Blake stepped back or rather jumped back sword ready to be drawn as Adam jumped the gap. She stood there hand at the ready on Gambol Shroud as she stared at him and the fading away train carts with the wreckage of their previous fight with the Schnee security androids. The air was tense and the train rolling on the tracks never sounded louder in Blake's ears. The neutral line on his lips pulled downward and Blake could not tell if he was angry or not because of that mask of his. Sighing Adam turned and asked a seemingly innocent enough question. "Why?" was all he could ask it was evident he felt betrayed by the tone in which he spoke.
"Adam..." Blake did not know how to respond to that despite having a thousand reasons. 'The White Fang is wrong, killing and acts of terrorism is wrong. Fighting humans is no way to be treated as equal responding to evil with evil won't solve anything. This is isn't justice its revenge for our suffering' and so on. But nothing came to her mouth because deep down she knew he asked why she left him. Rather why she would leave without telling his partner why, or give him more than a simple goodbye. "Adam…I can't stay there anymore I don't….want to kill anyone this isn't right" she finally was able to speak. He still did not move he turned to her and she blinked in surprise and this time fully gripped Gambol Shroud. He was smirking that cocky smirk of his that one she still felt foolish for having a crush on.
"Okay…where to then partner" he said casually sitting on the end of the platform. Wilt and Blush firmly in his grip on the hand he was using to support his weight on. Blake took a step closer to him and she saw him tense grip the rifle sheath tighter and saw him raise his feet a little. She realized he was asking her in his always stubborn and prideful way. He was asking if he could stay…with her all she had to do was push and he would fall. He would fall on his feet and that would be that. Adam would be out of her life forever it was that simple with him prideful and as much as he liked to show off as he was, he was also straight to the point. Adam heard the steps coming closer until he was right behind him he felt his shoulders slack she had made her choice. He felt her hands on his clothed shoulders and for a millisecond he felt the pressure of a push but. Soon the hands slid across and hugged him from behind her faced pressed to the back of his head. He relaxed and the arm casually over his bent up knee moved to place his gloved hand over her bare one. Adam smiled he knew she couldn't see it so he allowed it he was happy she left everything behind…but she kept him.
Beacon…Adam sighed 'great, school awesome idea Blake' he thought in his head after abandoning the train about a mile off its destination they walked the rest of the way to Vale. With little encounters with Grimm creatures here and there but for the most part it was a clean hour walk. Already inside Vale Blake openly told him of her plan to join up at Beacon she had with her paperwork he did not. He could fix that he knew a guy a contact the White Fang had despite its hate of humans they used humans for their intelligence networks. The two found a place to stay with no money except for what Blake had which she decided not to tell Adam about. The prideful fool would have told her to find and Inn and he would find some ally to sleep in. to her annoyance Adam broke into a home, said home was used as a model with lots of plastic things inside. A few mannequins that looked creepily happy and fake food inside the fridge. Lucky for them the beds where actual beds. Blake had laid down on one for the beds inside the master bedroom Adam she assumed left to find the other room.
Looking out to the open door to her designated room she saw Adam walk from the opposite direction he went to. She stood up and silently stalked the house to find him. Weapon propped up against the couch arms crossed behind his head laid awake staring up at the ceiling. "There isn't another room it's a one bedroom…crap house right?" he said casually knowing she was there sighing Blake walked up to the couch by passing the table next to his head on the far right of the couch's side. Sitting on the smaller couch on the left she looked at him. She didn't know why he kept the mask on but she knew he was waiting for her to speak.
"Adam…just well yeah sleep with me" she said leaning forward and using both hands arms propped against her legs hands covering her cheeks. She didn't want to let him see her blush. It was stupid she knew that but she never shared a bed with anyone except her mother and father. He smirked regardless but rather than offer his usual tease that always followed whenever she said something…'daring' she decided to call it. He did not tease, this time he simply rejected the idea with something she found herself opposed to but could not deny the need of.
"Can't I'm heading out, I know an old contact from the White Fang…human guy named Junior he can forge me some papers" he said. Blake sucked in some air to reply but ended up sighing more crime was hardly what she wanted but he did need identification to apply to Beacon.
"Okay just…don't do anything stupid okay?" she sighed getting up leaving him to his thoughts. The way to the club was easy, even if it wasn't the same path he'd done enough business with Junior to know it. He walked in and found his 'usual' place open at the bar he sat down made a one with his hand and the bar tender nodded. He didn't drink much and even if the drinking age was 21 he could always get a drink here. They knew him he spilt blood before so he wasn't denied the drink. Junior walked up to the bar and sat next to him taking off his sun glasses and placed them inside his vest.
