Ruby awoke to someone shaking her shoulder. She groaned and nuzzled her face into the pillow, hoping whoever it was would just go away.
Her tormenter shook her shoulder again.
"Fine, fine," mumbled Ruby blearily, "I'm up." She sat up in her bed, stretched mightily, yawned adorably, then opened her eyes.
She saw a flash of golden blonde hair and a mischievous grin before catching a high-speed, aura-infused pillow across the face, launching her from the bed and slamming her into the wall of her dorm. She slid down the wall and landed on her butt.
Ruby was wide awake now. Yang was already bearing down on her, pillow in hand. Yang swung in a horizontal arc at Ruby's head level. Ruby flung herself forward untop her stomach, ducking the blow. The pillow impacted the wall with a purple flash, cracking the sheet rock.
Ruby picked herself up until a low stance and fired her semblance, dashing up to her bed and snagged a pillow on her way by. She landed with her feet against the wall about 6 feet above the floor. Her inertia kept her pressed against the wall for a split second, and she used this time to reorient herself. She acquired Yang, grinned menacingly, and fired her semblance again. She shot off the wall at great speed, racing toward Yang with her pillow cocked back ready to strike.
Yang had fought Ruby often enough to be prepared for this. She set her stance to receive the charge and cocked back her own pillow, ready to swat Ruby out of the air like a baseball.
The girls both swung simultaneously, and both pillows struck home. Auras released intense shockwaves, blasting items off the shelves, blowing half-asleep roommates into the walls, and even blasting out the window. The force of the impact flung the girls to opposite sides of the dorm. They both landed on their feet in low, catlike stances and looked up at each other, pillows in hand.
Then Yang's gaze shifted to Ruby's other hand. Yang's eyes shifted color into a deep blood red, and her hair set ablaze. Ruby, curious as to what had triggered Yang's fury, looked down at her own hand. Clutched in her hand was a small lock of golden blonde hair. Ruby squeaked and dropped the lock of hair and the pillow as if they had suddenly burned her. I must have gotten tangled up in Yang's hair at some point!
"Yang! Yang I'm sorry!" exclaimed Ruby. She cowered, covering her face with her arms.
Yang charged.
Jaune and Pyrrha were engaged in an early morning jog through the grounds as a part of Jaune's continued training regimen. He had actually started to look forward to...
A pajama-clad Ruby fell from the sky, pinwheeling out of control and shrieking all the way down to the ground. She impacted hard on the dirt and grass next to the joggers with a pained grunt, and bounced once. After coming to rest, she unsteadily gained her feet, shook off the impact, and looked up at the sky. Her face contorted into a terrified grimace. She crouched down, groaned nasally with effort, and shot off into the distance.
A pajama-clad Yang fell from the sky, pillow in hand and sounding a war-cry all the way down to the ground. Her hair was ablaze and her eyes glowed fiercely. She impacted the same spot Ruby had vacated a split second earlier, just missing her and striking the ground with her pillow. She struck with such force that it threw up turf in all directions, and left a sizeable crater.
"Ruby! Get back here this instant!" called Yang furiously, and she darted off after to retreating sister.
Jaune and Pyrrha looked at eachother for a long moment and, with a mutual shrug, wordlessly decided they didn't want to know.
