I DON'T OWN RWBY!
"The bad news is, time flies. The good news is, you're the pilot." -Michael Altshuler
He banged his head against the metal wall for probably the umpteenth time in the last hour - this accursed piece of flying metal would be the end of him.
Not the grimm.
Not the sadistic SOBs out there.
Not all the trouble he seemed to find - or the trouble that seemed to find him.
Oh who was he kidding that probably would be to.
Ok, maybe bullheads weren't the only things that could spell out his untimely demise - but it was most definitely in the top 10.
Because he kept count.
He felt bile threaten to erupt from his mouth, but forced it down due to the fact that he didn't have a 'barf bag' with him - and the fact that it would be embarrassing as hell.
Ruby pat the despairing boy's back pityingly - with a hint of amusement, and to a much lesser extent, disgust.
No, disgust was a harsh word.
Grossiness
'Not a word Ruby', she chatised.
Yang was more...open with her thoughts, however, "Hey, maybe after this we can call you vomit boy."
Ruby had to hold herself back from snickering, Jaune let out a tiny groan that was supposedly supposed - say that 5 times fast - to be a retort.
The trio was recieving odd looks from the Beacon hopefuls around them - though mainly, the pairs of eyes were focused on Jaune. Some people slowly inched away in fear of having lunch spilled all over them.
The only reasons Yang and Ruby hadn't followed suit were because one, he was their friend, and two, Ruby was just too nice to see someone suffer like that - even if that somebody she had come to comfort wasn't her friend.
Though, she did pick up on one of Jaune's favorite sayings.
"Strangers are just friends you haven't met yet..."
That kind of debunks the whole 'don't talk to strangers' deal, but it's still inspiring - in a childish sense, at least.
Jaune's thoughts came back to his sword - or to be more specific, his newest form in particular.
Runesave.
That's what it had been called.
He had only theories as to what it could actually do, though, his fight with that 'fire woman' helped prove that is sword - somehow - was able to suck in any form of magic and use it to his benefit.
Say, if he didn't use Runesave, he wouldn't have been able to use the add on to Explosion.
Bakugeki Dance Explosion.
That had essentially been able to create multiple explosions at once, something Explosion was incapable of doing. Or, at least, not to the best of his knowledge.
Though, he had a nagging suspicion that it couldn't.
His stomach let out a low, inaudible rumble that caused him to sigh, he really hated motion sickness on days like these. He'd do anything to get-alright, maybe not anything, but he'd go so far as to walk to his destination.
That or knock himself unconcious on the plane.
He didn't have the slightest idea why he hadn't already done so.
It was too late though - just a few minutes and they'd be landing at Beacon Academy.
He heard a digital noise and a woman started speaking, "Hello and welcome to Beacon."
"Who's that?" Yang whispered to Ruby and Jaune.
"My name is Glynda Goodwitch." the hologram continued.
"Oh."
Jaune would have let out a chuckle if he wasn't trying oh so hard to not spill his lunch on the floor...or someone's shoes, seriously, who would do that?
Jaune tuned out the rest of what Glynda had to say, something about being a privelaged few to enter this academy yada yada yada. It wasn't that he didn't care for all that stuff, he was honored to even be accepted into Beacon, but he had heard that Ozpin was going to make an actual speech - that preferably, wasn't recorded.
The bullhead let out a low whir and started to descend towards the ground in front of Beacon, the door opening slowly for students to pass through.
The minute the door was big enough for someone to fit through, Jaune all but jumped through the gap and fell face first into the ground.
"Oh sweet ground, I shall never leave you again..." he murmured.
Yang and Ruby snickered as they walked next to his laying form.
"Y'know, I bet you're going to have to leave the ground sometime." Yang teased.
"Shut up and let me have this." he grumbled.
He gratefully took Ruby's hand to pull himself up, while doing so looking around at his surroundings.
So this is what Beacon Academy looked like - he couldn't lie, it was actually just how Taiyang and Qrow had described it. Though, they hadn't even been inside the building, so he couldn't be the judge of that just yet.
"OOOOOO! This person has a laser-powered rifle!," Ruby exclaimed, "Oh! Oh! This person has a giant dust shuriken!," 'chibi mode Ruby' had finally appeared as another person walked by, "OH MI GOSH! That guy has gaunlets that turn into blades!"
Yang clicked her tounge in approval at the last one, "Gauntlets eh?"
Jaune laughed, "What, your weapon not good enough to swoon over?"
Ruby looked offended at such a statement, and deployed Crescent Rose, "Crescent Rose is the best! I just really like seeing new ones. It's like meeting people...but better..."
Jaune took this with mock offence, "Oh, I get it. So when you met me it wasn't as good as you getting to look at a new weapon for one second? I'm hurt." he put his hand to his heart and started to clutch it tightly.
Ruby's eyes widened and she frantically waved her hands in the air, "No! That's not- I mean- What I meant to say was-" upon seeing Jaune's laughing face, she stopped her ramblings, "Jerk."
Yang was clutching her sides, laughing like there was no tommorow, while Ruby had a slight blush of embarrassment.
"Aw, cheer up Rubes, I bet you'll see a ton of weapons here." Yang assured, to which Ruby let out a small smile.
"Don't we have an opening ceremony to go to?" he asked them.
They paused for a moment, before Ruby used her semblance to dash off towards the entrance od Beacon.
But in doing so, she bumped into a certain heiress's luggage.
The cases flew up into the air as Ruby tumbled on the ground, a dizzying expression on her face.
"Ugh, I can't believe this!" a haughty voice growled.
"Wait wha-" Ruby asked confused.
"You!" she pointed at the young Rose, "Do you have any idea how much this dust would cost!?"
Ruby for her part seemed to only half listen, "Uhm...no?"
