Before anything else, I own nothing but the original characters, and content therein related to them. RWBY is owned by RT, and any mentioned creator's work belongs to them, and them alone. Rest in peace Monty, your vision lives on in us all.
LETS GET READY TO RUMBLE!
VOLUME 3
CHAPTER 1
In the week before the Vytal Tournament, the many teams of Beacon were given leave. Much like over the summer, the fall break gave the student's time to see their families for those who could travel. Those who could not, stayed at Beacon. Pale, having no home, sort of just hung out with Team JNPR, doing much of nothing but videogame with Jaune, and when possible went on a date with Penny. Blake, living so far away from her homeland, for the most part took the extra time she had to read in the dorm room in complete peace. Yang and Ruby went home to patch, and that meant Clayton and Halcyone went with them. The four staying with their families… Well, Halcyone might have surfed the Xiao Long family couch if the two sisters's father was particularly protective about the couples sharing a bed under his roof.
It was obvious to Blake that the Crimson Couple, and the Two Hot Blonds had some spot off in the woods they'd go to escape the eye of parental figures should that be the case. Blake looked up from her book. Did she just use the word "hot" to describe her friends? Blake took a moment to think, and supposed that it was objectively true for all of them.
Starting off, Yang was a 5 foot 8 knockout, there was no argument there, her and Ruby both in face and figure. Blake had seen photos of Taiyang, Summer, Raven, and Taiyang's mother, Yun Xiao Long. The sisters took the best parts of either side of their families so to speak. Yang's weight was mostly centered on her upper body, (like fucking duh, women with 30DD's were something close to 1% of the population) and her wasitline and hips were roughly the same size as each other which sort of made sense, as despite have a well toned body all around, she favored, abbs, chest, back, and arms in the gym, as well as in fighting, so those were her best defined and developed muscle groups.
Ruby on the other hand, while the same hight and rough age as Yang, did a lot of leg and cardio workouts, since that's where her skills were centered on, and it showed. Though she wasn't as muscled as her big sister, Ruby had a more "hourglass" figure by loose definitions, because her hips and thighs were where all of her training went, which naturally combined with what goddly genetics the sister's shared from their grandmother, meant her bust was on par with Yang's, and was ratioed better.
Weiss looked like a porcelain doll, an easy 8 out of 10, and if girls who were 5 foot 2 or below did it for you, 9 out of 10… Of course her initial bitchiness would have dragged that number down, but still. Weiss's general attractivness came from the finer details of her size, not so much her size itself. It looked like there wasn't an ounce of fat on her aside from what little was on her chest, leaving a gap between her thighs, a smooth stomach, defined V line, bird like neck, collar bone, and strikingly sharp chin and jawline, without her ribs or joints showing too much. Though that figure probably came at either the cost of a hypermetabolism, or an eating disorder.
Pyrrha was… Well Pyrrha. 5 foot 10 redhead Amazonian figure that blurred the line between athlete and supermodel aside, that miniskirt she wore and her leg armor was at a ratio perfect for anyone who liked thighs, and her corset selection did her slightly above average chest justice with how much cleavage it showed off if you happened to be taller than her. That and her eyes were a stunning shade of green.
Nora, goofy and high energy as she might have been, wasn't lacking in any areas, though might have been the most "average" of her friends, if not the shortest, both having a bit more fat from her high carb eating habits, and being 5 foot 1. In all fairness though her arms were bigger than Yang's, they just didn't show as much.
Halcyone was probably the only definitively low ranked one of her female friends, and that was mostly from the jaw reconstruction and the tiny scars all over being so noticeable, but that wasn't exactly striking against her. Halcyone was still more or less attractive, and her 5 foot 11 slim, boyishly tanned figure, the result of growing up both working hard, and not eating a lot, lent itself to very lean and defined muscles… That offset 6 pack… Blake shivered at the thought of running her hand down them.
Of the guy's in their group, Jaune was probably the least attractive. Yeah he had developed muscles from whatever gym time he was getting in with that professor Warzenegger, and his hair and eyes were amazing to look at, but he was lanky for his hight of 6 foot 1, and a complete himbo… Seriously socially awkward, and a little dense.
