A Prince and a Red Reaper
Dust, Remnants source of power for many things, including producing effects similar to the magic of Lucis. In retrospect, the Magic of lucis could be compared to the raw power that dust was because of their many similarities. Where one can be cultivated, the other is given through the King. Where one is singular in its purpose the other is versatile, yet less pronounced in its use.
Dust and magic.
So similar yet so different.
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In the years since Remnants arrival there have been extensive studies into the phenomenon known as dust. Spearheaded by Ozpin and Regis this project has gone into looking at the similarities of dust and magic. Or more specifically the nodes of power that so resemble the dust of Remnant. Many of these nodes, always of one of three elements (fire, lightning and ice), have been reported to be springing up across Remnant, though only a select few are capable of harvesting their power safely. First a discussion on the difference of uses between Dust and magic. More specifically it's more recognizable form in elemancy.
Dust is more akin to a vital necessity than anything else. Used form everything to ammo and power sources the power that dust holds in today's society a true but troubling place. The properties of dust correspond to the effect they produce, whether in the form of ammo or in conjunction with semblances that can effectively wield them. Fire dust infused ammo will effectively produce a fire effect on bullets. The same goes for lightning, ice and almost any other kind of dust. The more specialized dust or 'secondary' forms are a mix of the four primary forms. These can include Gravity or Earth types.
As stated before dust can be activated by a person semblance. This is achieved through the person's aura, which itself fuels semblances. It is unknown how dust effects a semblance, but the effects cannot be denied. One such example comes from the First Crownsguard Faunus, Marion Holts. Her semblance, named Enhancement, allows for her to pour different types of dust into her weapon in its energized form, furthering the already deadly combination of weapon and dust. By combining her weapon with water dust she could, hypothetically, extinguish entire swaths of fire with a single slice. Again hypothetical.
On a final not dust can be woven into clothing and to a lesser extent weapons. More often than not used for minor thing. (Personal touch. Fire dust infused slippers for warmth ect.) In recent years many Glaives have dust infused covering, signifying their personal crest with the standard issued covering.
Magic was always held in the realm of myth. That changed almost overnight with the introduction of Lucis and its blatant use of magic in various forms. Fire summoned form nothing but thin air, with no dust or semblance involved. Warping is yet another aspect that can only be explained through the magic of the King, though some have tried to explain the intricacies of that particular skill. There are several things that distinguish magic from its Remnant counterpart.
First is the access of magic. Magic of the crystal is granted to those that the current King chooses. Each person that the magic is granted to has a different aptitude for it. Whereas dust can be used by anyone with sufficient aura, or access to it in bullets or ready to use form, magic is more selective. Whereas one glaive might be able to summon massive conflagrations of flame another might only be able to use the basic spells that all glaives can use. Those with the greatest aptitude can directly link with other magic users. This allows them to create truly devastating magic. Thankfully that form of combat has not been seen since Lucis came to Remnant.
Since it is controlled by the King magic is more controlled than dust. The process for one to receive the kings magic one must serve a certain amount of time in the Glaives before they are given the chance to receive the magic of the crystal. While dust is commonly used by hunters, it is readily accessible to most of the populace of Remnant. Magic can be considered a controlled element, and for good reason.
While dust can be volatile, especially if improperly handled, magic is by far the more destructive of the two. With a simple wave of their hands Glaives are able to summon lighting, fire, and other elements on a whim. The greater aptitude for magic that one has the more powerful the spell they can cast. Dust remains in a single state. It takes more dust for more powerful effects, while magic only depends on the user for its power. Not having to carry dust around is yet another benefit that the Kingsglaives and their elite brethren, the Crownsguard, benefit from.
On a final note it can be said that both dust and magic are counterparts, the opposite sides of the same coin. One can only imagine the power one could create by combining the power of dust and magic. Luckily, there has been no cause to actually pursue that line of reasoning. Yet anyhow.
