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Five Days before the start of the show
Charging Porpoise
Corey watched as the workers started to carry the furniture and the equipment inside the club. They had finished construction, painting all of the walls, and were now setting up the club dance floor. Corey had put up advertisements for employees to help man the security for the upcoming club, and then there were people she needed to hire to be the strippers. She could leave that up to Tony, he was probably good at that. Meanwhile, she wondered how the DJ was going to go. So far, the DJ had managed to produce only one good song that fit the entire genre of the music they planned to play. Tony had told her not to worry, it was his job to make sure that none of the people that would dance in the club would get bored of the songs. She hoped he was right, and she did start to wonder about what kind of different drinks the bar should have. She knew that Mark requested several kinds of fruits, numerous alcoholic drinks, a variety of sodas, and a multitude of different coffee brands. He also requested a coffee making machine and a fridge, which she could easily understand. The kitchen had three fridges, one for fruits, one for food ingredients, and another for the numerous drinks that had to be refrigerated.
She started to direct some of the moving crew that she hired to place the furnishing right where they should be placed. Some of the employees were doing their best to actually install the equipment for the DJ station that was going to be overlooking the entire dance floor. Not only that, but there were going to be several VIP areas that were above the dance floor, and had a clear view of the dance floor. The bar was below, and she planned to have some people cater to the customers that would be at the top portion of the club. The second floor would be guarded by a bouncer, and she would have to make sure she set up security cameras to ensure no stealing or other criminal activities, and wondered if she was going to have to put some cameras into the bathrooms. Miami clubs had the tendency to have drug dealers in the bathrooms, and sometimes sexual activities occur in the bathrooms. She couldn't have that, any sexual activities should be paid for at the strip club on the second floor. She kept that in mind while she helped some of the workers with their tasks. The faster this club went up, the quicker she could get lien.
The one thing she was actually worried about was the aura master they were going to see tomorrow. After a few months of searching, Ash had finally found a person that could potentially unlock all their aura, and assist them in discovering their potential. She hoped the person was trustworthy and this wasn't going to end up being a large waste of lien. She really did want to get aura, it seemed awesome to get it. She just hoped that there wasn't an age limit for obtaining aura, that would really suck. She wondered what her semblance was, maybe it had to do with her agility. She just hoped that she didn't get an useless semblance that was not going to benefit her in any way possible.
The Fan's House
Ash sighed as he finally figured out how to create the explosive bullet that he had been meaning to work. After four and nearly half months, he had finally manufactured the explosive bullet he had been trying to create. He had found out that Remnant had no such thing as armor piercing bullets, which did peeve him a good bit. However, he did remember what the armor piercing bullet shapes did look like... but it was going to be completely difficult to try to recreate. That was going to be a large amount of trial and error to actually complete, and numerous amounts of material as well. Thankfully, it wasn't going to be as wasteful as the explosive bullets, considering the fact that he could easily smelt down the bullets if they failed at the task the ammunition had at hand. He was going to have to take a long time with the bullets, and he knew that for sure. He started to wonder on what kind of food was in the fridge, he was getting hungry.
He started to walk up the basement stairs, and headed straight for the kitchen. He wanted a rather cold sandwich, and looked inside the fridge in hopes of finding one. All he saw inside the fridge was some left over pizza, a good bit of beef, and he knew that there were some ingredients in the kitchen. There were condiments for making sandwiches inside the fridge as well, but no one used that willingly for a meal. He then realized he was going to have to make the sandwich himself, and he was too tired to actually do that right now. Begrudgingly, he started to grab stuff from the fridge, a knife from the shelves, and a cutting board. Using precision, he began to cut the ingredients up in order to fit the parameters of the sandwich bread. He then started to build the sandwich, occasionally using the condiments inside the fridge to help give it flavor. Soon, he had a good looking sandwich in front of him, that included ham and some other ingredients. Nevertheless, despite the fact that he wasn't an awesome chef as Mark, he still was going to admit that the sandwich did look rather good. He began to bite into it, and he had to admit, it was pretty good. He got a notice on his Scroll, and looked down at it, all the while chowing down on the sandwich in his hand. He noticed that it was the message from the aura master, giving him the address of his work area, and telling them what time he should come in with his friends for the entire scenario.
