the most annoying thing about this job, but it was still only a small obstacle. There were only four atlesian knights marching alongside it, the other four people she could see were three attendants with standard issue guns and a driver. They were practically sending out an invitation for their cargo to get stolen.

Ruby sighed, this would be too easy, she was already bored. She knew Pastel had only sent her and her team on this mission to blow off some steam, but if anything this only made her more anxious for some action.

Well, might as well get this done with. The sun was just about vanish from sight completely. Ruby brought her scroll up to her mouth.

"Freezer burn."

As soon as she brought her eye back to her scope, she could see two figures creep out of the tree line. One in a long white dress, raising her rapier, the other a blonde dressed as the definition of a rebel, cracking her knuckles. Ruby watched the girl in white twirl her weapon and an elaborate glyph appeared before her, spreading a layer of ice across the road. In the same instant, the other girl jumped into the air and slammed her metal fist onto the ice.

A thick mist enveloped the area. The truck halted in response and the guards raised their guns in a futile attempt to defend against whatever was attacking. Not even the robotic knights would sense her coming.

Ruby saw a shadow in the mist, and in seconds all nine guards were down. The shadow landed on the hood of the truck, Ruby could just make out the driver cowering and pressing himself as far into the back of his seat as he could. As she kept her gun pointed at him, the blonde made her way through the dissipating mist to the back of the truck. She fired off three blasts from her gauntlet at the lock and pried open the door. Ruby watched her sister peer into the truck before turning her direction and giving a thumbs up, confirming the truck holds what they were sent to retrieve.

That was over far too quick. In a burst of rose petals, Ruby's weapon was folded and she began to make her way to her team. By the time she reached the bottom of the hill she'd been perched on and the road below, her team had tied up the still unconscious human guards and driver. Blake must have knocked out the driver when she dragged him out of the truck. Yang was using the heated metal of her right arm to reseal the door so it wouldn't fly open while they drove. Weiss stood near the truck, back strait and composed as ever.

Weiss turned her head to watch Ruby approach. "Was this really all we were sent out for?"

"Yeah," Yang slapped the side of the truck "I can't even call this a proper work out, Pastel needs to give us some real missions!"

"Look, I'm frustrated to, but Pastel did tell me we should be seeing some real action soon." Ruby put her hands on her hips and stared at the truck. When that action would come and what it would be, she didn't know. Pastel was nice enough, but she loved withholding information.

"Yeah, yeah," Yang ran a hand through her hair "It's not like I hate fort RWBY, but it gets pretty boring being cooped up for so long. We ready to get goin' or what?"

Ruby turned to her team mate still standing separate from the group, watching the tied up guards. "Blake, you ready."

Blake looked up at her team leader and nodded "Yes, we need to get this delivered soon." With that she pulled herself into the driver's seat and restarted the truck. Weiss somehow managed to gracefully seat herself in the spot next to Blake while Ruby flopped into the outermost seat. She heard a loud clunck as Yang jumped on top of the truck.

Their mission accomplished, team RWBY set off to deliver their stolen cargo. The guards and the destroyed knights would be discovered by the police soon enough. No one would be able to report who attacked them, save for the driver who only saw a cat eared shadow in a black grimm mask.

The authorities used to blame team RWBY's antics on the white fang, but that was when they only saw Blake in her mock white fang attire. Now, the rest of the team has been gradually showing themselves. A scattering of rose petals left at a crime scene, scorch marks and bullet holes in a wall, ice melting and dust residue left in their wake. They still couldn't accurately describe any of them, though. The team got a good laugh at all the terrible wanted posters that were cropping up. No, the authorities had no idea who they were, and that's how Pastel wanted it. A certain level of infamy but not enough for them to get easily caught if they ventured into the kingdoms.

Ruby gazed out the window as they drove back to their base. They certainly would be getting some action soon. Pastel's own boss was planning something, something that team RWBY would certainly be caught up in the middle of. She was excited to find out what it would be.