"I didn't hear from the White Fang so I assume you're here for personal business" Junior stated. Two girl's twins and he had to admit very attractive ones walked up to his right Junior was at his left, and sat down. They were new and if they were sitting next to him and Junior he knew they probably worked for him.
"Yeah…I need a favor need some papers made for me…oh and age 18 very important" he said his drink was placed before him. He took a swig of the bitter liquid and shook his head from the taste. The stuff tasted like crap but the buzz was always a pleasant welcome.
"Easy enough…Miltia, Malaena go take care of it for me" Junior ordered the twins replied in a bored tone.
"Fine" Miltia.
"Whatever" Malaena.
"Going to take a few hours you're going to wait it out here or…?" Junior trailed off.
"Yeah I can wait it out here I'm going to be in your booth" not waiting for a reply Adam left the counter. Dodging people he took a sit at Junior's private booth where he normally sat at a decent height above the club. Here Adam had a good sight on everyone. One of Junior's men came and dropped off a bottle of Vodka with a shot glass. Nodding to him the man nodded back and left him alone to his drink. He and Junior went back enough to where he was still 14 and the big oaf was 27. He was a beginner doing odd jobs for the Fang here and there it wasn't until his 17th birthday that he finally had taken lives that he remember bonding with the informant. Adam scrunched his nose at the thought. Perhaps not bonding per say but rather as he sat in this same booth he remember Junior coming in and placing a bottle of Vodka down with two shot glasses. He remembered it so clearly.
"I don't drink" Adam had said lamely his voice hollow. He had killed some human police officers from what his superior at the time told him 'they deserved it.'
"Yeah it's a nasty habit but…you look like you could use a drink" Junior replied simply. Pouring two shots he took them and handed one to Adam. Not in the mood to oppose anything Adam took the shot and stared at the clear liquid. Junior offered him his glass for a toast Adam complied. Both men took a swig of their drink Adam coughed loudly Junior simply closed his eyes sourly.
"How can people stomach this garbage" Adam growled his anger raising. He wasn't sure what he was mad about…looking at it now he is sure it was at himself. He was angry for killing the men begged him no his leader did not listen. Adam was forced to do it prove himself a member of the White Fang.
"Here" Junior refiled his glass Adam turned it down.
"No thanks" he said leaning on his elbows frowning.
"Trust me kid drink it" Adam stared at him through his narrowed eyes and finally gave in. four shots later he was numb and the room was spinning. He never felt so empty but just like that the pain was forgotten…if only temporarily. Junior noticed Adam had stopped frowning and was now just staring mindlessly into the lights above.
"I…can't feel it anymore" Adam said.
"That…" Junior began he stood up took the empty bottle and started to walk away. But not before throwing behind his shoulder. "Is why people drink this crap" Junior left and Adam was left to his drunken thoughts. After that night Adam never drank again. He refused to forget his pain and the people he killed. Eventually he adapted and the faces all melted away just leaving behind blood and faint whispers. He remembered that first night home after the club back at the base Blake innocent Blake stared at him wide eyes asking him if he beat any bad guys today. He had hugged her and cried and from that day forward he chose to wear a mask. That way he could kill and still look at Blake in the eye without her seeing him cry. He didn't want her to know how he felt he should never touch her again because he might stain her.
Adam blinked away the memory and reached to his face to remove his mask. Rubbing his temples he sighed and took a shot of Vodka. He would have to brush his teeth before he got home he and Blake wanted to register for Beacon's first semester in the morning. Looking up from the shot glass he just drank he looked on bellow and saw junior talking to a man in a hat. Frowning in thought if he remembered correctly he was Roman Torchwick some thief. White Fang knew of him they made it their priority to know possible targets/allies. Despite their hate of humans the White Fang recently had been employing humans. Adam was not sure why but he didn't really care so long as he could fight he didn't care what the White Fang wanted. Malena came in and handed him an orange envelope.
"Here are your papers junior said you should go White Fang just contacted him. Asking him to say if he knows where you are." Nodding to the girl Adam got up and left for the exit looking down at the envelope he didn't notice the screen door to the club open and he bumped into some one. Stepping back he blinked behind the mask and looked up to see a blond girl rubbing her head. Opening her eyes she stared at the expressionless white mask.
"Uh sorry about that…mask guy" she smiled sheepishly.
"Don't worry about it" he murmured and walked off.
