[Fair Grounds, with the Freelancers]
After the fight between Beacons Fighters and Atlas fighters, most of the people left quickly with quiet, shocked looks on their faces. Teams (R)WBY and JNPR had left to walk around a bit, trying to clear their heads after what Drago did with his "feared" opponent. Ruby left to go find him after he left the arena. Drako and Topaz offered to help, but was declined by Ruby saying how she should try to talk to him alone. The Freelancers of Haven, along with Freelancer Frost who was not seriously injured, and Woodlin had decided to sit down at a nearby table next to the old man's Noodle Stand. All but Connor were either having shocked faces, or in Woodlin's case, eating with a fearful look. Connor looked more intrigued, unlike the others who were more concerned or fearful.
"I've seen many things happen to people when fighting their fear creations from my Shadow Dust." Frost broke the silence. "But...I've never seen someone kill their fears this… Brutally."
"Ay, I've never seen such anger and hatred for one person." Celtic added with a shake of his head. "By the way he looked and talked with Dragonheart, they knew each other for a long time."
"Which most likely brought up more fear and hatred towards him." Lilly also chimed in. "I do not wish to fight him any time soon…only if I must."
"You're scared of him now?" Connor asked with an arched eyebrow and glare.
"You were there when we watched him, Connor. Don't talk down to her like that." Celtic defended, understanding Lilly being being a bit fearful.
"Yes and unlike you I'm not easily frightened by something like this." Connor replied back with a glare at him now. "It just makes it more, interesting."
"Oi, I'm just saying lad. Don't treat a friend like they don't have their own feelin's."
"She's a Freelancer like us, if you or Frost are this scared of one lone Freelancer, then why do you stay?" Connor asked with a small hiss.
"We can say the same thing about that overuse of your pride Connor." Frost stated with a bit of edge in his tone.
"I'm pretty sure you don't get a say in this considering your aftermath with Dragonheart." Connor said with a louder hiss and glare.
"And they say I'M the arrogant one." Frost muttered. Connor growled at him with a harsh glare while clenching his fists. Lilly was looking at Connor with a worried look as he kept glaring at Frost.
"Hmph, whatever." Connor said after looking away with crossed arms. "Dragonheart won't be in the tournament for long, not after I defeat him."
"You still want to...fight him?" Lilly asked after her silence. Connor turned towards her with a half lidded look.
"No I intend to take him to a tea party." He said with a sarcastic tone before he gained a more harsher tone. "What the fuck do you think my answer is?"
"After seeing what we all have seen, I consider against it. I suggest you back out of that fight." she said calmly, ignoring his sarcasm and tone.
"I don't back down from fights, Lilly." Connor hissed out. "You know what happened the last time I backed down from one? What happened to my village, my family, and her?"
"Her death wasn't your fault, it was the misfortune of getting a rare disease." Lilly then stood up, surprisingly getting a glare herself. "And I do give you my condolences, but you can't use that event for every scenario." Connor was slightly surprised before he glared back with a small growl. Woodlin had quickly finished his food before he silently stood up and walked away to try and avoid any of the conflict. "You might not know it, but unlike you, I know when I am outmatched."
"I hardly doubt he will beat me in the tournament, that is if he wasn't disqualified from it." Connor growled with slight anger.
"And this is why I worry for you." she replied with some edge in her tone. "You have the arrogance of a lone Beowulf fighting ten experienced hunters and huntresses!"
"Do not compare me to a fucking Grimm!" Connor almost shouted at her while standing up himself. "I'm not that weak like you!"
"Brute strength won't win every fight, something you seem to not understand! The fact is, you underestimate an opponent so easily that you'd grow careless!"
"I'm not that careless Lilly, I can handle one reptile faunas! He's just one person!"
"And that person had the skill and strength to turn a being's head into mush!"
"And so does an Ursa Major what's the damn difference!"
"One has intelligence and skill, one uses instincts!" Celtic was just watching as he was taking a drink of his water, Frost doing his best to tune them out. "Fighting him will only be for naught!"
"You too had more intelligence and skill yet you couldn't even save Tulip from that Arachnidus two years ago!" Celtic almost spat out his drink as he quickly covered his mouth. Frost looked surprised but otherwise stayed quiet. Lilly changed from a glare to sad widened eyes as she flinched, looking at Connor.
Connor lost his glare and just looked at her with widen eyes and kept his mouth shout at what he just said. Lilly looked down as she closed her eyes, then opened them a moment later as tears started to form. Frost was looking back and forth between them, feeling an awkward and sad atmosphere in the air.
"I'll just uh...go." He said standing up and turning away. "This is getting too personal." she turned away from Connor after looking at him with saddened eyes.
"...Do what you must." she said, her voice sounding a bit raspy from her emotion as she started to walk away.
"Lilly, I…" Connor tried to say something, but he couldn't find the right words to say. Celtic stood up and looked at him with an angered look, pointing at him.
"That, was low, even for ye." he hissed at him before he started to quickly follow Lilly to comfort her, Connor standing there as he watched his only friends walk away. He sighed heavily before he sat back down with his head in his hands. Somewhere in the distance, the Professor of Shade academy, Boulder was watching from behind a stand with his arms crossed. He shook his head with a small sigh as he picked up a mug of tea as he drank it.