-Report of Altius Crowe, Head Researcher for Lucis
Chapter 6: Events Abound
Noctis
True to his father's words Ignis woke the three of them up early in the morning. Despite the grumbling from both Noctis and Prompto they managed to get in their morning training and breakfast well before class was set to begin. As they arrived back at the dorms to cool off they noticed that there was some sort of commotion coming from RWBY's dorm. Looking between themselves Noctis shrugged as they rested for the hour before they needed to head to class. Each of the lucians had their own quirks as his father so lovingly would put. Gladio would always be found training or reading in his spare time, at least when his sister, Iris, was not nearby. Igins would spend his time figuring new recipes to try out, among other things. Prompto would be cruising through several magazines, guns and photography in equal measure. Noctis, well…..
Napping would be the most appropriate term.
Despite Ignis's rather pointed glares the Prince of Lucis was all or a good nap during the day. Anywhere he could comfortably rest his head the prince would find a way to catch a few z's. While things were quiet in their dorm the team across from them was…less so. In retrospect, the four Lucians did not have very much in terms of personal touches. A poster here, a personal alarm here. Noctis couldn't help but smirk at the, he assumed, mountain of things that four girls would have in their shared dorm room.
At the designated time Ignis roused everyone to proceed to class. Even Noctis, who would more than often fight when his nap was interrupted, followed his friend. Before they could walk more than a few steps two doors opened, with the leaders of team RWBY and JNPR poking their heads out in confusion.
"Um." NOctis directed his attention to Ruby "Where are you guys going?"
"Were heading to class." Ignis pipied up, no doubt waiting for the two to finish their conversation.
"But class isn't until…."
"Yes, fifteen minutes from now." Ignis answered in what would later be called his 'lecture mode by everyone that would meet him. The expressions on his fellow leaders faces were priceless. Throwing thanks their way Noctis could only imagine the flurry of activity that Ignis had just caused. Luckily Prompto was there to sort things out.
"Uh specs?"
"Yes Prompto?"
"Class doesn't start for another twenty minutes."
"Indeed." Ignis replied as they kept walking. Noctis, Prompto and Gladio looked between themselves before sporting grins of the devil.
"Nice one specs."
Professor Ports Classroom
"All of our hate."
"I figured being a little early for classes would be a good thing."
Yang merely eyed Ignis with a glare to end all glares. Though when her hair came into any equation it was a matter of life or death. The three teams were sitting in their first class five minutes early, something that Yang had never done. Their early arrival did allow them to get the best seats. A point in Ignis's favor.
"He right Yang. If we hadn't noticed him we might have been late. And on our first day!"
Yang looked at each member of team RWBY besides herself. Blake shrugged in agreement while Weiss looked indifferent, expet when Ignis came into the equation. Was that a slight blush when she looked at the classes wearing Lucian?
"Better to be early than late." Noctis lazily inputted. The Lucian prince was debating falling asleep again before the start of class. Powernaps were all the rage these days.
Before he could get to far into sleep land Ruby poked his side, earning a raised eyebrow at her. Motioning for him to lean in she whispered him a non-too familiar question. The snort drew everyone's attention and Noctis was more than happy to reply to their questioning looks.
"Ruby was just commenting on how if Ignis colored his hair silver he could be Ozpins son or brother."
The dead slice that permeated the room was shattered in an instant by an ever-enthusiastic Nora.
"Oh, yeah I was wondering about that. REN! You think we have any silver hair dye?"
"No Nora."
The dam broke as various levels of amusement laughed out. Even Blake, who had been reading a book for the last few minutes, chuckled in amusement as Ignis rubbed the bridge of his nose in an effort to relieve the headache that would no doubt follow that line of thought. Better to be sane for now. Unbeknownst to him four conspirators were planning just that.
After a good minute or two of laughing the room was starting to fill out with other teams. Noctis noticed the various looks that were coming their way, no doubt in regards to their defeat of the Behemoth at initiation. While Noctis was more than used to this type of attention, he knew Ruby would have no such luck. Nudging the red reaper with his shoulder she turned to look at her friend and crush. He smiled warmly before shrugging. Luckily Ruby got the message as an elderly looking Professor made his entrance. Though the way he acted was anything but….elderly.
