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1. Here
Yang and Ruby stared into the distance from atop the circular stone temple in the Emerald Valley.
"Hey Ruby." Yang broke the peaceful quiet of the valley.
"Yeah?"
"You ever wonder why we're here?"
"I don't know, Yang. Did some.. gods place us here?" Ruby pulled up the hood of her cloak. "Do we have a purpose? Was my mom supposed go missing? What about yours? Was this all a part of some sort of.. plan? From the gods, and stuff? I don't know. But it keeps me up at night." The sisters were quiet for a moment, taking in the meaning behind Ruby's words before Yang spoke up.
"No, I mean, why are we, y'know, here? Like, in the middle of this valley?" she clarified.
"Oh. Uh, I dunno."
"What was that stuff about gods?"
"Nothing!"
"You wanna talk about it?"
Ruby pulled herself further into her cloak. "No!"
"You sure?" Yang put a hand on her sister's shoulder.
"Yeah!"
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From a nearby cliff, an girl in bronze armor with long, red hair watched them through the scope of a similarly colored rifle.
"What are they doing?" She turned her head from the rifle to the blonde boy in jeans and a hoodie, protected by armor plates on his torso and arms. He was tall, blonde, scraggly, and a bit of an idiot.
"What was that, Jaune?" the riflewoman asked.
"What are they doing down there?" Jaune repeated.
Pyrrha Nikos, star athlete of Mistral and world-renowned fighter, sighed to herself. "You asked me that five minutes ago. And five minutes before that. But they're still just standing there. They're still just talking, and when you ask me five minutes from now, I'm still going to tell you, they're still just standing there, and they're still just talking." It was uncommon for her to get anywhere near this upset, especially towards Jaune. Jaune didn't speak for a few seconds, and Pyyrha returned to studying the base.
"What are they talking about?"
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