He remembered how long it took for him to actually took to find this guy. It took him a while, utilizing his informants in Vale to find one, and it did take a while, these aura masters didn't work for free. He did find one eventually, and the person was found to be in the residential district of Vale. After a discussion, he managed to set up an appointment for the aura unlocking, and he sincerely hoped that this was not a fraud in his hands. That was going to suck, considering the fact that he had spent a few good amounts of lien to actually find the guy. He wasn't exactly advertised, and to say the least, most aura masters he had gone to were all fakes anyways. If this guy had informants to back up, that said something to Ash, at least for now. For all he knew, the person could have paid off his informants to feed lies to him, and it could end up being a false lead. It was still worth a shot, and he stood there, eating his sandwich, before downing it and heading back to his makeshift forge, prepared to continue work on the armor piercing bullets. He did want that specific ammunition variety completed quickly, they would be absolutely perfect for taking down Bullheads with small arms. That made the White Fang Bullheads easier targets.
Vale Streets
Blake knew that she had to get cleaned up before the entire initiation ceremony at Beacon, and that meant doing laundry for every single one of her clothes, and getting herself clean as well. She would do a congratulatory meal, which would consist of some tuna salad and chicken. Unfortunately, she wasn't particularly rich enough to afford all that, as she only had a measly fifteen lien left. She had tried begging in the streets today, and she couldn't get that much lien out of the activity. She had only gotten thirteen lien from begging today so far, and that was only enough for doing laundry for her clothes, but not enough to get the shower she so desired. She could only sigh as she went back to begging, hoping that luck would be on her side today. If she managed to get a big enough catch, she would be able to actually get the feast she wished for. She started to ask for some lien to help her out, and some strangers took pity and left her some lien on her lap. Most of them just walked by and ignored her, which was an usual activity. After all, the streets did have several street rats that roamed around, and they weren't going to risk the chance here.
At the end of the day, Blake counted the amount lien she had managed to obtain, and it looked like it was around forty five lien. That was enough for the laundry and the shower, and also one can of tuna. That made Blake smile a little bit, she could have that congratulatory meal. However, she planned to shower and get cleaned up a day before she went to Beacon Academy, it didn't make much sense to go out and get cleaned five days before the initiation ceremony. She started to wonder what the White Fang were actually up to as she started to walk to the relief station she routinely went to, dragging her baggage case with her as she went on. She did have a reason to go to Beacon, other than survival. She was going to become a huntress so that she could try to get more information on the White Fang, and possibly utilize her skills to try to change the White Fang. They were all misguided, they should be trying to obtain peace with humanity through peaceful means, and to revert back to the previous rule. The methods they were going through right now were too violent, too ruthless. In order to actually obtain true peace between humans and faunus, they would have to solve their issues peacefully, not through war and fear. She was told by some faunus homeless that lived on the streets that the homeless humans were more generous to them, and in fact, they had a form of a brotherhood amongst each other. It took difficulties to have people unite, she guessed.
She started to think about her mother and father, and a tear came to her eyes. How long has it been since she had last seen them? It had been a good three and a half years since that incident, and it was nearly time for her to actually pay her respects to their grave. Which wasn't going to be able to occur, seeing that they were buried in the White Fang Headquarters, with the rest of the numerous bodies of those White Fang soldiers inside the apartment complex at the time. She knew what the person looked like, but out of respect, no one actually asked her what the person looked like. They wouldn't believe her in the first place either way, after all, what kind of person had a tiger head? No one, not even faunus had that. The faunus did have animal properties, such as night vision, enhanced hearing, tails, but it depended on what kind of animal a faunus was linked to. That person was a full on tiger head, and that was even odd within faunus itself. She started to wonder more and think about it, all the while heading towards the relief station. She hoped no one would steal her belongings today, that would not be good.
And that was the thirty eighth installment of Hotline RWBY: Requiem for the Fans! Blarrgghhh, I missed yesterday's deadline... boo hoo hoo. This week has not been kind to me at all. I'll try my best to shoot out another chapter today, but no promises. Sorry guys, forgive me please. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this chapter, and I hope you stay with the series as it goes on! Please review, favorite, follow, and recommend if you really like the series. And as always, enjoy hurting people.
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Aquas1998: It could be good for him, time will tell. They won't be in a few chapters, since they're on a honeymoon in Mistral. This is a world of darkness and violence, all thanks to the creatures of Grimm and faunus discrimination. There's also revolution, and I will see you next time!