Ren was aesthetically pleasing to look at for sure, slightly effeminate face, if a little comparatively short at only 5 foot 9. Though Blake had never seen him without most of his clothing as she had a large number of Beacon's student body, (Blake totally didn't use her ninja skills to peep into the guy's side of the locker room and showers after combat class) so she had no clue if he was deceptively ripped or not.
Sun was good looking, and probably had the best defined skin tight muscle she'd ever seen. Even though he was a monkey faunus, Sun was a gym rat. Between class and what time he spent goofing off, Sun was always doing crossfit or isometrics. If he cleaned his messy hair up a little it would make him all the hotter.
Neptune… Cool looking no doubt, but Blake was of the opinion dying your hair was just attention seeking, and that sort of fit Neptune's personality, since he was naturally a brunette, that and he was skinny, and not the swimmer's body kind of way.
Clayton was tall, tan, and ruggedly handsome. His arms and legs were like tree trunks, and his chest gave off an alpha energy, which more than compensated for his flat stomach and gorilla proportioned arms and legs, need she say more?
Pale, for all his aggressive racism, and ill kept clothing, was still a gorgeous man. Missing leg or no, he was still 5 foor 10, with a white as a sheet complexion, aristocratic face, and a toned figure from his years of farm work, or living in the bush and carrying around all of his worldy possessions for a few years. It made him look like the vampire Count Vladimere the Impaler as described in one of her erotic romance novels.
Siniy was… Well he was imposing that was for sure. Ugly-hot might have been the best word to describe his face, sorta like the main actor from the sci-fi movie Predators, a mug one had to grow to love. Getting past the gigantism, extra body hair, and the gut he had, (no doubt from his love of red meat and bad habit of eating even more than the asinine amount required for him to simply live,) Siniy was clearly the strongest person in their friends group, and whatever layer of fur and fat he had couldn't hide his proportoinately massive muscles… That, and if Blake knew her body proportions, he had to be packing serious heat, and not just with his semblance.
Blinking twice, Blake sighed. "Great. Thinking about all my friends made me horny. Are you happy now, inner pervert?" She asked herself in thought while putting her book down to go find something else to do for the day. "Yes, yes I am." She said to herself.
At that moment Ruby, Yang, Clayton, and Halcyone were visiting the sisters' mother… There were no words spoken, only tears. Summer Rose had disappeared from the world a decade ago, and it took it's toll on Ruby and her sister. Clayton wasn't old enough to remember his own mother's death, but as the saying went, it was worse to have loved and lost. Yang remained as stoic as possible, only shedding a few tears as the half siblings paid their yearly respects, while Ruby openly sobbed. Seven... She was seven years old when her dad said that Summer was never coming back, and as each year went on, Ruby slowly forgot the finer details of her childhood spent with the woman who birthed her. Had it not been for the small number of family photos, Ruby feared she'd have forgotten her own mother's face as well.
Halcyone's dream from the week prior crept up in the back of her mind… She had no right to grieve as her friends did. Halcyone had closure. She'd remembered her mother, and she was there when the casket was lowered into the sands of the desert. It was finalized and done. But Ruby and Yang? Their mother went off on a mission one day, and never came back. Search parties were organized and the police were involved, but after 2 years, legally Summer Rose was dead… And that had to hurt worse than anything Halcyone endured.
Weiss much like Blake did not go home. Atlas was a 6 hour flight, and honestly… She'd rather be at Beacon. She didn't interact much with Blake… Siniy on the other hand… She'd found herself training with him for the tournament, as his size and skill made him a challenging opponent, and that weekend before school restarted and the tournament began, Weiss offered to buy him coffee as payment. Privacy was nearly assured, with how many people were in the establishment it was impossible for anyone to eavesdrop or recognize the two in the crowded café… Ok Siniy would be painfully recognizable due to his size, which definitely increased over the course of the year but that was beside the point.
"So." Weiss said, before gingerly sipping on her coffee.
"You want to say something. Go ahead and say it." Siniy said before taking a much larger gulp of coffee.
"I… I know that you have an… Attraction to me. And I'll admit you have certain…" Who was she kidding, Siniy was ugly-hot, and the thought of being cuddled by the giant made her feel fuzzy inside. "Desirable qualities… I was wondering if you might be interested in possibly going on a date?" Weiss said.
