Early morning, time to tend to the rabbits.
Walking, Ying's arms swung with each step as the sun beamed through the trees.
Reaching the pen, "How's the Georges doing?"
They hopped about. Filling their feeding trough, he noticed their water bottles empty. Taking the bucket, he placed under spout of the hand water pump. Priming the pump, water flowed into bucket. Dipping the bottles into the bucket, he returned them for the rabbits to drink.
"What do you do here?" brought his attention onto rabbit standing, leaning, propping its head with its left paw.
Staring at the rabbit, "I'll tend to the rabbits."
"'Tend to the rabbits,' the idiot said," it said, "You idiot, you're not fit to lick a rabbit's foot. You would forget and let them go hungry. That's what you would do."
"I won't forget!"
"The hell you won't. You're not worth a greased jack knife to hell. The Gods know how many kept you out of the sewer. It didn't do no good. If you think, you'll get to tend to rabbits, you're dumber than a Vacuo waiting for rain."
"Then Blake will help me."
"Why would a pretty girl waste her with a retard like you? She'll find herself someone. Good looking, smart and not a retard like you."
"She'll stay!"
"No, she won't, retard."
Wrapping his massive hands around the rabbit's neck, Ying begin throttling it.
"Ying, stop!" said the suddenly feminine voiced rabbit.
Blinking, the rabbit's features faded to Blake with his hands around her neck. Blinking a few times, Ying noticed he was in bed in same room with his teammates. It seemed Weiss and Ruby had their weapons in attack mode. It was still night.
"I had a terror mare," he said releasing his fingers from Blake's neck.
Rubbing her neck, "What was it about?" asked Blake.
Staring at his hands, "A rabbit told me Blake was going to leave me."
Squeezing his right hand, "I would not leave you."
"Really?" staring at her, "You would help me with the rabbits?"
"Yes, I would help you with the rabbits, cow, and the pigs."
"Ruby stay with Ying," grabbing Blake's arm, "Blake and I need to talk," leading Blake into the hallway.
Sitting beside Ying, "What kind of rabbit, was it?" asked Ruby.
Closing the door, Weiss stared at Blake.
"How can you promise him that?" asked Weiss.
"Because I will."
"You're going to spend the rest of your life keeping him out of trouble."
"He can tend to the farm while I…"
"Do missions. He lived on a ranch and…"
"Got in trouble with the rancher's wife. She used him or it was innocent."
"If he could take care of himself, he wouldn't be here."
"And none of your concern, Miss Schnee. I'll find away to make it work," pushing Weiss out of the way.
Staring at the closed door, "This door has better sense then her," thought Weiss.
Remnant sun glared down on Jaune's pasty skin.
"Oh, Jaune," remarked Weiss wearing a white two piece revealing a lot of her pale skin, "Don't want you to get too hot," wiping the sweat from his brow, "or burned."
Laying on his right was Yang tracing her fingers across his chest.
"Hope, sex machine," said Yang in a yellow two piece that wasn't legal in public rubbing her breasts against his bare chest, "that mean Cardin didn't mess with that perfectly styled hair of yours," peeling a grape.
"It was hard," letting Yang pop the grape into his mouth, "Thank you," feeling the breeze slacking, "Hey, Pyhrra, pick up the speed on that fan."
Barely moving the white feathered fan, "Mr. Arc."
"Pyhrra, you sound like Miss Goodwitch."
"Mr. Arc, wake up."
"Boobs," falling off his chair.
"You're not the dumb, Mr. Arc," watching him return to his chair, "Will you explain the council?"
Returning to his chair, "Hmmm."
"Let's add something to that empty space between your ears," tapping her scroll, "Each of the Kingdoms has a five member governing council that sees to the needs of its people. These councils control the day-to-day running of the Kingdoms and make policy decisions.
The members of the council are elected every six years. Must be a resident of the kingdom at least for ten years. Must be eighteen. When a member dies, the council selects a replacement until a special election is held to replace the deceased member. The winner serves the remaining term until next election. The terms are overlapped making sure there are always three members on the council."