Behind the Professor, Port Noctis idly remembered, were various species of both Grimm and Lucian creatures. He recognized most of them easily enough, and had killed a good portion of the displayed Lucian creatures. He noticed ruby had her attention facing forward, her interest in the various Lucian creatures obvious. Unfortunately for both him and Ruby the words that would come out of Professor Ports mouth would all but assuredly make this class a groaning disappointment.
"Monsters! Deeeemons... Prowlers of the night! Yes, the creatures of Grimm and Lucis have many names, but I merely refer to them as prey! Ha-ha!"
Two simultaneous thuds were heard as the poorly made joke seemed to exude silence rather than amusement. Noctis was having flashbacks of something, more than likey something he had repressed from his childhood, while Ruby was thinking of what was worse in terms of comedy; her sister or the professor. Regardless the professor continued, unabated by his lackluster joke. Gladio just rolled his eyes, whether at Noctis or the Professor he did not know. Before he could pull out his current book a light tapping on his shoulder drew his attention to Blake. Taking the note from her raised his eyebrow at the request.
Meet tonight on the roof?
Turning his head so that he had one eye on Blake he nodded, rather enjoying the smile that she threw back at him. He knew that the hidden faunus rarely displayed much emotion in public, but their interactions had always managed to bring out the best of her. That or he would sick Iris on her, much to the cat faunus's chagrin. Speaking of which he should probably call Iris later to make sure she was up to date on everything. Last thing he remembered was that she was visiting Blake's parents on Menagerie. Turning his immediate attention back to the Professor Gladio had to hold in a groan as the professor continued on with his stories.
By this time, Ruby had started to doodle in her notebook while Noctis had nodded off, much to the inevitable displeasure of Ignis. Eventual the red huntress woke Noctis, showing him the drawing of the professor that she had drawn. Holding in a snicker Noctis took the notebook to add his own drawing onto it. Unbeknownst to the both of them Wiess was silently fuming beside them. By the time Professor Port grabbed everyone's attention Noctis and Ruby notice the cage that appeared in the classroom, no doubt holding a Grimm if he was to put money on it. Idly he noticed Yang and Noctis shaking hands, no doubt setting bets already. Crystal help anyone who got in between their betting. Ruby and Noctis continue their antics, further angering the already irate hierss.
"The moral of this story? A true Huntsman must be honorable!"
Noctis and Ruby are on their fifth match of tic-tac-toe.
"A true Huntsman must be dependable!"
Ruby is trying to balance an apple on the sleeping princes head.
"A true Huntsman must be strategic, well-educated, and wise!"
Both Ruby and Noctis were asleep, heads resting on their desks. Weiss was silently fuming at the not so subtle snoring from both of them.
"So, who among you believes themselves to be the embodiment of these traits?"
In an instant Weiss, still very much angry, raises her hand first. "I do, sir!" Everyone turns their attention to the Schnee Heiress, even Ruby and Noctis who were just sleeping a moment ago. Port smiles as he brings the cage that had been in the back of the room forward. "Well then, let's find out!"
Bracing the cage the students see that the glowing eyes of a Grimm are facing htem. Weiss steps out of the room to no doubt grab her battle gear. Yang and Prompto eyed he cage carefully, trying ot discern the type of Grimm encased, no doubt to settle their bet. Ruby looks a little worried for her partner, despite knowing she can take care of herself. A hand on her shoulder draws the attention to Noctis, who has a reassuring smile.
"Don't worry Ruby. Any partner of yours is sure to be able to handle themselves. Plus, you'll be able to help through suggestions if need be."
"You think?"
Noctis just shrugged as he turns back to the front while eyeing the caged Grimm. "Even the best fighter need help. Dad always has someone watching his back in a fight, even if they can't directly help in a way. It's how the Libra Magic came to be developed."
"Libra?" asked Pyrrha, who had been listening to the conversation. Noctis nodded as he continued.
"Basically, think of it as your own personal scanner. With Lucian creatures, I can tell what elements they are weak to, such as a sabertusk is naturally weak to fire and slashing damage. With Grimm the data is a little different. Instead of telling me what they are weak to, it shows me the best place to strike."