Siniy snorted. "Is that not what this is?" He asked.
Weiss blushed furiously. "I… Ok, I might have incidentally asked you out, but that's not exactly what I'm getting at." She said, setting her cup down.
"A relationship?" Siniy asked. Weiss kept her blush.
"It's… It's more complicated than that." Weiss said, hanging her head.
"What is there to complicate? There's an attraction between us. I see no reason why we could not start dating in a more strictly defined sense." Siniy said with a shrug.
"Because…" Weiss looked up at the beanie on Siniy's head, hardly hiding his faunus nature, what with his size and body hair. "People would… They would notice… That you're a faunus… It's not that I see that as an issue, the bear ears are actually kinda cute." Weiss muttered that last bit to herself in old Atlesian. "But… I have a reputation to uphold, and not many people in Atlas would take kindly to the two of us being together. The Vytal Dance was... More or less an acceptable event to be seen with you, but that's only because nearly everyone else was too busy with their own dates, I was emotionally vulnurable, and could shrug any questions about it off as trying to be polite for the night." Weiss said.
She hated the fact she even had to think that way, but if her father saw a relationship as an excuse to disinherit her, he would… Winter gave up the family fortune for the military, and Weiss was on thin ice as it was with Whitley shaping up to be better suited for the job, if sucking up to their father more than usual was any indication. The last thing she needed was to be completely shunned from her home. "So you think the ears are cute?" Siniy asked in old Atlesian, causing Weiss to go wide eyed. She gently took another sip of coffee, as Siniy smirked. Of course he could speak three languages. "You are worried about what your family, what your Atlesian elite will think? Fuck them." Siniy said, before saking another sip of coffee.
Weiss's eyebrows shot up at the vulgarity of the thought. "I… I can't just… Look, I'd be willing to, er, date and all that, be romantic, and…" Weiss looked down at her coffee. She wasn't stupid, she knew Siniy probably wanted sex, admittedly just as much as she did. Not a stranger to at least self gratification, however little that happened, Weiss felt she'd be ready when it came time. "I'm not a prude so… We can be physically intimate… But I can't have people back in Atlas knowing… Siniy, you're a wonderful guy, really you are, but if we're going to do this, we'd have to keep it a secret." Weiss said, looking into his eyes, pleading with him to give in.
Siniy sighed. He didn't really ever try to hide anything. Even his beanie was more of an afterthought when he was in public. He'd admit he wanted Weiss. She was beautiful and smart. Even before she'd curbed her racism, he'd found himself at the very least infatuated. He did not however like the idea of hiding affections. Granted he knew what would happen. Weiss would be considered an outcast, or at the least a zoophile by her family and the Atlas elite. Her inheritance would be taken, and more than likely the faunus would accuse her of having some warped sense of dominance over them through the relationship. Among the Faunus, most would call Siniy an anthrophile. He'd be considered a race traitor for dating Weiss, and probably be figuratively branded as having internalized racism… The more shall we say deviant minded might think the complete opposite, and assume Siniy was in it just to dominate a Schnee.
Everyone's opinions could get laid out of course. Siniy didn't need to explain himself to racists, human or faunus, that scoffed at the thought of interracial relationships. But… If Weiss was willing to date him on the condition that they keep quiet about the affair, he was willing to accommodate. After all, she was ok with the idea of a relationship, it was just her father that might be an issue… Man Siniy wanted to punch her dad. "Alright… We can keep it a secret, so long as you are willing." Siniy said with a smile. "You beautiful angel of the morning." He said in Cyrillic.
"Ok, first thing's first, you're going to have to teach me Cyrillic, because I have no clue what you're saying." Weiss said with a smile.
"We can make our first official date out of it." Siniy said, before finishing off his coffee.
Once their leave was over, the teams reunited at Beacon, and prepared themselves for the Vytal Tournament. Halcyone, having saved up a little money, updated her wardrobe to do just that. She figured that her degrading pants and undershirt might need to be replaced once enough holes appered, and acquired a set of six color patterned camouflage pants and a shirt that reminded her of chocolate chip cookie dough. But it was mostly a bright tan and that looked much better on her than black leather… She still kept her signature jacket, opting to leave it unzipped over her shirt.