"Oh god." Jaune groaned as he stared on at the White girl berating Ruby for such 'childish endeavors', which, to be frank, were just her thing. If you knew her you couldn't honestly blame her.
The girl went on about dust and the Schnee family that no one really cared to listen to, though they didn't say their thoughts out loud - that would be rude.
In her shouts, the girl had been shaking a hybrid of all dust types in a bottle, which was going to cause Ruby to sneeze.
Yep, an explosion was about to happen via a sneeze.
"Are you gonna.." he trailed off and looked at Yang, but she was desperately trying to hold in her laughter, "You know what, I'll do it."
"RUNESAVE!"
His sword shifted as he rushed off towards both of the girls, and just when Ruby was about to sneeze, got in between them and absorbed the dust through his blade.
He sighed, before shifting his sword and putting it back into the hilt.
"Okay, we're deeply sorry for what she did. But can you please just let it go, just this once?" he asked pleadingly.
Weiss looked from Jaune to Ruby, still in shock from what he boy had did, before gaining a slight pink on her cheeks, "Oh, I guess I can. Your name is?" she asked politely.
Yang watched all this with a scowl on her face, the little heiress was trying to warm up to her Jau-wait, where did that come from? She just wanted to get the possesive, bratty girl away from Jaune for his own good...right?
"Oh, well, my name's Jaune. Short, sweet, rolls of the tounge, I would say ladies love it but this probably wouldn't be the right time." he greeted.
"Well, Jaune, it was a pleasure meeting you, but I must be going." Weiss said.
"Likewise." he replied grinning.
With her piece said, Weiss began to walk off with her dust in hand, while Yang caught up with the young Rose and the blonde Arc, "So...that was a thing."
Jaune snorted, "That was more then a thing, Yang."
Ruby tugged at the sleeve of his hoodie, "Thanks for, you know, stopping me from embarrassing myself."
His eyes glinted with amusement, "Not a problem Rubes - though, if I didn't interfere, you would've been called Crater Face."
Ruby glared adorably at the boy, "Hey! It would've been an accident, Vomit Boy!"
Jaune scoffed, "Like having motion sickness isn't an accident either - besides, I didn't even vomit. I'll have you know, motion sickness is a much more common problem then people let on."
He started walking, motioning for the two to follow.
"Oh yeah? How many people do you know have motion sickness?" she snickered.
Jaune actually had to stop and think about that for a second, his thumb and index finger pinched his chin in contemplation, "Actually, all seven of my sisters had motion sickness, along with my mom and dad."
"Wait, seven sisters!?" the two siblings exclaimed, flabbergasted.
He chuckled, this reaction being fairly common whenever he shared this tidbit of information, "Yes, seven...and don't ask how I survived."
"Oh, we're here." Jaune stated as they stopped at the large double doors of Beacon. A crowd of students had gathered around the stage where Ozpin looked like he would start his speech.
"You come here in search of knowledge, to hone your craft and attain new skills. You look upon your peers and all you see is new competition, people that you can beat so you can put yourself at the top of some 'leaderboard'," his gaze shifted to a select few, namely a certain Cardin, "Some more then others. But when I look upon you, I see wasted energy in need of a direction, and a few individuals who need guidance in said direction. We can't take the first step for you - but we can help you take any other steps during your time here at Beacon."
He walked off the stage, his cane clicking against the hard, wooden floor - only to be replaced by the sound of heels, "You will gather in the ballroom tonight, tommorow, we have a little event that will postpone initiation until after that day. We will fill you in on the details later."
Jaune raised an eyebrow, what could possibly be so important that they were forced to postpone initiation until the day after tommorow?
"Mr. Arc." Glynda called out to him, breaking him out of his train of thought. He walked up towards the stage, "Yes?"
The blonde witch gave him a once over, before nodding to herself, "Follow me, the headmaster wants to speak with you."
Huh?
He had just talked to the headmaster with Ruby yesterday, what could he possibly want now.
"Uhm, i-if I can ask, what exactly does the headmaster need me for?" he asked meekly.
Glynda sighed, "Even I don't know.
"WHAT!?"
"Headmaster, you can't be serious!?" Glynda exclaimed.
Ozpin steepled his fingers, his eyes nothing more then a devoid of emotions, "I'm afraid I'm not joking, Glynda. Mr. Arc is to fight you tommorow as a test, if he passes this test, he will be able to go through initiation. He didn't go through entrance exams after all."
Jaune sat there in shock, he had to fight Glynda Goodwitch.
Wait, let him rephrase that.
He had to fight Glynda Goodwitch, the deputy headmistress of Beacon, sometimes dubbed the witch of Beacon, a person that even Qrow was a bit afraid of.
How was that even fair?
"With all dur respect sir-" Jaune got cut off by Ozpin raising a hand.
Ozpin's eyes met Jaune's blue ones, "I don't believe I've given you permission to speak." his tone was cold, something Glynda had never before seen in the headmaster.
The boy was crushed under his glare, "I-I'll...let myself out."
He all but ran for the door, slamming it shut with a mighty thud.
"Headmaster, are you sure about this? This is a first year we're talking about." Glynda asked uncertaintly.
Ozpin didn't even spare her a glance, "Yes, I am."
"He was wielding the forgotten hero's sword anyways."
AN: Ah, the wonders of procrastinatio - you don't get work done but it feels good.
Anyways, this chapter seemed a bit rushed, I needed to get it out as quick as possible - I need time to work on the fight scene I had planned, and It's gonna be a long one. I hope...
This chapter was again, mostly filler, just trying to test out how well I do with conversations and whatnot. The action that you guys have been waiting for should be in the next chapter.
On another note, about 165 followers and 123 (or something) favorites!? That is probably something I would've never expected unless I got to look at it myself. Thank you guys so much!
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