"So it is more of an analysis tool than anything else." Ren inputted, his interest peeked.
"In layman's term, yes." Noctis squinted as he tried to cast the magic on the caged Grimm. Unfortunately, it was too shrouded for the magic to take hold. "While it's a great tool to use, it does have some drawbacks. You can't use it in combat, as the magic is slow acting and the user has to be in eye-contact with the subject the magic is being cast on. Secondly, it's not that widespread in its use, as we have compendiums on most of the current species of creatures that reside in Lucis. Finally you need to be able to clearly see the subject."
"Despite that." Ren countered "It seems to be a great support tool."
"It is why it was made by my father." At this point Weiss had returned to the class, decked out in her gear. Taking the centerstage Professor Port nodded as he set to release the caged Grimm. Yang and Prompto had leaned forward in anticipation of who would win their bet, while the rest of their group eyed the cage cautiously.
Various cheers, mostly from RWBY's direction fill the hall. Unfortunately, due to Weiss's still raised anger, she turns to her leader and snaps at her.
"Ruby! I'm trying to focus!" Instantly the red huntress in training adopts a meek look while turning away. Noctis narrows his eyes at the Schnee heiress, but stops when he notices Ignis sending him a pointed look. Knowing that the more tactically minded Crownsguard can handle whatever may come of that situation he turns his attention back to the arena, where Professor Port is readying to release the caged Grimm.
"Let the match" At this point the Professor had raised his weapon which was brought down on the lock not a moment later "Begin!"
The instant the lock falls off the cage a Grimm Boartusk rams through the door of the cage, bristled without a doubt anger at being kept in a cage. Weiss assumed a ready stance as the two circled each other. With a clear view of the Grimm the Libra that Noctis had been trying to use could take effect, though the results were not all that surprising.
"Weak on its belly. Not really all that surprising if you think about it." Muttered Noctis, while Ruby nodded as she watched the fight between her partner and the boartusk. In an instant, they had both charged at each other. As they meet Weiss attempts to stab the boartusk in the skull, only to have her weapon trapped in its tusk. Noctis hears the sharp intake of breath from beside him as the Schhnee Heiress is thrown around while still griping her weapon.
"Come on, Weiss, show it who's boss!" The glare that Ruby receives in return does nothing to assuage the headache that will no doubt follow after this class. Unfortunately for Weiss that moment of distraction is enough for the boartsuk to rip Mytenaster while also knocking its wielder away from it. At his point, Ruby looks truly worried which Noctis tries to assuage by placing a hand on her shoulder in silent support. Their attention is drawn back to the arena as Weiss managed to dodge the rolling boartusk. As she slides to get her weapon back Ruby jumps up and yells at her fellow partner.
"Weiss! Go for its belly! There's no armor underneath-"
"Stop telling me what to do!"
Noctis merely frowns at the rebuttal from the Schnee heiress that was sent towards Ruby. Noctis had an idea of what this was about, but was resigned to watching it play out. Prince he may be, but here he was just another student. Despite her negative reaction to the advice she eventually follows it after dodging the roll attack of the boartusk. Noctis swore he heard a sigh of relief from both Ruby and Weiss, but put it aside as Professor Port ended the class.
"Bravo! Bra-vo! It appears we are indeed in the presence of a true Huntress-in-training!" Ruby continued to frown as Weiss made her way back to the students. Noctis looks over to Ignis and motions with his head towards the door. Ignis sighed, or at least Noctis thought he did, before Weiss stormed past them. "I'm afraid that's all the time we have for today. Be sure to cover the assigned readings, and... stay vigilant! Class dismissed!"
Idly he heard Jaune mention the Schnee Heiress's mood before making to follow Ruby and Weiss with Ignis in tow. He just hoped that the situation was not blown out of proportions just yet.
Ruby
Ruby managed to catch up to the irate heiress rather quickly. Getting the said heiress's attention was another matter.
"Wiess!"
Or maybe not.
The Schnee heiress turned to regard her with a look of anger, though Ruby was unsure of why that anger was there in the first place. "What?"
