Disclaimer: I do not own RWBY. The only thing I own is the plot line.
The sight was mesmerizing. In the light of the sunset, they looked like flames, dancing and spinning, jumping from one side to the other. The twisted and turned, crossed each others' path in practiced harmony. The jingle of their tambourines added to the already steady beat of the drum, their bare feet padded quietly against the cobble stone street, a giant smile graced their faces, and the way their skirts flowed through the air, following their every move, it was simply… mesmerizing. They swayed their hips, side to side in beat with the music, and their arms swam through the air in graceful arcs. Their feet worked out intricate patterns in order for them to leap and turn. All in all, it was quite complicated, no matter how easy the two young ladies made it look.
The little hat set out in front of the women dressed in yellow and red was half full with lien, the occasional person passing by appreciating the show that was being put on. There was also a small black and white corgi that flitted around them, it seemed that he was part of their group. It seemed that the two girls were almost at their limit, already having danced for an hour and a half, almost two. Even so, their feet never stumbled and their smiles never faltered, I would know, for I'd been watching them the entire time. I passed by just as they started and from then onwards, couldn't take my eyes off them. As entrancing as their dance was, and it being the main reason I stayed, I couldn't help but feel as if I had met them somewhere before.
The long flowing blonde hair. It reached the top of her thighs and had an orderly yet, unkempt look to it. She was using a purple handkerchief as a headband. Her hair shone almost as bright as the sun. Then she also had purple eyes. Well, no, not really purple. They were more of a vibrant violet color, and I could see the joy shine through them. She was tall, definitely taller then me, and was well gifted with a large bosom. Her hips were wide, her waist was small. She had unusually buff arms for a woman, and a six pack was clearly defined in her mid section. From what I could see, her calves her hard as rock. She wore a yellow silk skirt. The back reached her ankles but the front was slightly shorter, about half way up her shin. The golden embroidery along it folds shone in the fire light. Sheer, yellow fabric laid overtop her skirt to the side, starting at her waist then falling down her left leg. At the top of her skirt, there was an orange scarf wrapped around her hips. On her upper body, she wore a yellow cloth. It only covered her breast, going from the top of her stomach to just beneath her arms. There was a strip of fabric started on her left, wrapped around the opposite side of her neck, then came back around, crossing over it's self, to end on her right (a/n halter crop top). Then on each of her arms, closer to the top, she had a cuff of purple fabric.
Next to her stood a smaller girl. I'd guess she was younger as well. Her hair only reached the top of her shoulders. It was an onyx color, with dark, blood red tips. She had a simple rose clip holding back part of her bangs. Her eyes were a shining silver, and shone with the same glee the other possessed. She was on the short side, much like myself, had a smaller frame. She was not as well-endowed as her partner, nor as curvy, with a bigger waist and smaller hips. Neither was she as buff, but I could she the slight muscle definition in her arms and legs, or whatever her clothing allowed my to see of them. Her skirt was made of red silk, going all the way down to her ankles on all sides. There was silver embroidery along its edge that sparkled with the soft fire light. She also had sheer fabric, red in color, starting at her waist and going down her left leg. At her hips, a gray, shimmery scarf was tied, hanging down one side, much like the other's. on her top half, she had a baggy, dark gray blouse. It started at the top of her stomach, bunched up and full of ruffles, and had a boat neck line. Her sleeves reached down to just above her elbow, and poofed out. Her outfit was much simpler then the one in yellow, but was quite beautiful nonetheless.
They continued to dance and leap, sometimes singing lyrics to the songs they played. The people gathered around were weary, backed a ways away from the trio, but interested all the same. They seemed to enjoy the performance and watched peacefully. However, the sound of hoof steps and the clanking of armor rung out through out the alleyway, making the pair up front freeze. A deafening yell echoed off the walls.
"Get them!"
A group of soldiers appeared at the end of the street. The two girls dancing immediately stopped and stooped down to grab their small bags and the hat full of lien. The pair along with the girl that was playing the drum ran off in different directions. Both the drummer and the red one got away, but before the one in yellow could turn the corner, one of the soldiers grabbed her by her hair and pulled her back.
"HEY!" I swear that I saw her eyes flash red when this happened. "Don't Touch My Hair!"
The only response she got was a harder yank of her head. She stumbled backwards, causing her to spill some of the lien in her hat.
"Where'd you get all this money, gypsy?" The man's tone of full of disgust when he uttered her title.
"I earned it!" She yanked her hair out of his hand a scrambled to get get the fallen money. She got all of the lien back into the hat, but then two more men came and grabbed her. One had her arms and the other held onto one of her legs.
"Gypsies can't earn money, they only steal it!"
Just as he was about to put her hands in handcuffs, she jumped off her right leg, and swung it around to round kick the guy holding her left leg in the head. He let go of her foot and flew 10 feet into the building behind him. She then threw her head back and hit the man-behind-her's nose. He yelped as blood leaked out and loosened his grip on her hands. She yanked her hands out of his and upper-cut him in the stomach, making him bend over before grabbing the back of his head and connecting it with her knee. While he fell over unconscious, the woman turned and ran to climb up a wall. She was half way to the roof, where I could see her red companion waiting, before the other soldiers started going after her. As the got closer, I grabbed my horses reins and took her out in front of them. They smacked against her side, one of them falling back and the other falling forward into the mud.
"Breeze, sit." I called out. Breeze sat down on her hind legs, crushing the soldier under her.
"Hey! What do you think you're doing?!"
I looked over to the man, an expression of innocence on my features. "Oh!" I made my voice get high at the end. "I'm terribly sorry! I didn't see you there!" Despite my polite 'apology' the man still turned to me.
"Who do you think you are. I could get you arrested!"
He pulled out a medium dagger, and went to charge for me. Just as he was about to move, I pulled out my rapier, Myrtenaster, and pointed it at him.
"You were saying, lieutenant?"
"P-princess! Oh, how unusual to see you here?" I stared at him with a deadpan look.
"we were just, you know…" He stammered, "Patrolling the streets, catching common criminals and the such."
I raised my eyebrow. 'common criminals? I don't think those two girls are criminals.'
"Then please, do explain to me, how those two young ladies are common criminals?"
"Well, they're gypsies. They lie, and steal, and cheat! They've been running around here for months now, but we've never been able to catch them."
'Gypsies? They're not bad.'
"Well, forget them for now. I would like for you to escort me back to the palace."
"Yes ma'am!"
I went to mount Breeze, but a flutter of in the corner of my eyes caught my attention. I quickly walked over and picked up two pieces of fabric. One was yellow and it had a flaming heart stitched into it in black. Then the other piece of fabric was red, and had a burning rose stitched into it in light gray. Both symbols looked oddly familiar. I stuffed them into my bag, before standing up and hopping onto Breeze.
I would research my findings at home.
So that's chapter one! I do plan on making more chapters but i'm not sure when they'll be up, or the such. I hope you liked it. I was watching the Hunchback of Notre Dame and that's what inspired this scene (the first scene with Esmeralda and Captain Smith), but the similarities end there, the rest of the story will be nothing like the movie.
I based Ruby's outfit off more traditional gypsy clothing, while i based Yang's outfit off more of a genie styled outfit. Thus why she has the arm bands, and top only covering her cleavage. I was going to put Ruby in a corset, but I wanted her to sorta match Yang in some way, plus a corset wouldn't be very practical wth the way I'm taking the story. If they end up having alternate outfits, I'll give Ruby a corset.