Did they have vending machines back on Remnant? She didn't remember seeing any, but they seemed like something that Father would have been interested in. It sold snacks, without the need for someone to keep an eye on it. A single person could manage a dozen of these, Weiss guessed. Someone with aura could easily steal from it though, breaking the plastic that kept from the chips and candy. Perhaps the metal and plastic glass could be reinforced to prevent such robberies? But then again, that would raise the cost of producing them and cut into the profits. Maybe-

"Excuse me!" Someone rudely interrupted her monologue which helped pass the time. Weiss turned her head every so slightly to look upon the intruders. A taller blonde girl who looked like a cheaper version of Yang gave her a large grin. Beside her was a mousy, shorter girl with brown hair and a dusting of freckles. Both plain girl's stared at her expectantly, until the blonde one spoke again. "The lion sleeps tonight."

The code Dean had told her that Victoria was going to say to verify that she was indeed Weiss. It was stupid, but its stupidty was where it shined. No one else would have expected it, yet that didn't stop Weiss from forming a frown.

"Aweem away." As genius as it was, that still didn't stop it from sounding stupid.

"Yay!" Plain Yang said, her smile turning into a grin. She pushed the mousy girl forward, her arm hanging around her neck. "I'm Victoria, and this is my sister Amy."

They didn't look like sisters, not that Weiss should judge. Ruby and Yang were like the sun and moon, one tan, busty and tall, the other pale, not as busty, and a tad shorter. Their hair colors were also the complete opposite, unlike Weiss' own siblings. Some of Winter's baby pictures looked almost exactly the same as Weiss' own. She formed a small smile in response. "A pleasure to meet you, my name is Weiss Schnee."

"Dean told me that you needed some help since you're new to the Bay." Victoria's smile never left her face, while her sister's face glowered. The group of people wearing hero memorabilia across the room kept staring at them.

"Indeed." An awkward silence filled the air, until Victoria took another step forward.

"I flew here with Amy, so we'll be walking and taking the bus, showing you the sights and all that." Victoria spun on her heel and pointed towards the door. "Let's go!" She locked her elbows with Weiss' arm and practically dragged her out.

Weiss was already wishing she asked Missy instead.

Brockton Bay looked like a mixture of Vale and Old Mantle, with the city becoming a tad dirtier the farther away they walked from the PRT building. A few pedestrians gave her white hair a weird look, and a few more approaching Victoria to take a photo with her. And guess who they asked to take said photos usually.

That's right, Amy, which was rather amusing in Weiss' opinion since apparently she was also a known hero.

"And that's Carlo's Bakery, which is funny because the owners are Italian or something." Victoria kept pointing out random stories. "And that pizza shop looks good, but it's really not. They took forever the last time I was there with Dean and the crust was more like a cracker."

Weiss nodded politely, not really interested in the conversation. Instead she allowed her eyes to wander. It was weird, not seeing any faunus or any Huntsman and Huntresses walking around with their weapons out on display. Still, she made sure to keep an eye on her pocket that had a few prepaid cards with the money Director Piggot had given her.

"You're not from around here." Amy Dallon spoke up, earning Weiss attention. She said it more like a statement, rather than a question.

"Did the hair or the accent give that away?" Weiss said with a smirk. She was aware of her Atlesian accent, as slight as it was. The English people spoke here also had a different accent when she compared it with those from Vale.

"Both." Amy seemed amused. Victoria finally finished her rant about a particular bad experience Dean had with what she called 'the Chinese restaurant from hell.'

"So where are you from? Germany?" Victoria hooked her elbow with Weiss' once more, much to her displeasure. She didn't like it when strangers touched her, but she had no choice but to play along for now.

"Something like that." Weiss shrugged as they crossed a street. She'd rather not give away too many details, and she didn't know these people! Discount Yang either didn't seem to notice, or she didn't care about her deflection. "So, where are we going?"

"The Boardwalk of course. That's where all the cute clothes are at." Victoria wink. Her blue eyes turned lilac for just the briefest of seconds. Damn it. Ignoring Amy's glare, Weiss nodded again.

"Lead onwards."

She didn't want to be here.

Weiss Schnee was an extremely weird person, Amy decided, and she didn't mean her personality, though that was a bit weird. Nevermind, all of Weiss was weird. Her white hair being completely natural, as well as her facial features and body, they were too perfect. She obviously wasn't from Bet, especially since Armsmaster made her sign a binder full of NDA's, and all the bacteria and microbes in her that Amy had never seen before. Even her German accent was weird! It felt a bit off at points. Amy wasn't usually a nosy person, but she needed to know more.

"How does this look?" Vicky pulled out a purple mini dress from one of the rackets. This was the third store, and Amy was pretty sure that there was no way there were going to be able to make it back to the PRT building with all those bags.

"It's cute." Weiss said simply, touching the hem of the skirt. "I'm not a fan of the material, but it's nice." In rich girl words, put that back and try again. Weiss ran her fingers through the racks and grabbed a red dress that would have made Amy blush if Vicky wore it.

It ended an inch above the knee and showed a generous amount of cleavage. The material itself was decorated with small roses. A white ribbon acted as a belt across the center. Weiss stared at it for a few seconds, ignoring Vicky who had found another purple dress.

"I'm going to go try this one on." Weiss muttered as she scurried off, leaving the two sisters alone. Vicky floated over to Amy's spot, where she guarded half a dozen bags while chewing on some gum, mint flavored of course.

"Hey Ames." Vicky smirked as she wrapped an arm around Amy's shoulder. "Can I ask you something?"

Amy rolled her eyes. "What is it?"

"Do you think she dyes her hair?"

A/N

This chapter was almost delayed, but I finally managed to finish it. I feel my writing starting to slow down again sadly, but hopefully I'll be able to keep my inspiration.

My copies of the RWBY DC comic and the RWBY X Justice League have arrived. Time to read those to hold me over.