Ruby took a breath before looking back at her partner and responding. "What's wrong with you? Why are you being-?"
Before Ruby could finish Weiss had rounded completely on her, the anger form before rearing its head. "What's wrong with me? What's wrong with you? You're supposed to be a leader, and all you've been so far is a nuisance!"
Ruby took a step back before scoffing lightly. "What did I do?"
Unknown to both of the arguing teammates three additional people had arrived at the conversation. Noctis and Ignis just sighed as the situation escalated quickly, while Ozpin regarded the two Lucians that had arrived on the scene.
"I assume you to had an inkling that this would happen?" Ozpin regarded as Weiss kept berating the younger leader of RWBY.
"Yeah you could say that." Noctis replied as he continued to watch the train wreck in front of them.
"Indeed. We are here to help to, hopefully, mend some bridges. Team RWBY is a good setup, if not for some problems facing them currently."
Ozpin raised an eyebrow before taking a sip of his ever-present coffee. Motioning to the separating teammates Noctis and Ignis both nod in silent agreement. Ozpin merely smiles softly as he walks away. Turning back to the two members of RWBY, one on the verge of tears and another walking away, Noctis is ran into by Ruby while Ignis makes his way towards the Schnee Heiress.
"N-Noct? I guess you saw…."
"Yeah I did."
Ruby took a shaky breath before looking the Lucian prince in the eye. "Is she right? Did Ozpin make a mistake?"
"No." The widening of those silver eyes would be hilarious, if not for the situation that caused them.
"But how can you be sure?" Ruby replied in almost a whisper.
"Well, think about this. Ozpin has been around a lot longer than we have. Heck I'm not sure who is older Oz or dad." The snort of amusement does its job to lighten the heavy mood. "But just like dad he comes from experience. Personally, I think you have great potential to be a leader."
"I guess if it comes from a prince of all people." Ruby regarded him with an innocent look. One which Noctis wasn't sure was completely innocent either. Rolling his eyes, he looks at the time while noticing Ruby looking a little better. "For now, though we need to head to alchemy class."
"Oh, isn't that the one that Miss Altius teaches? She was a glaive, right?"
"I think she still is."
Professor Altius's classroom
Noctis wasn't sure what Ignis had said to the Schnee heiress, but the look of thinking was unmistakable on her face. He caught Ignis's eye that seemed to say 'it's taken care of'. Nodding his head in understanding everyone turned their attention to the newest Professor of beacon. Ruby had an odd sort of déjà vu as she looked at Beacon's academy newest professor. That was answered when Jaune awkwardly blurted out that she looked like miss Goodwitch's sister. Unbeknownst to the hunters and huntresses in training the Glaive turned teacher had heard all the muttering and, with a smirk befitting a teammate of one Nyx Ulric, started to address the assembled students.
"Greetings prospective hunters and huntresses of Beacon. Welcome to Alchemy." As she cast her gaze over the class she smiled at their undivided attention. "Now there are several things I want to say before we get into questions."
With the undivided attention on her she started. "Firstly, this is the newest addition to Beacon's curriculum. In this class, you will be learning how to make curatives for various situations, such as potions for injuries and ethers for aura repletion. Further into the term you will be learning different combinations for other restoratives, such as antidots and higher level potions."
"Secondly I will not tolerate any misbehaving. Of. Any. Sort." Her words were punctuated by the slight frost that covered the room, effectively silencing the student body for her to continue. "I do not care if you have problems with each other, human or faunus or whatever. You mess up and there will be punishments doled out to all involved parties. I was not known as the mistress of the Glaives for nothing after all."
After the fear of death-ahem punishments was thoroughly entrenched into them Crowe started again. "Finally, is my likeness to Miss Goodwitch. We are not related to each other by any means. We are colleagues. With a very good fashion sense." At this she got chuckles, dispelling the tense atmosphere that she had knowingly created. Sitting on the edge of her desk she spied the top of her desk to show the class their first assignment of the year. A simple reading and essay. The main purpose of this first class was to answer questions, as she had done with the previous classes.