Arriving home he found an angry Blake waiting for him staring the living room television 'Huh how did I miss that?' thought Adam inside his head. The news was about a local club known for its 'shady characters' had been totaled. Blake stood up and left for her room he blinked in realization she was blaming HIM for that. "What hey no that" he was cut off by her.
"Enjoy the couch" she threw the reply at him and shut the door behind her clearly locking it. Adam sighed in defeat knowing she wouldn't believe him if he tried. He got as commutable as he could on the couch removed his mask and after turning off the television he tried to sleep.
Lucky for him Blake was not angry with him in the morning. His hurting joints and back enough a punishment. 'That couch sucked…no one buy that crappy house' he thought sourly. They both were making their way to a local office were Beacon was having its singing. As they walked in relative commutable silence Blake decided to brake it. "Hey Adam do you…well hate humans?" she asked not looking at him directly. Adam raised a brow behind his mask he knew he would have to remove it once they made it to registration.
"Why do you ask?" he replied not sure where she was going with this.
"Well why did you join the White Fang? You never have actually told me" she said. He thought this over why DID he join the order? He wasn't part of it before it was violent only after it. Thinking it over he decided to answer her.
"I don't particularly hate humans and as for joining the order…well I like, no I love to fight" he said making a fist the lather of his glove stretching audibly. "I figure if anyone can get me good fights it was the White Fang. Don't get me wrong I know where they are coming from and I feel for them but. In the end I just wanted to have a good fight." He smirked at all the battles he has fought. His kills have mostly been accounted to assassinations put out by the order but when not order specifically to kill he always spared lives.
Blake mauled this information over as far she knew Adam she had known his love for fighting. Not to mention showing off and she had noticed he loved showing off mostly around her. He was never one to back down from fights and was sometimes even the instigator of them. She herself had no particular love for violence but enjoyed the thrill of a good scrap when in the heat of the moment. It was invigorating to defeat a strong opponent. She felt accomplished and stronger she figured for Adam it was similar. But now that he had confessed his love for fight vocally her previous thoughts of his hot head attitude changed. He lived for the fight he enjoyed, and raveled in it, fighting was his drive it seemed he didn't just enjoy a good crap he LOVED a good scrap. Why he didn't back off when they fought that spider robot in the train made even better sense to her now. So why was he here with her now? Beacon was a school hardly a place to get a good fight.
"So…why are you coming with me to Beacon?" she asked him because she now was afraid Adam's attitude would get him or worst both of them into trouble.
"Well Hunter job description is fighting isn't it?" he drawled stating the obvious. She frowned not appreciating the attitude but he was right in that sense. "I got a question for you now Blake, why are you hiding your ears?" he asked openly his face straight and serious. Blake stopped in her tracks Adam walked on for a little bit before stopping. She stared at his back with the red rose on it Adam didn't turn to look at her. He simply stared onward he knew he caught her off guard.
"I…don't honestly know" it wasn't a lie or at least totally. She really didn't know perhaps she thought it be easier for her to fit in at Beacon this way she could 'blend in' she had no doubt there are other Faunist in Beacon but. Adam finally turned to her and before she could react plucked her bow from her head. "H-hey!" her cat ears twitched and pointed forward in her annoyance. Adam however smiled a little at her.
"I think you look cuter without it" he smiled. Blake blushed at the sincere complement from Adam. He used his finger to motion for her to turn. With practiced easy from when she first started wearing the bow Adam tied up perfectly on her head. Wiggling her ears Blake checked its security on her head and turned to him and smiled.
"Thanks" she meant it too. It was nice to be complemented by Adam gods know his pompous ass rarely complement anyone. They walked the rest of the way with light conversation about belongings and money to which Blake had arranged from her own contact inside the organization to have her belongings delivered to a safe house. Said safe house held Lien and her personal belongings meaning Adam was on Spartan terms of items. She promised he could use the Lien to buy a few things for when they moved to Beacon.
The two arrived at the office in Vale with lots of young teens and parents already there filling out the paper work. Sighing Adam renounced himself to this fate he didn't particularly cared much for school. He was not un-educated he went to Signal as a kid here in the Vale. But he didn't apply to Beacon as The White Fang seemed the more fun option. In fact he graduated early top of his class at 15 even running odd jobs for the organization he was already the best in the class. After he removed his mask the two teens made their way into the office building where they took the grueling process of paper work and release forms. By the end of it an entire hour had passed and the two headed to the designated safe house.