"This is Lisa Lavender of RNN with breaking news. It's been decided Adam Taurus will be tried in Atlas under Tribunal rules.
Tribunal rules the subject on trial will be tried by the four council of Remnant. In case of a tie, the headmaster of the academy in the kingdom trying the crime will be the deciding tie breaker. Headmaster General James Ironwood would be the deciding vote.
The last time a Tribunal was in session was the trial of Rhodopis Le Fresne. Now, back to your normal viewing program. Now in session."
"Knight takes rook," said Ruby.
Weiss went diagonal while Blake did a L movement.
Rubbing the back of her head, "She's post to move diagonal," said Weiss.
"No, I'm a knight, not a bishop," remarked Blake.
"Guys, these why we do team practice to work out these issues before the next Vytal festival."
"Wouldn't need team practice if Blake would listen?" replied Weiss.
"Look who's talking," remarked Blake, "You're proving only useful when dust is involved. With a rapier, you're useless."
Pulling a white glove from the pocket of her bolero, she slapped Blake's right cheek. Blinking, back of Blake's right hand met Weiss's cheek.
Her cheeks went red. Stomping away, Weiss turned around.
Saluting with her rapier, "Blake Belladonna," said Weiss going to her fighting stance, "Prepare for a dual."
Twirling her chain, "Miss Schnee," said Blake smiling, "Let's dual," sliding her left foot back.
Silence grew as the two trainees stared at each other.
Blake's body tensed up. Throwing the blade forward caused Weiss's head to dodge letting it sail by. Lunging forward, Blake whipped the chain around the blade of the rapier pinning against Weiss. Wrapping her arms around Weiss caused Weiss struggle.
Trying to break from Blake's grip, she noticed the smirk on Blake's lips. Weiss's ears detected a twang. Turning her head, she caught the sight of the kusarigama blade returning. It headed for Weiss's back.
Striking the floor, an ice column sent Weiss and Blake into the air. The blade sliced through the column. Using the ice chucks as steps, Blake made her way down.
Watching Weiss created a wind gust to slow her descent, "She's a conjurer," said Ruby noticing Ying staring at her, "Weiss is a conjurer like Miss Goodwitch uses her semblance to move or control objects. Weiss controls the temperature of the air. Then what does she need dust for?"
Landing, Blake's eyes searched for her weapon. Finding arms wrapped around her neck. It was Weiss slapping a headlock on Blake. Using her left hand for leverage, her right hand kept her hair bow from falling off.
Noticing something solid under Blake's hair bow allowed the back of Blake's head to smack Weiss's chin. Breaking her grip, Weiss shook her head. Clearing her head, she recovered her rapier. Gripping the hilt, Weiss slid towards Blake with rapier point aimed at Blake. Striking Blake caused Blake to dissipate like smoke. Again Weiss found a chain pinning her arms against her ribs.
Pressing the blade against Weiss's throat, "Surrender, Miss Schnee," whispered Blake.
"Never," slamming her rapier against the floor.
Giving Blake a hot foot, Weiss lunged forward. Pinning Weiss's right arm pinned under her arm allowed Blake to wrap the chain around Weiss's neck ready to eviscerate her with the blade. Weiss was ready to run her rapier under Blake's chin.
"Enough!" brought their attention onto Ruby going into Rose Burst. Colluding into Blake and Weiss caused them to separate.
Looking at her team mates on the floor, "As team leader," yelled Ruby, "It's a draw!"
Helping Weiss onto her feet, "Now shake hands," watching Ying help Blake on her feet, "and call it a truce." holding their weapons.
Shaking Weiss's hand, "Ruby should've handled the negations between humans and faunus," remarked Blake.
"Milk and cookies for everyone before world peace," replied Weiss.
"I like coffee with my cream," brought onto Violet walking towards them with three similar dressed students.
Hugging Ying, "Coco, this Ying, the one I was talking about."
