"Are you sure that you're not drunk? I don't think those are words coming out of your mouth."
Yang smiles, then does a little pirouette to show off her intact coordination. "No, I'm not drunk. Seriously? You've seriously NEVER heard of, 'Swimmy Bevs,'?" She looks at Weiss, almost offended.
"No, Yang. We speak English, like most of the people here." Weiss crosses her arms and indignantly raises a hand in question. "What on earth are you trying to say?" Though logically, Weiss made sense, her words did have a slight slur to them, likely on account of her cups of wine; her light frame meant two red solo cups was enough to make her tipsy. The New Year's party was in full effect, and she was enjoying herself well enough.
Blake interjects, coming in from behind Yang. "What she's trying to say is that she wants to go to the pool and drink. Swimmy means swimming, bevs are alcoholic beverages."
Yang points both her arms at her partner. "See! She gets it! How come Blake understands me and you two don't!?"
"I didn't understand you either," Ruby adds, grabbing a cookie from her paper plate. It is one of many.
Yang's face falls flat. "That's because you have barely had any booze before!"
"And I'm the only one who's gone to a pool to drink with you before," Blake says. "You never invited Weiss or Ruby. And, well, you, of course," she adds, motioning to the man also standing there.
"Well, to be fair, I've only gone twice since school started. Ruby wasn't 18 until two months ago, so she couldn't drink, and Weiss was busy." Yang looks around for a moment. "Scarlet knows what I'm talking about!"
"Scarlet barely speaks English, either," Weiss replies. "He's always, 'having a gaff,' or dealing with a, 'smegging smeg pot,' and the like. You picked up Swimmy Bevs from him, didn't you?"
"Well, we did go together. SSSN, Blake, and a few others. I've gone pool drinking before they showed up, but Swimmy Bevs has so much more culture! It implies so much more!"
"I'll believe that solely because I'm too tired to hear your reasoning," Weiss says.
Yang goes to hug Weiss, but backs off when she remembers she was tipsy and holding things. "So, anyway, the short version is that we should do it!" She looks to the man near her. "You have access to a private pool at your apartment, right? We should totally do that before break ends!"
"I'd be down for it. Sounds fun!"
Weiss ponders for a moment. "I don't know… I'm not a huge fan of beer. Plus, how would we get there and back? You can't expect me to get on your motorcycle when you're drunk, let alone all four of us."
"Valid points," Yang admits. "We could get a pitcher and mix something you'd like. Oh, maybe riot punch… There's always a bus or a taxi, too. And it's not like we couldn't chill at his place for a bit and sober up. Wait, have you been there?"
Weiss nearly chokes on her drink, sputtering through her wine. Theoretically, she never had time to visit the apartment; as far as Yang knew, she came from the airport straight to Beacon, and there'd be no reason to go once her boyfriend was back. Yang didn't know she dropped by to lose her virginity twice over. "Ahem," Weiss coughs, trying not to look at a smirking Blake. "N-no. Only pictures." Clearly wanting to speed through this part of the conversation, she says, "Swimming sounds interesting."
"It sounds relaxing to me," Blake says. "Weather permitting, of course. Though, it hasn't been stormy the past few days, so we should be good."
"I'm honestly afraid of burning…" Weiss says, now looking at her very pale skin.
Yang's eyes light up. "Oh, then how about night swimming? Late night, couple of drinks, sounds great! If it's cold, we could get in the hot tub! It'll be awesome!"
"Uhh, I dunno… Drinking… and nighttime… and uhh…" Ruby's eyes dart to the man that would see her in a swimsuit and then back again.
"You don't have to come, Rubes," Yang suggests. "We can go Saturday, when you watch all that stuff at night. There'll be more than enough fun to go around."
"What about Ilia?" Blake asks. "Or do you think that's overstepping?"
Yang looks over at the chameleon girl, who was currently staring at Pyrrha with hearts in her eyes… or more on her freckles. "Hmm. I think she should hang around here and get to know everyone else. Though… we might need to break the news that Pyrrha's taken. Also that's she's straight."
Weiss pops up, surprised. "Wait, Pyrrha's taken? By who?"
Yang smiles a wide, satisfied smile. "You'll be happy about this one; apparently she got a little cozy with Jaune after he fell on her tits at the holiday party. Ren says they actually went on a date and–" she pauses, looking back at the well-dressed Spartan, "–yeah, check it!" RWBY slyly all start staring at Jaune chuckle at something Ilia said, his hand dangerously close to Pyrrha's. The two share a glance and smile that reminds one of when Weiss sees her boyfriend for the first time in a given day.
