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A/N:
Beacon, JNPR's Dorm
Paris stood in the doorway to JNPR's Dorm after waking up in his own dorm. After reaching the door he found that it only opened partially, so he gave it a good push. He felt it make contact and heard a shriek and a thud. He stepped in and felt something hit his leg. He looked down and the Spartan was lying on the floor and he was standing on her foot.
Paris stepped back, surprised, and watched her get up. As Pyrrha stood she gave Paris a sour look and walked into the bathroom. He heard the door slam and winced. The other occupants of the Dorm unfroze and looked at Paris. Jaune and Ren looked at Paris in surprise and Nora slow clapped at Paris's actions.
Jeanne just rolled her eyes as she looked at Paris and smirked. "Nice going, Paris. You just upset the Pyrrha Nikos."
Paris tilted his head and furrowed his eyebrows, confused. "Is she some sort of big deal?"
"Mistral Tournament? Does that sound familiar?"
Paris shook his head and crossed his arms. "Jeanne, if I knew what that was don't you think I'd at least recognize her name? Remember Jeanne, your other sisters sometimes wanted my attention too."
"What, like how Maika and Meisha 'convinced' you to be a large cat for three days?" Jeanne smirked, thinking she backed Paris into a corner.
Paris shrugged in response. "What can I say? Those two make impossible bets and always get what they want."
Jeanne got frustrated and started mumbling to herself. Paris looked around and gave everyone a nod before opening the door. He turned back into the room, reached into his pocket and threw Nora a chocolate bar. She squealed as it flew at her and she tore the wrapper before swallowing(?) it whole. The faunus decided his business with JNPR was finished. Works every time, Paris thought to himself.
He walked across the hall and knocked on RWBY's Dorm. The door clicked and opened, revealing the Red hood who was surprised at who the visitor was.
"Hello. I don't remember if I properly introduced myself, my name is Paris Nyx." He held his hand out which Red shook with her own.
"I'm Ruby Rose. Do you need something?"
"I need to talk to Ms. White and Ms. Black. Do you know anywhere I could talk to them? Privately, I might add." Ruby was confused, but quickly realized who Paris was talking about.
"Oh, Weiss and Blake?" Paris nodded.
"Hold on." Ruby turned around into her room and yelled for her teammates. "Weiss, Blake! Paris is here and he wants to talk to you both." Paris heard grumbling and beds creaking after Ruby called. She moved aside to let the two pass into the hall.
Weiss was obviously discontent with Paris's presence. "What do you want Paris?"
"Can you hold your questions for later, please? This isn't exactly what I'd call the best place for a private conversation." Paris felt uneasy at having to tell anyone about it. No, I have to tell them. They're the ones who have to told himself this several times.
Blake pitched in while eyeing Paris. "We can go to the roof. The door to it is at the end of the hall."
Paris relaxed a little bit. "That'll work. Let's go."
The trio walked up to the roof in silence. Paris walked out to the edge and waited for the door to close. He turned to see Weiss and Blake staring at him.
"Have you ever heard of the Prophecy of Night's Embrace?"
Weiss and Blake looked at each other. "No." They both answered at the same time.
Paris chuckled. "Of course. Well, do you two want hear it?"
"If that's what you dragged us up here for then go ahead." Weiss was obviously irritated at Paris.
"Okay then. It starts out like this..."
"The Night, raised in the light of the Moons, will depart
Following His arrival, he will succumb to the Darkness in the Sea of Blood
And upon his return the Night and his Guardian will signal the Fall of the Old Age."
Paris stopped and waited. He looked at his companions. Blake had the same expression as before, but Paris could tell the gears in her head were turning. Weiss was, surprisingly(Paris already could tell in the short amount of time that he had been there that Weiss is very irritable), calm and appeared impatient.
The heiress crossed her arms and stared at the Faunus. "Are you done?"
He shifted on his feet, still expecting to get yelled at. "Were you expecting more?"
"What does this have to do with us, Paris?" Blake asked impatiently.
"When my mother told me this Prophecy two years ago, she said that I would meet each of these people in one day. You two both match the description of the Beauty and the Snow and you can fit everyone else in easily I hope."
"What truth are we supposed to keep, then? Hm?" Blake tilted her head as she walked up to Paris.
Paris sat on the roof and held his head in his hands. "Blake, I don't know what the truth is! My mother never told me, but I'm sure that she meant I would eventually find out."
Paris turned to Weiss and stood up. "You have something to say, Weiss?"
The heiress rolled her eyes at him. "Of course I do. In the Prophecy it said, 'Sea of Blood', where is that supposed to be?"
Blake and Paris looked at each other and said, as if it was the most obvious thing. "Forever Fall."
"So what do you want us to do?" Weiss's eyes followed Paris as he walked across the roof. She heard Blake stop next to her, still interested in the ordeal.
"Don't tell the others, especially the Arc twins. If they find out, I'll know who spoke. Wait till I'm back before you let anyone know, alright?" Paris looked at the Monochrome pair. The two nodded silently and Paris left the roof.
Blake looked at Weiss. "Isn't this kind of a cliche situation to you?"
The heiress looked back. "Would you like to head back to the room and let this blow over?"
"Sure."
