Weiss was scared, terrified. After all the commotion and emotions of the past few days, she thought she could catch her breath. But no ..
Normally she is calm and controlled, she thinks before she does something. She is the one who ensures that others don't make risky choices, of course counted outside her team. She could rebel against her father, but what she did at school last year, run away from home and then this week.
Do not misunderstand, she just wanted to enjoy some quality time with the others. Especially after her near death experience.
But then Qrow, Ruby's uncle had to say that they needed to go to Atlas. She almost lost control of her self. The last place she wants to go back to, where she can not actually go back to, there they go. She fortunately didn't lose her posture. Even though she demanded a day of rest.
Nobody went against it.
In fact, they had to stay for a few days in Haven. Oscar wasn't fully recovered yet and Weiss, even though Jaune had shared his aura with her, was not 100 percent yet. On the contrary:
Achoo
She got a cold. Not that it stopped her from supplying herself with other clothes and a few cookies for Ruby. She sniffed as she walked around with a bag. Even when Ruby tried to get her to stay in bed. she was only happy when she was productive. On her walk she saw alot of Faunus, who walked elated through the city. They would retire to Menagerie in a few days.
A young Faunis child tried to balance his basket of apples. That did not go smoothly, however, and the apples fell. With a smile the ex-heiress bent and picked up the apples. The boy looked at her with wide eyes as she returned the apples. "Keep trying." With a sweep of his tail and a nod, the boy ran away.
'That is a view that I have to get used to.' Said a heavy voice. It was Blake's father, Ghira. The big giant laughed kindly. Weiss had,'t met him personally yet. Well, Blake had quickly introduced her as a member of Team Rwby. No more.
'It must be something that you should see every day, sir' Weiss anwsered politely. "Please call me Ghira. You're a friend of Blake. " Weiss nodded. "I've heard a lot about you, Weiss. Walk with me. " She would have said no before she went to Beacon. She would have rejected him, purely because of the prejudices she was carrying back then. Today was different.
Coughing a bit, she followed Ghira. 'Catched a cold?' he asked. Weiss shook her head. "Nothing important. Is there anything you wanted to tell me? "
"More of asking, actually. As a friend and teammate of Blake, I wondered how your time was together. "
"Isn't that something that you better ask your daughter." Ghira laughed. 'I would have liked to hear some funny stories from Blake.' he winked. Surprised, weiss with stopped walking. 'Stories? Yang can tell you more of that. Even when her puns are terrible'
'Maybe, but from what I heard, you're honest, loyal and aren't afraid to speak your mind.'
So you want to get to know me - Achoo. " The sneezing was so hard that Weiss became dizzy. "You saw right through me already." The laugh on Ghira's face, disappeared when he turned. Weiss was bent over. Head in her hands and a painful grimace on her face. 'Weiss?'
Confused and concered, Ghira approached the white haired girl. 'Are you okay?'
"Yes, a little dizzy from the heat." Ghira didn't believe her and knelt before her. "Weiss, where does it hurt?" She couldn,t answer, instead she clawed at her head. The migraine had struck. It was bad enough that her throat felt like sand paper and the tickle in her nose wouldn't disappear. The massive headache only made it worse. and it was so hot.
"I'll call Blake."
'No.' Weiss exclaimed. "They and the others are resting. She .. "A powerful coughing interrupted her. "I can not speak for you, Weiss. But you also need some rest and something for your fever. " Ghira was right. She was feverish, neasous, she had bags under her eyes. Ghira picked up Weiss and signed
Ieep
"That's why Yang calls you Peepsqueak." Gazing, Weiss gave and unapproved look. 'A that explains the term' ice queen '. Weiss was going to murder Yang.
Ghira never gave in and Weiss eventually setled on, that he could walk her back. That trip felt like ages. And more symptoms like trouble vision and fatigue came up. When they finally arrived Weiss was more leaning on Ghira than walking herself. She never noticed that the door opened, gentle hands guiding her to the bedroom, helping her change and tucking her into bed. Whispers of sooting voices when her coughing fits brought her to tears, helping her swallon water and rubbing her back.
Weiss was already submidded to the darkness