"'Just weapons'? They're an extension of ourselves!"
-Ruby Rose.
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"Well, the name's Jaune Arc! The Weapon Whisperer!" Jaune said introducing himself to the girl he met a minute ago.
Ruby Rose looked dumbfounded for a moment. Then her eyes shined with awe and she whispered. "You talk to weapons?"
"Yup! I'm not crazy at all!"
"Prove it!"
"Fine... Uh, how?"
"Oh. Um, Got it!" Ruby pulled out her scythe and displayed it proudly. "Tell me the name of my baby."
"Easy." He declared, and hunched over, to put his face next to the weapon. "I will need silence though. So, be quiet please."
Jaune stared intensely.
"Hey there baby, name's Jaune Arc! Short, sweet, rolls out the barrel - packs hell of a punch. What's your name." He flirted, with the weapon.
"Quiet one, aren't you. That's not a bad thing, your partner doesn't know when to shut her mouth. She just says whatever she wants without a care for other's feelings."
"No! I wasn't insulting her. That was just an observation, I'm just saying you two work well together."
"Yeah, I've noticed. You even share a colour scheme. With that amount of care, I'm actually worried. What if your partner can't use you? Will she be defenceless?"
"I didn't say she saw weak, or that you'll let her down. Just that you shouldn't specialize, before you generalize." Jaune stares into his refecltion on the crescent blade.
"Understood, I'll try my best." He said, then took a peak at the young rose.
"Maybe later, Crescent Rose, maybe later." Jaune backs away and smiles smugly at the shocked reaper.
Ruby open and closes her mouth, trying to say something.
She takes a deep breath, faces Jaune, gets on one knee and demands. "Marry me."
{Ch.1 End.}