"One room your contact sucks" frowned Adam he knew the plan was for her to get out alone. But he didn't feel any less angry about it he had four months to wait out. Not to mention the apartment complex the safe house was at was in a shady part of Vale with mostly out of their luck lives. So crime seemed easy to run into here in fact he saw a few kids looking him and Blake up and down. He hoped they wouldn't try anything he didn't enjoy beating up kids. It was rather demeaning to waste his skill on hooligans. He sighed mentally at the thought of sleeping on the couch for months he didn't need the sore back. After taking some food they had brought in after they registered at Beacon. While Blake was in her room reading her books she got smuggled out he decided to raise hell around the apartment to make sure no one tried anything.
He got back at around 8 at night after beating up the kids who indeed were planning to steal from them. He used Blake's smuggled out funds to get some basic toiletries a spare change of clothes and a book for good measure. He wasn't a reader like Blake but he occasionally enjoyed burning time with a book with no television available. As soon as he stepped in he was greeted to quite the sight. With a lamp by the old beat up couch that was against the far front wall facing the door. Sitting in her night gown a rather "cute" if Adam ever described anything girly. Blake was curled up on the far right side her legs curled up to the side. Her free hand absently playing with her toes 'cute toes' he thought before shaking his dumbfounded head. "Uh hey" he said lamely he noticed her bow was off and her ears instantly perked up when she heard him. She was so engrossed in her book she didn't notice him enter, bag in hand and book on the other he saw her beautiful eyes shine at the prospect of another book. Not being a reader he picked his book at random as said book was only a time burner.
"You got me another book?" she asked a smile spreading to her delicate pink lips. 'Whoa when did I starting thinking crap like that?' he thought. Looking at Adam shrugged it off and handed it to her.
"Yeah I thought of you when I bought it" he lied handing her the book.
"Ninja love story" she read out-loud. "W-what's it about?" she stuttered a little 'is he…teasing me or is he trying to say something?' Blake thought blushing a little trying to hide it.
"I can't say but with a title like that I thought you might like it" he smiled a little. Wrapping her arms around her book pressing it to her chest. Blake smiled up at him nodding her thanks for doing this.
"Thanks Adam…uhm I thought if you're willing to not be a jack ass about it" she said stepping back the soft cheap carpet feeling good on her feet. "You can sleep with me on the bed. I know you're probably still sore about sleeping on the couch" she crossed her arms book hanging off her right hand.
"Yeah well the couch was crap at the nice house this" Adam sarcastically said looking at the old beat up couch.
"Would cripple me for life" he finished his lips into a wry smirk. Blake chuckled she enjoyed Adam's company for part of the reason he was good at making her laugh. His sense of humor was sardonic and accompanied her sarcastic nature rather well. After a brief conversation dinner Adam taking a shower they both readied themselves for bed. Blade brushed her hair out while Adam had changed into his sleeping ware. Mask off, a pair of black shorts, and black wife beater shirt. The bed lucky for them was rather big queen size. So both of them could be able to sleep in relative comfort without having to bother the other. Adam went first laying down on the far right to the bed that was pressed against the wall. He didn't want to admit it but he was tired, and a bed never felt softer even if he was sure the mattress had seen better days. Blake was next and with both under the sheets Blake turned off the lamp next to the small table. Through his peripheral he could see the glow to her rather haunting eyes. He was sure she could see his as well.
Faunist had almost perfect night vision so darkness was never really a hamper on their part. Blake swallowed feeling very self-conscious about sharing the bed with Adam. He wasn't doing anything just staring at her and it was a bit un-nerving. Turning her back on him she attempted to sleep inhaling in slowly and exhaling. Adam stared back up briefly noticing Blake's ears twitch perhaps waiting for him to do…something. He smirked a little and turned on his side…facing her back. He saw the ears straighten and visibly saw her tense. 'Idiot…he's trying to rattle me' Blake thought frowning she was going to smack him if tried anything-!
Adam's heavier arm draped around her waist and she froze. His chest pressed against her back "A-Adam what" Blake got cut off by him. His legs wrapped around hers, in response she returned the gesture his lips pressed against her hair. Despite their crap hole of a safe house her hair still smelt good he noticed. It was minty he liked it "Calm down…It helps me sleep" he murmured against her hair.