"Now then the purpose of this class is to answer the, no doubt, numerous questions you may have." At this a couple of hands came up, though Crowe's trained senses indicated that some were hesitating before they asked. Pointing at the red, cloaked girl in the first two the question filled Crowe with all sorts of nostalgia.
"Are you part of Nyx Ulric's team?"
Crowe chuckled at the enthusiastic girl. "Yes I am. Though we have separated for the time being. Often he been working with" at this Crowe narrowed her eyes as she recognized some traits that the girl shared with her off and on again lover. "Qrow Branwen."
"Oh that's my uncle!"
"Is he now?" While Ruby did not hear the anger that one statement held Yang and a few others began to sweat from the pressure of the former glaives killing intent. "Would you give him a message from me?"
"Sure!"
"Then please tell him that he needs to contact the other crow. Moving on!" Crowe motions for another question While Ruby and Yang share a confused look. "Yes Miss…Nikos is it?"
"Will we be using any of the stuff we make?"
"Good question." Crowe continued as she started to pace the room. "at the start no. Any field trips or missions that you undertake you will be supplied with standard field kits. After one person on the team has shown sufficient mastery over any curative I will allow you to make your own for the entire team. In fact," As she turned her attention back to the entire class she regarded them before continuing. "How many of you have actually used a curative before?"
The four lucians raised their hands immediately, followed by Ren, Nora, and Blake. Other students also raised their hands but the message was clear enough. "Alright. Miss Nikos might I have you help with a demonstration?"
Nodding at the request Pyrrha moved down to the center of the classroom. Crowe turned back to the rest of the student body as Pyrrha stood in the center. "Now for this demonstration I will show you the restorative properties of ethers. Can anyone tell me what ethers actually restore?"
Out of those that raised their hands Crowe pointed out Blake, who stood to deliver her answer. "Ethers are the most common form of aura restoration."
"Excellent. Now miss Nikos can you pull your aura up please?" As Pyrrha was calling upon her aura Crowe had pulled out a monitor for everyone else to see. "From this we can see the aura levels of Miss Nikos. They are commonly used for combat class and the Vytal Tournament. Now miss Nikos I'm going to hit you with a simple fireball to deplete some of your aura. Are you ready?"
At the red-haired gladiators nod Crowe summoned a baseball sized ball of flame and flicked it at her. As the ball of flame hit a small percentage of aura fell off from the meter on the monitor. "Good now here is an ether. Now this is the important part of the demonstration. Almost all curatives will be in the form of breakable shells. The curative in question will flow into the person from the shattered container. Basically, make a fist to shatter the container and receive the curative." As Pyrrha nodded at the instruction she easily shattered the small vial of either. The monitor showed her aura filling back to full in sight of everyone.
The reactions for the most part were as she expected. Most were even more curios, while some were actually whispering about other effects and such. Smiling at the effect the little demonstration had she thanked Pyrrha and continued answering question until the end of class.
Weiss
As she stood outside her team's dorm, Weiss couldn't help but reflect on the confrontation between her and her leader. Not to mention the stern talk she had received from Ignis.
Moments after leaving Ruby
Weiss couldn't understand it! How could that girl, for she was sure there was nothing else she could call her team leader, was chosen over her. She had been training her entire life for this yet in the end it went to someone who seemed to not comprehend the basics of leadership! Turning another corner while she silently fumed she ran into what seemed to be a fine-clothed brick wall. Before she could fall a hand swiftly reached out and caught her arm. Straightening herself with help from the other student she looked up to see the scowling face of none other than Ignis Scientia.
"We need to have a small discussion."
As he nodded to an empty classroom she was more confused than anything as to why the Lucian boy would want to talk with her. She gulped nervously when Ignis locked the door and faced her, distaste written on his face. She had seen that on her father's face too many times to count.
"Might I inquire as to the issues you seem to have with Miss Rose?"
Stepping back in shock the Schnee heiress regained her bearings rather quickly as she started responding. "Where do I begin? She childish for starters. Not a lick of what a leader needs to be within her. Hyperactive, to an annoying degree, among other things. And the fact that she has not formal leadership training of any kind as far as I can see."
