A/N: Rayne's weapon is an estoc- google it for a better image. (wikipedia is where I saw the one for my idea).
Accents will remain from OUR WORLD but those places obviously don't exist in RWBY's world, so deal with it.
Without further ado,
-Skij
Chapter Two: The Estoc and the Rapier
Weiss' POV
Weiss broke into a sprint and slid to a stop in front of the door; the sight within brought the heiress' jaw to its breaking point.
What the f-
The professor's voice, one Weiss didn't recognize, rang out clear in the auditorium-sized classroom. The professor stood at the center of the room infront of a blackboard and behind a desk; the center of the room was open, and to the left and right of the center walkway were rows of desks barely filled with students, but enough to make a class.
"This duel is over. Miss Li-Zhao, please take your seat. Miss Rose, are you in need of assistance?" Weiss had finally taken a few steps into the room; only in time to see "Miss Li-Zhao" sheath a smoking (literally exuding smoke) long sword (was that an estoc?) diagonally across her back with a wide grin across her face. A few steps more revealed Ruby sitting on the floor, legs sprawled outwards in an M and Crescent Rose folded up and resting next to her right foot. Team RWBY's leader's head hung as she sat on the ground, wallowing in disappointment and shock.
"Ruby! Are you okay?" Weiss ran to the aid of her leader, who looked up with unmistakable pain flaring in her eyes. Unshed tears appeared to well before Ruby shook her head rapidly side to side, leaving Weiss confused and unsure.
With a flourish of petals, Ruby was on her feet clipping Crescent Rose to her belt; her previous look having completely disappeared behind the crimson girl's trademark smile. Deep stab wounds in each thigh were clotted by the clothing and indicated that no, she was not ok, but the girl didn't seem to mind.
"Yep! I'm fine, Professor." Ruby ignored Weiss' confused looks and calmly walked to her seat, where she quickly proceeded to fall asleep, her head cradled within two pale, bare arms. Weiss could only stare.
I wish those were my arms holding her... wait, what?
"Miss Schnee, I presume; you look extremely confused. Is there anything I can help you with?"
Weiss stared at Ruby for another few seconds before snapping her attention to the teacher of her class.
"Yes, Professor..?" Weiss left as an open ended question, wondering if he would divulge his name.
"Just Professor is fine." Weiss' eyebrow twitched; professors were supposed to give their students something to call them by; Weiss had already found two reasons to dislike the class. Seeing Weiss' blank look, the professor continued.
"Since you missed the first few minutes of class, let me fill you in. Every Monday, we'll have a duel between two random members of the class. After, if the participants haven't fought before, we'll discuss their choice of fighting style and weaponry; this class is not solely about the weapons themselves, but how to best use them in any situation."
Weiss nodded nonchalantly externally, but internally she was screaming at herself for missing so much information and humiliating herself by requiring the teacher to repeat himself. "Professor" didn't seem to mind, though, as he continued on completely unfazed by the requirement.
"Once everyone has fought at least once, we'll be mixing up the fights and having 3 a week, Monday, Wednesday and Thursday. On Fridays until this point, we'll be having simulation team fights with the new fancy machines Headmaster Ozpin kindly provided me over there, through that door." He pointed and everyone's necks audibly craned to see a door labeled SIMULATIONS: AWT.
"You'll have to practice teaming up with people you may not normally be paired up with; it's a life skill you'll be glad I'd taught you by the end of the year." The middle-aged man walked in front of his desk and leaned against it, mug in hand, as he began to speak again.
"Now, Miss Schnee, if you'd like to take your seat, I'm going to go over a few basics that should've been covered in last year's classes."
Weiss tuned the professor out as she took a seat next to Ruby's sleeping figure and poised her chin upon layered hands.
I wonder if she still doesn't forgive me from this morning... I want to change, I want to be supportive of her...I don't want to have to act like such a complete and total distant bitch all the time... ugh. If only...
"Miss Schnee, if you would, please, graciously give us the answer to my previous question?"
Weiss broke out of her trance with another blank look; she seemed to be inattentive a lot today. The professor sighed while a snicker could be heard from across the room, catching Weiss' attention and prompting the heiress to turn with a scowl painted across her face. The culprit was none other than "Miss Li-Zhao", who was seated next to another woman who's face was drawn into a slight smirk.
Why is he picking on me so much? Lord help me.
"So that's all it takes to catch your attention then? A rude noise from across the room... Miss Schnee, please pay more attention from now on."