In the earlier 4V4 matches, team RWBY was facing off against team ABRN, as teams SPGL and JNPR cheered their friends on from the stands. It was a spectacular match, and one worth the wait to see, but when it was over Team SPGL took to the stage. The randomizer had selected that they face off against the fourth year Team GRAS of Atlas, and the arena had shifted into an active Volcano and a dense urban jungle. "Oh, well this 'el be too easy." Halcyone said.
"What is that saying about chickens hatching?" Siniy asked his partner rhetorically.
Raph Hauguan was the assault man, lightly dressed in a baseball cap, sneakers, shorts and short sleeves. He had a top feeding smg and a pouch full of grenades over a chest plate. Grave Solace, their rifleman, wore armor over his grey pants and shirt that was covered to the sleeves with spare electric dust vials. He was sporting a crudely constructed version of a coil gun. Azul Kobalt, the heavy was in full body armor and had a helmet on unlike his teammates. He had an LMG strapped around him, and belts of fire dust ammunition wrapped around his neck. Their sniper, Herbert Strasser, had on an outfit similar to that of a gray urban ghillie suit and was charging up a dust battery attached to his 6 foot long rail gun.
"Damn I knew Atlas was dull, but that's entirely too much grey." Clayton said, as he spotted his opponents line up across the starting platform.
"4th year students at Atlas Academy usually wear variations of Atlesian Military uniforms as part of the Hunter-Soldier program." Siniy said, as he cocked Two Theaters.
"Well, let's add a splash of color then… How's blood red sound?" Halcyone asked. Team SPGL smirked, as the count down timer reached 0, and the match started.
Siniy fell back to the Volcano on their side of the arena, allowing his semblance to passively build with the surrounding heat should he need it. Finding a spot behind a rock, he started laying down fire on Strasser, hoping to keep the sniper occupied as Pale pushed up in an unusual move to gain high ground in a half crumpled building. Clayton and Halcyone split up, each taking on one of the more mobile foes, Grave and Raph respectively, allowing Azul to push up the middle unimpeded. Azul's push forced Siniy to get up and displace, and with Azul being just big enough to face Siniy the 6 foot 7 man charged the 9 foot 8 giant. Azul swung his weapon, the LMG converted to a hatchet, as Siniy raised his own weapon to block the strike. Shoving the smaller man off of him, Siniy felt a bullet impact his back, taking a huge chunk of his aura, and causing him to stagger.
Distracted for a second, Siniy got kicked in the balls by Azul, which forced him to kneel. Azul, now convinced he could secure a knock out, prepared to swing his hatchet, only to have his leg taken out from under him and be pulled up into the air by the giant, who took him over his shoulder, slammed him back first into the ground, then flung him over his head again like a ragdoll to slam him face first into the ground again… Then a second time to the front, only to be held aloft for a second, before his face met the stone arena floor yet again. Siniy hauled Azul back over his shoulder and released him. His back struck the ground, embedding him partially into the rock. There was a high pitched cry of pain from Azul, and Siniy picked up his weapon and walked away to find the dick that shot him in the back.
Pale had already posted up in a building. He was scanning the field trying to find his enemy sniper. He kept an eye on his teammates too, just in case they needed help, but they seemed to be faring well enough on their own. That and Clayton ran out of his line of sight, so he couldn't be covered. Glazing over every window, Pale felt like he was getting nowhere. He looked down at Siniy in the volcano section of the arena, and sighed. Siniy had put his back to the city section, which was asking to be shot at… Actually. Pale took his eye away from his scope, and waited to see if his enemy sniper would take the easy shot. Sure enough he did, and better than just a tracer or a muzzle flash, the railgun that Herbert used left a visible strawberry colored trail of something that lingered in the air for well over a second, giving Pale enough time to locate the window he was in. Pale zeroed in on the building first, and waited to see if there were any other rounds that would be fired, only to see he'd moved windows after his first shot, and had changed targets to something in the city, more than likely Clayton.
