Sandie rolled quietly out of bed and mechanically got herself ready for another day of work. Despite her tired state, she was readily able to get herself washed and dressed before she cooked herself breakfast. Stealing a quick glance at the clock, she rinsed her plate and cutlery and then grabbed everything she needed.
She strolled through the empty streets of early morning Vale, humming to break the eerie silence. The mist of the morning was lifting and she could see a few early risers emerge from their homes.
She quickened her pace, not particularly eager to be arriving late. Ignoring the scenery that she'd become accustomed to, she walked briskly in a b-line towards her workplace: a small cafe that seemed to be a hotspot for the Valean students from Signal or Beacon.
She walked in, the chime of the door annoying her, same as every morning.
"Morning guys." She said, catatonically as she half waved at all her colleagues.
Their reply was a chorus of mornings back at her.
She made her way to the back and opened her locker, changing into her surprisingly comfortable work clothing before shoving her stuff into it and locking it.
"Work mode on." She muttered, hyping herself up as she shook the tiredness away.
Nickel yawned and stared through the window into the dark blue that extended for miles and miles. Water wasn't really something he liked, but seeing under the surface of the sea was something that fascinated him.
Of course, being a stowaway on a cargo ship from Mistral probably wasn't the best setting, but he'd have to make do wouldn't he.
"I wonder if it's as peaceful as it looks." He muttered, watching attentively as fish slowly swam through the liquid as if there wasn't anything to stop them from doing what they wanted.
As he looked at ocean, he realised that it was getting lighter and lighter. Then suddenly, a large wall blocked his view of the ocean and told him that the ship was docking.
Time to get moving.
He stood and looked over all the products. He cursed himself for not doing this earlier and deciding that he'd just go with the flow this time. He climbed over the doors and as they opened, dropped onto the vehicle beneath him. He hadn't expected to be met with only two faunus workers.
"Uh, hi?" He said awkwardly, unsure of what to do.
The two workers stared at him for an eerily long time until one shrugged and walked off with his box.
"Did you take anything?" The second one asked, his tone bored and indifferent.
"No, I don't want nor need any of this."
"Alright. We never saw you."
He turned and helped out his co-worker as Nickel stayed fixed in place, taken by surprise.
He moved when he saw another vehicle arriving and did his best to stay hidden as he sneaked through the docks and into the bustling city of Vale.
Sangria grinned as he sat on the sofa, a packed suitcase at his feet accompanied by an almost bursting rucksack. A plate was on the small coffee table in front of him and another behind him on the dining table. As he stood up he grabbed his plate and turned, only to find his mum standing there in pajamas.
"Morning, Mum." He said with a grin. "There's some bread and that apricot jam you love so much."
His Mum, Carmenere (Also known as Carmen), simply stared at her son, stuck between shock and pride.
"You should do this more often." She answered with a simple smile as she sat down. She eat her breakfast quickly, despite the small talk she and her son made.
"By the way, do you need me to drive you or are you gonna make your own way?" She asked, wiping her mouth and riding herself of the excess jam.
"Koral is coming over to pick me up in a bit." He answered, ignoring the knowing smirk that now adorned his mother's face.
She simply gave Sangria a quick peck on the forehead and waved back as she went back to bed. Sangria smiled and grabbed his stuff before slipping out of the front door and into the bland weather of downtown Vale.
I miss Vacuo sometimes.
Having left a couple hundred lien, he counted what he had left. Only 78 lien
"Ugh, I'll need to change shifts too." He muttered as he put away his money.
After a few minutes, a small silver car stopped in front of the house. Sangria walked over to it, popping the boot open and sliding his stuff next to Koral's.
He got into the shotgun and gave Koral a kiss.
"Off we go!" She said, far too excited.
"Why are you so excited to go to school?" Sangria asked, chuckling as he put on his seatbelt and got ready for the wild ride ahead.
Teal's jolted awake as she felt her head hit the window of the bus.
"Ow, goddammit." She said, rubbing her head. The moving landscape wasn't one she recognised as she looked through the glass she'd hit her head on.
I'm on Sanus. She thought, resisting the urge to squeal in delight. Of course, she had arrived the day before, but now it was sinking in.
The bus came to a halt and everyone piled out as the driver, and a few nice passengers who helped out, unpacked everyone's luggage. Teal grabbed her suitcase and walked away eagerly as her suitcase rolled behind her. She stumbled through the bustling crowd, apologising profusely every time she bumped into someone until she realised that no one actually cared. She felt overwhelmed. It was so different from the peaceful farm she had grow up on and the quiet town that was a half hour walk from the farm seemed almost like a ghost town compared to the never ending hum of Vale. Finally arriving at the pick up area for the hopeful Beacon applicants, she noticed that it was distinctly empty. Panic washed over her.
Oh no. I missed it!
She was shocked out of her panic by a young boy. He had unruly black hair that looked like he'd walked out of a shower and then shaken it dry and his dark grey, almost black, eyes seemed surprised and intrigued.
"Why are you here so early?" He asked, tilting his head in curiosity. Teal felt her cheeks flush at his intense gaze as she stuttered a quick answer.
"I- uh, I'm not from Sanus… I don't really know what time it is either." She admitted, shuffling awkwardly on the spot, unsure of what to say or do.
"Sanus? Why not call it Vale."
"Habit, sorry."
"No problem. So, for your information, you've got almost three hours to waste before the airships actually dock, let alone for when they leave for Beacon."
Teal's expression brightened at his comment. She was ecstatic that she could explore the city. It was very different from the capital of Mistral which was much calmer. Well at least in the academy and upper layers. She had never dared venture lower down. The guy chuckled as he held out his hand.
"You seem happy about that. The name's Recon by the way, you?"
Teal flushed again, this time in embarrassment as she shaked his hand quickly.
"Teal, nice to meet you too."
Hey guys, prologue of my second fanfic. Just a quick note, I'm going to be using the A/Ns to explain a few things about the characters and teams, but after that they'll get shorter.
I actually only recently got into RWBY, but I binged the whole thing and got a bunch of ideas for teams. And a week ago I was on my computer, working on another story when I thought Hey, why not write a fanfic. So here I am.
Now the prologue is pretty much just an intro to the main four.
And yes, I have plans for Recon.
So, the story will start next chapter.
For the first few chapters I'm gonna be asking some stuff from readers but I have most of the late story planned out. And my first question to you is should I keep the initiation in the emerald forest or do something different? The relics will be different, I'm just asking about the location.
Anyway, I hope you enjoyed it.
FulmenFloga, out!
And see ya next time!