"And Miss Li-Zhao, before you begin with those awful noises again, please know that I do not tolerate that kind of behavior in my classroom. Save any aggression you may hold towards Miss Schnee," As a scowl now appeared on the face of the source of the snicker, he paused to sip from his mug, (remarkably Ozpin-esque, Weiss noted) and added, "for the duels. That's all I have for today, whoever can answer the question I proposed for Miss Schnee at the start of class tomorrow will receive bonus points. You are dismissed."
Most of the class of 8 began to filter out, led by Li-Zhao and her compatriot and followed closely by Lie Ren and Pyrrha Nikos. Another student mimicked Ruby's actions across the room, and before Li-Zhao and her posse reached the door, the lead girl paused, turned and put her hands on her hips. The teenager closest to her quickly covered her ears as the yelling commenced, leaving Ren and Pyrrha to suffer.
"MOOOOOOOOOSE!" The kid sleeping, a scruffy and lean looking boy, jumped up from his desk and landed on the ground gracefully and silently, looking around from side to side rapidly. When his eyes locked on the group by the door, he dashed towards them and leapt over the side of the rows, landing next to them without injury.
"Sorry Rayne." He sheepishly commented before the girl next to Rayne put him in a headlock and started rubbing his head with her knuckles.
"Monty, what did I tell you about falling asleep in class?" The girl furiously started, but his response was muffled as the group of 5 made their way out of the classroom. The last remaining student was someone she didn't know, and after slowly packing up his things into a backpack, he made his way over to the girls; Weiss brooding and staring into space, Ruby snoring and staring into her eyelids.
"I, uh, hey, well, hi." The large teenager cut an imposing figure; Weiss estimated him to be 6'3" and at least 180 pounds of muscle. His words, however, seemed to come out almost as discombobulated as Ruby's when she was flustered, but his were tinged with a slight Scottish accent.
"Yes?" He cleared his throat and tried again; this time his voice lowered a good octave.
"I'd like to apologize for me teammates, Rayne and Ella. They... don't take kindly to competition, ya see? I wish I could tell ye more, but I don't think it'd be proper to tell ya what they could just as nicely. Sorry, lassie. Me name's Darry, by the way. I don't think I caught yours?" Darry waited a few seconds awaiting an answer, but all he received in return was Weiss' cold stare.
"Sorry I bothered, then. G'bye, Miss Schnee." He simply stated before touching his index finger to the center of his forehead as a goodbye salute before walking down the stairs and out the door.
Weiss stared towards the now-closed door for a few more seconds before waking Ruby, who, after seeing her, disappeared in a flash of petals.
Sighing, Weiss made her way down the stairs before grabbing the backpack she'd haphazardly thrown in her rush to attend to her partner.
This looks like it's going to be a tough year... Oh well. I'll make it through. I always do...
Her thoughts were interrupted by a cough behind her; her hand was already on the door and she was likely going to be late to class. Weiss begrudgingly turned around with a neutral look upon her face.
"Yes, Professor?"
The man set his mug down on a coaster shaped like a wolf's face before motioning her over to him; while she walked over, he opened his scroll and entered some digits before the door in the corner clicked open.
"Follow me."
"But won't I be late for class?"
"What do you have third?"
Weiss paused to remember the schedule she had checked this morning.
"Um, I have Grimm studies with Professor Port in room 1-" 'Professor' cut her off mid-sentence.
"I happen to know Port's out for the day on a task Ozpin required of him, so his classes are cancelled today and tomorrow. What about fourth?"
Fourth? How long is this going to take?
"Free."
"Excellent. Now, come with me."
Weiss frowned at the sudden inflection of emotion in his speech; before, the only thing she'd heard in class was a monotone occasionally broken by exasperation.
"Oh, and Weiss?" Now she was really confused; he was being so casual all of a sudden and it freaked her out.
"Try not to zone out again; it just won't do." Weiss blinked and found herself in a darkening room; she turned around to see the only source of light fading with the closing of the door behind them. The resonant click of the door shutting sent a shiver down Weiss' spine, but nothing would compare to the words that came out of her teacher's mouth next.
"Are you ready to play, Miss Schnee?"
E/N: Aaaand all of a sudden he's a rapist. No, there will not be rape in this story. He's just an eccentric dude when he's not forced to teach classes that- whooooops. Almost gave it all away.
Pace is pretty slow so far; at least the OC's have been introduced, though? Yay? Be happy with me? Pace'll pick up in the next two chapters, I promise. Setting up is required at this point.
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-Skij