Pale kept his eye on that same floor, and took a well educated guess on which window he would appear in next, the one Pale would have used that is, and prepared a shot. Pale shifted his prone posture, then… Inhaled, rested his cheek on the padded leather of the stock, lined up his eye with his scope, kept his eye just close enough to the lens, placed the pad of his finger on the trigger, picked out Herbert's silhouette as he popped up, adjust for the extreme altitude's effect on his bullet, but not much else, as the drop and wind would be non-factors at 200 meters in a windless domed arena, exhaled… And squeezed. The round flew true, and Strasser was taken down to just above 20% aura, which if anyone so much as nicked him, he would be knocked out of the match. Pale moved to reload his weapon before Strasser could find him, only to be a hair too slow, taking a high velocity dust slug to the face, not only stunning him, but giving him a bloody nose. Pale was dropped to 5 % aura, and was officially knocked out. "Well played Strasser, well played." Pale muttered before getting up to leave, pinching his nose shut as the buzzer sounded his loss.
Halcyone had engaged Raph in a gunfight at first, and with superior range on her side, had pushed him back to a storefront in the city section of the arena. Taking her chances, Halcyone ran at Raph. He unloaded at least fifty rounds into her torso, while she allowed her aura to take the hits, closing in for a melee. Raph ran dry, and a look of horror spread across his face when Halcyone tackled him to the floor off the building he was in. Not too long after she converted Road Rage into it's machete form, drawing it back to strike him in the head, did he suddenly melt into a shadow and slither across the floor, reforming into a 3 dimensional object with an unpinned grenade in hand.
Raph tossed the grenade to Halcyone's side of the room, causing Halcyone to panic. Acting quickly she slid to the floor, and clutched the explosive in hand, and chucked the frag into the corner of the room he was in, then moved as quickly as she could to roll behind the nearest bit of cover in the form of a metal table. The resulting explosion had taken most of Raph's aura, as he was ejected from the building. Peeking out from behind her cover Halcyone rapidly pulled the trigger on Road Rage, spraying rounds in Raph's general vicinity until she heard a buzzer sound him out, and her gun ran dry. "That was way too close." Halcyone muttered to herself, pulling her shemagh tighter over her mouth.
Clayton had to chase Grave into the city. Rounding an alleyway, Clayton pumped off all 6 shot shells he had on tap, knowing Grave was just around the corner. In turn Clayton was struck by 5 metal bolts that Grave had shot out of his coil gun. Taking cover behind a dumpster, Clayton peeked for just a second to see Grave do much the same behind some fallen bricks. "That all ya got?" Clayton asked inserting a shell into the open receiver of Kingslayer, before letting it close so he could thumb 6 more shells into the tube.
"I got about 30 more mags worth if you want to keep this going." Grave said, his gun audibly dropping it's small magazine.
Clayton nodded. "Good to know."
Coming out from behind cover Clayton jumped up onto the pile of bricks to point his shotgun at Grave, only to find he was not there. Looking up, Clayton saw that Grave was standing on the wall, manipulating gravity with his semblance. Clayton heard a bullet whizz by his head, having come from Strasser, but ignored it, as he began moving. Jumping up to the left building's fire escape, Clayton tanked the incoming coil gun bolts, his semblance having been put to good use, resisting the damage entirely after the first two volleys of exchanged fire. Adept at climbing fast, Clayton jumped from one wall of the ally to the other, grabbing the ledges of window sills, and protruding bricks with one hand and a foot as he used his free appendages to pump and fire Kingslayer, exchanging shots with Grave, tossing the gun between his hands and feet all the while.
Clayton was nearing the roof of the buildings now, as Grave had been backpedaling up the wall the entire time… That's when Clayton got an idea. Slinging his shotgun, Clayton made one last jump to a protruding flagpole, and swung around it once, giving him just enough momentum to reach out and kick Grave in the chest, causing him to trip over the edge of the roof, making him begin to fall sideways. "Oh crap." Grave said as he felt his footing slip. Free from the wall, Gravity took hold of Grave, and he cleared the entire roof of the building, falling out towards the wall of the arena. Even still using his semblance to try and hit the ground to not get pushed out, Grave slid very near to the edge, and almost slipped when he tried to get up. Sighing in relief at his small victory, Grave turned around and saw Siniy right in front of him. "Aw man." Grave said, before he was shoved off the edge of the arena.
The three remaining members of SPGL convened behind a building. "How are we looking?" Clayton asked his teammates.