Ignis merely nodded before regarding her with eyes that seemed to be as icy as the weather of Atlas. "Of those things that you have mentioned none of them hold any pretense to have anger towards her." Holding up a hand to prevent the retort that was on her mouth he continued. "For her childishness. She is only two years younger than us. Everyone eventually grows to some degree. Some more than others. Secondly no one knows what a truly great leader makes. The men one person may lead react differently to different leaders. It is the duty of those supporting the leader to help her as he or she journeys on the path of leadership. As for her hyperactivity, among other things? I can think of worst traits a leader could have. Finally is the fact that we are at Beacon, a place for training Hunters and Huntresses before they go off into the real world. She will receive the training here, with the help of her teammates as well. So I pose this question to you Miss Schnee."
As the look of disappointment with herself was evident Ignis unlocked the door and stopped as he was making his way over the threshold. "Will you help your leader with the knowledge and training you hav? Or will you allow her to sink, endangering yourself and the team that will depend on her." As the Lucian made his way to the next class Weiss numbly made her way out the door, with much on her mind that she would go over throughout Crowe's class.
Present time
The words had hit her harder than she would initially think. Was she truly misplacing her anger, endangering not only herself but those on team RWBY as well? Shaking her head to dispel the thoughts she proceeded into their dorm, noticing the three others of team RWBY. Blake was reading, which seemed to be the norm for her. Yang was already asleep, which caused Weiss to envy the blonde brawler a bit. Finally, her gaze landed on her leader's bed, which was encased in sheets at the moment. Rollin her eyes at the setup she looked inside to see Ruby asleep with various textbooks and papers strewn around her. Nudging the Huntress-in training Ruby shot up from her sleeping position.
"I'm awake I'm awak- oh. Hey Weiss." Ruby said sheepishly as she looked at her. "I-I was studying, and then I fell asleep! I'm sorry..."
Before her leader cold wake everyone she put a hand over her mount while motioning for her to be quiet. As she lowered her hand Wiess made a split second decision that she hoped would help to start mending the bridges she was hoping were still there.
"How do you take your coffee?"
At the confused look on her leaders face and the subsequent mumbling she rolled her eyes again as she stated to get irritated. "Answer the question!" she whispered.
After another moment of indecisiveness Ruby finally managed to respond "Uhh, cream and five sugars!"
Not a moment later the Schnee Heiress handed a steaming mug of coffee to her leader. Before Ruby can say anything else Wiess starts talking while Ruby just sips her coffee.
"Ruby I want to apologize for my behavior earlier. I realized that the reason we are here in the first place is to gain the skills we need or ourselves and our team." As she looks back to the now smiling Ruby she continued. "Ruby, I think you have what it takes to be a good leader. Just know that I am going to be the best teammate you'll ever have!"
As both of the huntresses-in-training share a smile she points out a wrong answer before she herself changed and slips into bed. Before she allows sleep to fully envelop her she decided to add one final thing.
"Hey, Ruby?"
"Uh-huh?"
"I always wanted bunk beds as a kid." Ruby smiles back as Weiss moves to sleep once again. Knowing that she has started to get along with her young leader Weiss herself goes to sleep with a small smile on her face.
Hideout
Roman let out a rather long and tired sigh. The dust robberies that had been going so well in vale had seemed to be hitting bumps in the road. For some reason the authorities had been able to pinpoint the last few robberies, causing him to lose some of the dust that he needed to acquire. He shivered as the all familiar presence of his 'partner' made itself known.
"I see you've run into some trouble lately Roman."
"You could say that yeah."
As both of them look at the map laid out before them Roman can only sigh as his partner says the same thing that's on his mind
"You're going to need more men."
Hello Everyone. Welcome to another chapter of A Prince and a Red Reaper. I had lots of fun writing this chapter, short as it may be. But enough about that. I would like to request some help, if i may.
The first order of business is if someone can point me towards a decent artist so i can commission a nice cover photo for this story. My skills are...well...
nonexistent.
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