"You may have the fighting spirit of a warrior, but you lack the fundamentals of showing affection to a friend and comrade." he said to himself as he stopped drinking and sets it down on the table, getting up and walking away.
[Dorm rooftop, with Drago]
The Freelancer of Beacon was currently walking back and forth on the roofs with his head buried in his hands. He flew out of the coliseum as soon as he left the arena, not wanting to be near anybody at the moment. He still couldn't believe that he did that in front of the whole audience, especially in front of his mate. He could still see their eyes of fear and shock after he brutally killed his "feared" enemy. His kids already knew that he would kill, but didn't expect him to do it all in front of the whole audience due to his stature at Beacon, a bit worse, it was still broadcasted, or so he thought. In reality the professors had told the camera crew to stop rolling as soon as he started to rip off his opponents wings. He continued his pace until he sort of jolts up when he hears the door open. On instinct, like always, he turns around quickly and gets in a fighting stance while growling menacingly with a warning glare.
It took him only a second to lose it as it was his mate, Ruby Rose as she closed the door behind her, giving a worried look. Drago comically got out of fighting stance and nervously crossed his arms and stood straight, which is a rare thing to see of him.
"Ruby...can I…help you?" He asked turning away from her till his back was to her, a somewhat worried and scared look.
"Drago…" she said as she walked forward with a hand out. "Are you...alright?"
"I...I don't know." He answered with a small sigh. "I'm quite surprised you're here to see me...even after I…" He stayed quite covering his face with one hand.
"It wasn't a real person though, right?" she reasoned as she placed a hand on his back caringly. He flinched from her touch causing her to pull her hand back abruptly.
"True but...you wouldn't understand." He said with a shake of his head, refusing to look at Ruby in the eye.
"Why say that?" she asked. Drago didn't immediately answer before he looked down at her with a hesitant look.
"It's...like my age, it's complicated." He said with a hesitant tone. She looked at him before turning her head as she was thought.
"...I can understand why." she said finally. Drago looked back at her with a confused expression.
"What do you mean?" He asked with an arched eyebrow while Ruby looked away with a slight ashamed look.
"I…" she said, now she being the hesitant one. She then looks at him, more shame shown. "I…read through your journal…I know who that person was...the...Alicorn God."
"...What?"
"If you are gonna be mad at me for a while for going into your privacy, you have every right to...I've been meaning to tell you three months ago but...we barely knew each other and when we didn't have much going into that relationship I grew scared to…" she then looked away. "It...fell out of your bag one day, I was gonna put it back but...since my crush on you was stronger than the right decision, I grew curious and…" she looked like she wanted to cry. "I'm...I'm sorry."
Drago didn't say anything for a few moments before he glared at her with a slight mad look. "Which parts did you read?" He demanded.
"...The first few pages." Ruby said looking away while wiping her eyes. "The ones about...about your family...your brother… and the "Lasts Stand" with your friends, that's where I learned about the Alicorn God." Drago was silent once again as he kept glaring down at her before he turned away from her and sighed heavily while covering his face with a shake of his head.
"I'm not happy." He said shaking his head in a disappointed tone. "I'm not happy about what I just heard." Ruby looked away as she nodded in understanding, what she wasn't expecting was Drago gently pulling her towards him. "But that doesn't mean I'm mad at you, I'm mostly disappointed in you."
"I guess...that's better than being mad?" she said, mostly asking in a meek tone, giving a small nervous smile. He kneeled down as he looked into her eyes. "Drago I- MMPH!" Ruby went wide eyed as she was cut of by an unexpected kiss from her boyfriend. Drago had his eyes closed as he had both of his hands on her shoulders to keep her in place. It didn't take her long to kiss back with a half lidded expression. They kissed for five minutes until Drago pulled back gently.
"...I guess that made me feel a little better." He said with a small smile on his face. "I may be disappointed in you, but I will never stop loving you." she smiled as she blushed, wrapping her arms around his neck to hug him lovingly. He hugged her back for a few minutes before he pulled back and stood back up to his full height.
"Like I said I'm still slightly mad at the invasion of my privacy, so if it's not to mean I would like to be alone for now." He said looking away for a moment.
She continued to smile. "As you wish." she then did a lady bow to be polite, but to Drago it just looked really cute and adorable. He chuckled at her before he placed a small kiss on her cheek. She nodded as she started to walk away.
"Hey Ruby?" She stopped as she opened the door, looking back.
"Try not to read any more or I'll start to sob in girlish embarrassment." he joked with a cheeky grin as he looked at her. Ruby giggled at him before she opened the door to leave, not before saying something.
"I promise I won't read your journal without your consent." She said before she disappeared behind the door, leaving Drago alone once again on the rooftops. When she was gone, he looked back up at the shattered moon with a blank look until his scroll went off. He was slightly confused since he didn't expect anyone to call him. He took his scroll out of his pocket compartment in his armor and checked on it, a blocked number on it. This confused him even more before he answered.
"Who is this?" He asked/demanded with a small warning tone.
"Dragonheart, we need to talk." On the other side of the call in an office, a white gloved hand was seen holding a scroll up to the owner's head, standing next to him was a video footage of the latest tournament fight between Drago and the unknown golden armored being.