"I'm damn near out of aura." Halcyone said.
"Much the same." Siniy said, leaning against the nearest wall, holding his balls.
"Shit… Alright. You two cover fire on that building, I'm going up there to take him down." Clayton said, pumping a fresh shell into Kingslayer's chamber before taking off down a side street. Siniy groaned in pain, before he peeked the building and started lighting up the nest Strasser was in. Halcyone ran out from cover, and repositioned to get an angle on the few windows Siniy couldn't shoot at. From the sniper's nest there were a few cracks of fire from Strasser's railgun, before the report of 6 shotgun blast's echoed through the stadium. Then came the sound of a buzzer. Strasser had been eliminated from the match, leaving team SPGL victorious.
Exchanging high fives all around, Team SPGL met with Team RWBY and JNPR before leaving for the fairgrounds during an intermission. "Who's hungry?" Clayton asked.
"Starving." Ruby groaned.
"I might have worked up an appetite." Blake said, only for both her and Halcyone's stomachs to growl in sync.
Siniy shook his head. "I'll pass. I don't want to throw up." He said, readjusting his balls to try alleviating some of the lingering aching. Weiss winced. She'd seen her brother accidentally nut check himself with a belt buckle before, and that left him rolling on the floor for an hour. Siniy getting door kicked must have been a million times worse…
"Not even if I got you corn dogs?" Weiss asked, attempting to be generous towards her injured secret boyfriend.
Siniy groaned, then gave in. "Ok, I'll keep it down if it's corn dogs." He said, before Weiss got a call on her scroll. Weiss checked the ID, and frowned when she saw who it was. Knowing that Siniy must have noticed it was her father calling, she made a show of firmly hanging up, and pocketed her phone, as the group began to split up to find various food vendors.
The RBY of RWBY along with the SPL of SPGL walked as a group for a moment, then Ruby patted herself down, noticing her wallet was missing. Emerald held the easily snatched money receptacle in her hand, and smirked, before she noticed that Ruby had figured out rather quickly it was missing from her waist bag. "You dropped this. Kinda hard to get lunch without money." Emerald said, approaching the group, passing the wallet to it's owner.
"Weird, I could have sworn I zipped my belt pouch up before the fight." Ruby said, taking her wallet back.
"You applied lip balm, 40 seconds ago." Pale said, earning a raised eyebrow from his partner.
"Must have dropped it then." Clayton said. Pale shrugged.
"Hey... Emerald... Right? What are you doing?" Yang asked the dark skinned girl.
"Just left the stadium. Saw both of your fights. I've gotta say, that thing Siniy did was hilarious." Emerald said, faking interest, and earning a smirk from the gorilla faunus.
"That's my teammate." He said, chuckling at the thought of the highlight reel after the match.
"I heard your team progressed too." Blake said.
"It's weird we don't ever see them with you. How'd they do?" Halcyone asked. Emerald had a small flashback to the fight, where she choked someone with her weapon's chain, and Cinder kicked a guy clear out of the ring… Oh, then there was Neo's kick ass "bullet limbo," with her semblance.
"Really well." Emerald said with a genuine smile.
"That's great, maybe we should all go out for some victory food?" Ruby suggested.
"I would, but my teammates are a little…" Emerald looked over to see Mercury sniffing a boot, Cinder intently looking at a pit barbeque fire, and Neo already indulging in a bowl of ice cream. "Introverted. Really socially awkward. They kinda just do their own things." Emerald said with a shrug. Yang coughed into her fist. "Besides, Weiss and Siniy aren't here." The mint haired girl added. Clayton rolled his eyes. "So yeah… Mercury and I are moving on to the doubles round. What about you guys?" Emerald asked.
Ruby shrugged. Good as they might have been she doubted that Emerald and Mercury could out damage Yang or match her speed if it really came down to it. "I made the executive decision to have Yang and I go into the double's round. Power and speed and all that sisterly synergy." Ruby said. Clayton just shrugged.
"We'll probably rock paper scissors to see who goes. And if not, partner integrity is a safe bet." Clayton shrugged. He really doubted Emerald could take any of his team except Pale, and that was assuming she could get close enough. Mercury was a hard maybe on beating Clayton and Halcyone… but if he was fighting Siniy and the polar bear got pissed? Good luck Merc.
