"Hmm... what do you even get for a girl who pretty much has everything she could want?"
Sable wondered to himself as he walked through the crowded night streets. He had been wandering around aimlessly for almost an hour, still trying to figure out what kind of present to get for the "Princess". After a couple more minutes had passed he began to notice shops left and right closing up for the night.
"Oof. Looks like I better get a move on."
Just as he said this, he realized where he had stopped. Looking up at the large building to his right, scratched his head in wonder.
"Well would you look at that. Isn't this the place she usually shops at? And it looks like they're still open."
With a shrug of his shoulders he decided to head for the shopping center, all while still mulling over what kind of present to get. With a quick glance to the moon he let out an annoyed sigh.
"Guess we'll just cross that bridge when we get there." He stopped to look at the sky again. "I really gotta stop talking to myself too."
While the night went on, a young lady stood alone in her room. As she undid her ponytail to let her snow white hair down she settled herself at the side of her bed which was currently occupied by several articles of clothing all neatly set apart from each other in an organized manner. Looking over each one she nodded and stepped away to grab an empty suitcase set against the wall. Passing by the window she had left opened, she failed to notice the person that had appeared... or rather, she chose to ignore him.
"Really? No, 'Hi, Sable, how's it going?'. That kinda hurts, Weiss."
Sable smirked as he sat down on the window sill. As he sat, a pillow hit him directly in the face. Catching it as it fell, he set it down.
"Very mature."
Without turning to acknowledge boy any further, Weiss began packing the clothing she had set on the bed.
"How many times have I told you to knock before coming in?"
Sable sighed.
"Fine. Knock knock."
He said as he mockingly knocked his knuckles against the air. This failed to get her attention.
"I meant the door."
With a roll of his eyes, Sable got up and walked towards the door. Once there, he looked at Weiss and knocked on it.
"Happy?"
"I'm seriously going to hit you with something harder than that pillow. And sharper."
"Okay, okay. I'm sorry. Just kinda surprised you're still up this late." Sable said, holding his hands up in surrender. He looked over to the large stack of suitcases in the corner of the room then back to Weiss, who had finished packing the last set of clothes.
"Well, you're certainly ready for travel, Milady."
This prompted Weiss to throw the suitcase straight at the boy. Catching the item, Sable chuckled.
"Hehe, sorry. Forgot you hate when I call you that."
"Why are you even here?"
"Just dropping by to see why you're still up at..." He pulled out a Scroll to check the time. "1:AM."
"I was going to ask the same of you."
"Oh, just the usual. Running errands for your dad and stuff." After setting down the suitcase. Sable walked back to the window and sat down. Her arms crossed, Weiss walked over to the boy and pointed at the white bandage on his left cheek.
"And what kinds of errands causes this?"
Sable sighed covered it up by resting his face on his hand.
"Nothing you need to worry about. Let's just say I tripped and leave it at that."
The girl shook her head and walked back to her bed. Removing her bolero she sat down to face the boy. The two sat in silence. Weiss, still glaring daggers.
Twiddling his thumbs, Sable let out another sigh and decided to continue the conversation.
"So... why the sudden choice to attend some random academy all the way out in Vale? Seems a bit off for an important person like yourself to do this."
Annoyed, Weiss suddenly stood up to explain.
"It's not just some random school. It's Beacon Academy. One of the most prestigious schools for training Huntsmen and Huntresses. And why shouldn't I?"
"Right. Why? Your father's been complaining about how one of his daughters would rather go out and fight Grimm than inherit the family business."
Getting up to stretch, he turned around, looking into the night sky.
"Something like this is dangerous. You know that. You really don't like your father and the company that much?"
The heiress's annoyed expression softened as she looked down. Sable sighed upon seeing a more sorrowful look on his Master's face.
"It's not that I hate it all. It's just..."
Noticing her sudden quietness, Sable scratched the back of his head and started for the bed. Reaching into his right pocket, he dug out a small white box and set it down. Turning around he placed a hand on Weiss's shoulder, catching her by surprise.
"Sorry. Didn't mean to pry. Anyway, gotta get going. Neck's been killing me all day and I need a nap."
Weiss looked to the box then returned her attention to the boy stepping out the window.
"Oh, and I got you a present. Don't know if it's any good or not. Kinda just picked something at random." He stepped out the window and onto a glyph that appeared. And with a smirk and a wink, he turned to face her once more. "Goodnight, Milady."
Before Weiss could say anything, Sable had ran off. After she closed her window, she picked up the box left on the bed. Upon opening it, she couldn't help, but smile at the gift. Pulling the necklace out from it's box, she held it up to the moonlight to get a better look.
"That dunce..." She said as she put on the necklace. "I guess I'll forgive you for calling me that."
A/N: Another chapter down.(Writing this all by phone is still kind of a pain) Man, doing all this is really making me want to get back into RWBY. Kinda dropped off at the start of Vol. 3. Just haven't been able to make the time to get back into. Still love and slightly remember stuff about the characters and the world, just kinda really lost on the story.