Staring over her sunglasses, Coco's dark brown eyes studied Ying.
"Offer one doesn't try to mess with Violent," patting Violet's left hip causing Violet to blush, "Thank you for standing up for her. To show my thanks, I'm offering to mentor your team."
"Talk to Ruby, our team leader."
Noticing Anesidora, "You take pictures," said Ruby.
"Of weapons," answered Velvet.
"Maybe we can go over portfolio of our weapons collection."
"You collect pictures of weapons?"
"Doesn't everybody."
Noticing the Coco's handbag, "A handbag as a weapon?" said Ruby.
Smiling, Coco pushed the button on the handle of the handgun. Ruby's widen eyes as the handbag transformed into rotary cannon.
"Gianduja."
Noticing a dark toned teenage boy with dark, long, messy fringed copper hair with a cowlick over his left eye, "And him?" squealed Ruby.
Twirling a pair of orange bladed tonfa in both hands, "Sharp Retribution," he answered, "Yes, I'm blind."
"Fox tries to keep an air of mystery about him," replied Coco.
"And him?" pointing to a tall and athletic-looking young man with shaved-short black hair and tanned skin wearing a long short-sleeved robe with five layer sode covering his left arm extending past his shoulder.
"Fulcrum," he answered swinging his greatsword with a hooked tip.
"Finally Daichi," remarked Coco, "Team CFVY would like to mentor Team RWBY. If you would let us?"
"Really?" said Ruby trying to contain her excitement.
"Yes, really."
8:00 pm – Dorms
Letting her legs dangle over the edge of roof, Weiss stared at windows of the dorms.
"I don't know how you like your coffee," brought her attention onto Ruby holding two mugs.
"I 'm a tea person," said Weiss.
"Oh, I guess…"
"I can tolerate some coffee tonight," taking the mug from Ruby.
Sitting beside Weiss, Ruby watched Weiss blew away the stream. The sounds of the nightlife filled the silence between them.
"Tell me about your family, Ruby," said Weiss.
"There's my uncle Qrow. He's the reason I created Crescent Rose. Yang, you met. And there's my dad."
"Is he a good man?"
"He once retrieved the coin purse of a merchant that got robbed by some bandits."
"Did he ever punish you?"
"If you mean by making me do the horse stance then holding buckets in both hands in front of me for thirty minutes, yes, he did," looking at Weiss, "why are you asking?"
"People think my family is the scum of Remnant. I wasn't lying when I said want to change that."
"Do I need to get Blake and Ying?"
"I'm liable to break her neck," sighing, "Guess, I'll learn to tolerate her."
Flipping a page, "Maybe, I can learn tolerate you to, Miss Schnee," mumbled Blake.
"Did you say something?" asked Ying.
"Yes," draping her arm over Ying's shoulders, ""Do you like girls?"
"I like you, Ruby, Weiss."
"No, the dating type."
"No, I heard those cause trouble."
Kissing Ying's forehead, "Ying, you're wiser than most."
In a desert, the sun baked her while the sand carried by the wind stung her.
"Hello, my darling Blake," brought her graze onto Adam with Wilt unsheathed.
"Adam," unsheathing Gambol Shroud.
Smiling, "Still choosing unwisely."
Lunging at each other, the sand made her movement sluggish. Wilt sliced through the shadow clone. A second clone followed. Driving Wilt backwards found the real Blake.
Waking up, Blake controlled her breathing. Slowly climbing down, she made her way to the bathroom. Locking the bathroom door, she turned the shower on. Sitting with her back against the bathtub, she pushed the call button on their scroll.
"Zeis," said Blake, "update."
"Simple, it seems the Faunus being killed are loyal to your father."
"Adam?"
"Currently are told to stand down even though there are those wishing to free him."
"Ok, keep on searching more on those murders. Once, I get back to Vale," staring at the bathroom door, "I'll help with the search," pushing call cancel button.
Turning the shower off, she exited the bathroom. Gripping the head board, Blake jumped onto the top bunk under Weiss's watchful left eye.