"Well don't think we'll go easy on you if we face you down the line." Emerald said with a chuckle.
"Wouldn't have it any other way." Yang said.
"Two right." Halcyone chuckled.
"Either way, you guys go on and get some food, I've gotta wrangle my team." Emerald said, before she turned to walk away.
"Good luck with that." Blake said, as Emerald left to gather her partners in crime.
"How are the new friends?" Mercury asked his partner as she walked past him, the two side by side as they made their way to Cinder.
"I hate them… So much." Emerald said.
"You were the one that wanted to scout them out personally." Mercury said with a shrug.
"I don't know how they can act so happy around each other." Emerald complained.
"So what did you find out?" He asked, getting to the point.
"The sisters are going to the doubles, and Team SPGL is either going to send partners or Ro Sham Bo for it." Emerald said.
"Really? Blind luck? Not much of a strategy. At least we know covering our bases is a safe bet." Mercury said. Emerald shivered.
"So long as I don't have to fight Siniy, I'm good… Speaking of the walking carpet, where is he?" Emerald asked.
Authors note. Poor Siniy took that cock shot like a champ.
On a more serious note, exposing Blake as a cannon pervert is always fun, and I did well to go more into body type descriptions here.
For one, a problem with post V4 RWBY is that all of the character models look very similar as areult of the new animation software or whatever, to include the main casts. Which leads to all of the main girls more or less ending up the same hight somehow, and evening out into an "hourglass" figure, either because animation team overlooked it, or RT is shit baggy enough to preach body positivity, then not deliver on it. (Not that I support body positivity, I support body betterment. It's ok to be fat, weak, small, whatever, but it's not ok to simply not do anything about it if you have the power to change.)
In eather case, even if we are looking at a bunch of the best hunters in training, who are in the top 10% of fitness, all of them looking the same, just isn't true to real life, and isn't true to the character types that each member of RWBY and the rest of the cast fit into. So here I am, describing how the main group looks through Blake's (and did it a little with Weiss to cover Blake's description,) eyes to sort of set it in stone, unless something changes, in which case, I have it pointed out, like how Siniy is now 9 foot 8, instead of 9 foot 5 as he was in the White Trailer.
So now the only one's who are of the "perfect" bodytype, are Pyrrha, (Amazon status grants her this in my eyes.) and Ruby, who's got gym time and genetics. (Yes getting traits from grandparents is a real thing, I have my granddads slanted eyes.) As for the others, they all vary in body shape, with the most noticable part of them being somewhat exagerated here. (Yang's upper body, Weiss's small frame, Halcyone being the tallest girl thus far, so on, and so forth.)
Honestly giving Ruby something from her dad's side of the family seemed justified, since in cannon she dosn't share a single similarity with Tai, not skin tone, hair color, eye color, face, fighting style, so on and so forth, where as Yang, has pale skin like her mother, the same face structure, and her eye's turn red when she's angry, but still has blond hair like her dad, similar eye shading normally, and so on. Really it's just poor writing that created this, because Ruby was created, then Yang, and then Raven, and then Tai, then finally Summer. So Raven get's made to look kinda like Yang, and then they needed to make Tai have something to pass on to Yang, but by the time Tai was created Ruby's look was set in stone, so they had to just copy paste Ruby onto her mother, and hope nobody would notice. Which might have been something they could have mitigated by doing what I did her, by either thinking furthur ahead, or just injecting a little backstory.
Additional edit. I'm not a fan of the Qrow being Ruby's dad theory, if that's true, (which has been said by the writers to not be true, not that I trust them not to retcon that,) it'll be weird to bring it up this late in the canon. And this is part of the reason I went out of my way to not only alter the curcumstances of Ruby's birth, but also fenagle something from Tai's side of the family over to Ruby and Yang, (Raven has smaller tits than her daughter in canon, so they had to come form somewhere) being their grandma's bazookas... Ok, well now Yun's getting a bazooka if she shows up...
ANYWAYS, I feel like I did a good enough job describing the cast of both men and women as varied as posible, while still keeping them out of the R6S Gridlock zone of being fat in a SOF job. Give Yang abbs RT, you won't.