"What…about me?" she questioned laughing a little. She half meant it she never thought it be like this it was cute to see him like this. Not trying to show off or picking fights but a rather gentle side of him she wiggled a little in his embrace and turned to look at him both staring at their perspective glowing eyes in the dark. 'Adam don't…this is not what you should do…she deserves better your too dirty to be a good man for her' the voice that told to Adam was drowned out and what was originally going to be a tease turned into this moment his free hand slip up palm upwards and her top hand joined it. Fingers inter twined Adam decided to close the distance his face drew close to hers. Blake had thought of a moment like this in her younger days. All of them with Adam her first kiss she wouldn't want anyone else to have it. It was stupid but she didn't care at the moment she leant on her shoulder to lift her head and pressed forward. She wasn't sure how it was supposed to feel her books always described this big romantic thing with sparks and dust combustion (she didn't care for 'Dust Turns to Romance' after the first pages) with big speeches and declarations of love. Instead she tasted his mint flavored toothpaste and his lips were rough chapped. Adam himself felt in heaven while no stranger to the fairer sex he never once imagined he would be kissing Blake.
Their lips massaged each other for another minute longer before they finally pulled apart. It was…interesting for Blake. Her first kiss with a boy and now she felt giddy 'man I hope I can still sleep' she thought silently. His lips were rough and what she guessed was how 'manly' lips are supposed to feel like. She frowned in the dark a little looking at Adam he was still staring at her intently his face set in a relaxed state. "Adam" his name sounded great coming from Blake Adam decided.
"Hm?" he casually said stroking her hair her ears lent forward. She wasn't sure what to say he was looking at her with that look on his face and she felt happy.
"Why…did you do that?" Blake asked. He thought it over not sure what to think of it he just, felt like it he wanted to kiss Blake. He had thought about it before but now that it was just the two of them he couldn't care less where they were going now. He was going to be alone with her for four months he figured he might as well get the mushy feely stuff out of the way first.
"I just wanted to get a shot before everyone else at Beacon could" Blake rolled her eyes and turned her back on him. After a few seconds she spoke up.
"What? Not feeling like cuddling anymore?" she smirked in an instant he was pressed to her back and arm wrapped around her waist. This is how they spent their days together taking turns cooking surprisingly enough he was the better cook. Every now and then they would spar keep their skills up and as always Adam being a show off jack ass. The four months breezed by rather quickly too quickly in Adams opinion. Leaving their safe house that more and more ended up feeling more like a regular home than anything else. Bags packed trace of them being their eliminated Adam did what Blake still didn't want to do.
"Are you sure?" she asked despite knowing they had to eliminate every last ounce of evidence. Flipping a lighter open and turning it on Adam threw it on the trail of red dust. The dust sparked furiously and as they reached the exit to the apartment complex their small home was a massive beacon in the sky.
"Well here it comes…were going to school" Adam drawled bag slung over his shoulder. Placing the mask his face his mouth set in a thin line he was no longer the warm guy he was with Blake those four months. School or not he needed to get ready to be ruthless again he wasn't expecting he needed to kill anyone but. Blake's hand touched the top of his and he blinked in surprise…maybe he was being too serious he smirked and took her hand. Alright maybe he could relax try to enjoy school and who knows maybe he could get into any good scrap here and there.
Inside the airship as the two of them sat near the window Adam pretending to look at the scenery. In truth he was interested in the holographic projection in the middle of the ship. Her bow in place it swayed gently back and forth as Blake was engrossed in her book. He smirked if this weren't such a relaxed situation with no one in here actually looking for them she would have remembered that bows don't move on their own. She was so engrossed in her book she failed to notice the news report on the screen.
"This morning a Faunist protest has started so far it seems peaceful. With the Faunist proclaiming this is going to be a peaceful protest. We will keep you informed, now we go to our field reporter as Roman Torchwick has struck again hitting a dust shop today in Vale that was stopped by a heroic young girl." Adam frowned he didn't like the sound of that but he decided to ignore his gut. As he turned his head to the right he saw Beacon on the horizon…'Funny I always thought I'd be on an airship storming that place…life is funny that way' Adam Taurus was going to .
First things first RELAX! I'm in the process of writing chapter five for my Gundam SEED story. I'm simply using these little distractions to keep the juices going whenever I get tired of Gundam I go to other fandoms so I don't get cockblocked. Or I think it's a "writing block?" Meh I don't know. Still I love this fandom excited for Volume 2 REALLY want to see Adam Taurus again if this fic isn't a clue to that.
I took what the wiki has on him and found him like this.
-Cocky
-Love of fight
-Attached to Blake
-Enjoys power
Taking that into account I molded him int 'love the fight' type of guy. Meaning I believe he has little care for the White Fang and it's ideals he only wants to be where he can keep fighting and showing off his skills. So here he is a kick ass show off that fights like crazy.