"Oh, finally, he's stopped being interested in me," Weiss says, now with a bright smile. "It's settled, then; we go night swimming, and we play matchmaker with Ilia." She claps, excited for the new plans, whenever they may be.
"Sounds like a plan!" Yang says, grabbing a few bottles from the drinks table. "Though, nothing stopping me from getting started now!" she adds in, opening her beer by slamming the bottle cap's edge of the side of the table, rather aggressively. She starts drinking, throwing it back all at once.
"Surely there's a better way of doing that?" Weiss asks, looking at the giant mark Yang scored into the wooden table. "Do we not have a bottle opener?"
"Mine's on my keys, and those are back in the room." Yang shrugs. "Too far, and this is faster. Some people can open them with just their teeth!" She pushes a beer bottle towards Weiss and prompts, "Here, why don't you try?"
Weiss accepts the bottle before she realizes what she's just been handed. She takes a moment to register the request and looks down at it, her movements slurred by her tipsy state. Shocking everyone, she puts the bottle into her mouth, bites a tiny amount, hinges a bit, and easily pops the bottle cap off. Even she takes a moment to register A. the fact that she just tried that, and B. that it was completely successful. Staring confusedly at the now open beer in her hands, she blinks. "Well…" She extends her hand back to Yang and says, "I won't be drinking this."
Yang is the first to recover. She takes her beer back and starts laughing. "Weiss, that was AWESOME! How'd you even do that!?"
Weiss gazes at her hands, looking completely lost. "Quite honestly, I'm not sure at all… I don't think I'll be trying that again, however; I don't want to ruin my teeth, especially because of beer."
"Eh, that's fair," Yang says, looking at her scroll. Looking excited, she turns to everyone and shouts, "Oh, guys! It's almost time! Let's head outside!"
Weiss and Blake flock to their shared boyfriend's side as they head for the courtyard. Though Weiss is quick to wrap her body around his as they look up to the sky, Blake looks at the ground away; they still haven't gone public about the poly relationship, so she was still avoiding PDA. His arm sits nicely on Weiss' waist, but he feels a bit sad that Blake doesn't get to hold someone as the new year starts. The cold weather and midnight didn't help, either.
Thinking about Blake's loneliness, the man uses his Semblance to touch her. The telekinesis puts just the slightest bit of pressure on her palm, mimicking holding her hand. Blake notices it, looks at her hand, shifts to her boyfriend, then gives a sweet smile. He'll have to treat her to something so she doesn't get jealous of the attention Weiss is getting, but he's going to have to figure out about telling people. For the moment, he increases the pressure on Blake's hand, mirroring how he was squeezing Weiss'.
"10!" starts the countdown as everyone checks on live feeds. All get excited for the lawbreakers deciding to illegally launch off fireworks as the night air stands still. "9, 8, 7, 6," the chant continues as everyone starts to get wide eyed. Yang unfurls Ember Celica, quickly confirming that it was loaded. "5! 4! 3! 2! 1!"
"Happy New Year!" everyone shouts as Yang fires a shot into the air. She was the only one because her weapon was best suited to it, plus nobody needed 15ish guns firing next to their ears at once. She'd even loaded Ember Celica with a special round, so it streaked through the night sky before exploding. A shower of rainbow burst over your heads, endless light dancing in a mishmash of color. As if to answer the firework, dozens more streaks populated the sky over Vale. The fireworks began to burst as everyone joyously cheered, celebrating another year completed.
Under the now sparkling night sky, people celebrate. Those of note included Jaune and Pyrrha, who share a quick, awkward kiss, their first if one were to guess. They'd only been dating less than a week, but the celebratory atmosphere seems to have awoken their feelings and given them the perfect opportunity to get past the first hurdle. As the other couple… er, whatever they were, Weiss takes her boyfriend's head and lowers it in order to kiss. He takes her by the waist and lowers her while continuing the kiss, letting her live out a fantasy of a romantic kiss at midnight to the sound of fireworks. Fueled by romance, both feel nothing but each other while bright lights bathe bodies in color. The rest of the group celebrated by jumping around, smiling at friends, or by blowing several party poppers. Well, most people were busy ensuring noise complaints. One was off to the side, quietly hiding behind the huntsman fountain. Blake was looking towards her boyfriend and Weiss, a somber expression on her face.