Chapter 2-4 will be copies of the same writing from "A Torched Rose" due it already being written out. Starting from CH.5 there will be different content.
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CH.2 A Rough First Day 1
{-Umber-}
WHY DIDN'T YOU SAVE HER!?"
"... Damn... I just managed to fall asleep too." Groaning, Umber cracked his eyes open and glared at the ceiling still dead tired. He ran a gloved hand through his short, black, messy, hair. Sitting upright he glared at his reflection with his mixed iris's, a fusion of brilliant oranges and deep violets. He wore a white shirt dissolving to an eerie black with short sleeves and faintly stained by a strange metallic liquid. At his hands Umber wore elbow-length leather gloves with copper braces. Worn over his shirt was a thick open leather knee-length jacket woven with gearlike patterns and a hood. His left arm was free of his sleeve, using the jacket almost like a cape. Looking down he saw his torn leather jeans and knee-high black combat boots with copper laces.
Looking around for the strange noise he had just heard and saw a long blonde haired figure wave off the concern of her fellow students. With a laugh she walked by, passing him. His gaze followed her fist, encompassed by her flaring golden aura. "You look like shit." The girl froze and several people gawked. "Can't sleep milady?" He taunted the girl with a snicker.
Her eyes turned red briefly before she took a deep breath and made her way over. "Hey there, my name's Yang. Yang Xiao Long."
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"Your name?" She questioned with a strained smile.
"Oooh. that's what we're doing. Apologies sunshine." He could almost hear her patience ticking down ever so slightly. "I go by Faere"
"Faere huh? That's a… manly name."
Sigh The black-haired teen rolled his eyes with a scoff his "You're annoying... leave. Your little hissyfit woke me up." he waved her off.
Yang grit her teeth and threw a punch at the kid's gut before storming off. As if disregarding the situation entirely, he pulled his hood up and watched her stomp away in a fit of rage only to stumble into another male student, a yellow-haired knight.
"Oh! Sor-ugh crap!" Umber grimaced as two blondes collided, one vomiting on the other's shoes. Watching on expectantly, he grinned at the scene before him.
"Egh ew gross! I just got these shoes. Where's the bathroom on this thing" Her answer quickly came as the blonde knight locking himself in the bathroom. "Hey! Open up!"
"Well she certainly looks better" Faere laughed to himself as he shut his eyes again.
{-Yang-}
What the hell is his problem!? Above her the speakers of the ship came to life."Attention, the Aerofin will be returning to the Vale Airport in 5 minutes. If there are any passengers remaining, please exit the ship." The dragon's eyes refocused. Right… Beacon. Everyone had already vacated the ship leaving her alone. Pulling herself from the cushioned seat, Yang cleared her mind and stepped off the ship. In front of her loomed Beacon, it's shadow felt oppressing, crushing. Sis...
Trudging forward she suddenly tripped falling face-first into a pile of cases. "Ah! What are you doing!?" A prideful feminine voice cried out in worry, but not at her expense. Dressed in an all-white dress and high heels was the cold visage of the infamous Weiss Schnee.
Yang looked aside with dead eyes and took a deep breath "Sorry, I was distracted."
"Sorry!? Do you have any idea the damage you could have caused!?" Hunching down, she retrieved a case and retrieved a tiny glass container containing a powdered red substance. "This is dust! Mined and purified from the Schnee quarry in atlas. What are you? Braindead? Dust! Fire, air, lightning, ene-" She failed to notice her containing leaking clouds of said dust.
"I said I was sorry!" Yang bellowed accidentally activating her semblance. The fire licked the canister held in the Schnee's hands and blew up in a cloud of fire, electricity, and ice. The bottle shattered and rolled away, landing at another woman's feet.
"Unbelievable! This is exactly the kind of thing I was talking about" The snow haired girl cried bitterly, brushing dust off her skirt.
The yellow huntress shot back angrily "How is this my fault!? You're the one who was waving around a bottle of powdered explosives like some kind of trophy!"
She looked at the blondie appalled "You bimbo! What are you even doing here!? You've got no spatial awareness whatsoever!"
"Bimbo!? You!..." The dragon tried to bottle her emotions and not erupt a second time. "Look I've got a lot on my mind right now alright. Stop getting your panties in a twist." On the surface, she was calmer, but beneath a bottomless sea of resentment and furor was bubbling to the surface, wreathing herself in flames.
"How dare you speak like that to me! This isn't your ordinary combat school. It's not just sparring and practice you know. So! At least watch where you're going!"
"HOW DARE ME!? HOW DARE YOU!" The dragon's hair glowed with molten fury and with clenched teeth she crushed the ground beneath a stomp of her own, shattering tiles several feet wide. "I SAID I WAS SORRY PRINCESS!" Huffing she was about to leave when a new voice chimed in.
"It's heiress actually." Turning to see the new addition to their argument, both girls saw a girl dressed in gothic garb with long black hair, striking topaz eyes, and a large bow atop her head. Cute "Heiress to the Schnee Dust Company. One of the largest producers of energy propellent of Remnant.
The icy girl raised her head pridefully and sent a smug grin to the hotheaded brawler as if proclaiming victory. "Finally, some recognition." But she was unprepared for what was to come next.
"The same company infamous for its controversial labor forces and questionable business partners. This brought a smile to yang's face, the first genuine one of the day.
Like a deer caught in headlights Weiss's jaw fell as she fumbled for a possible retort. "Wha- how dare- da-... The nerve of!... EGH give me that" Swiping the cracked vial from the mysterious girl's hands, the heiress left without another word. All the while Yang was laughing quietly to herself.
With that Yang turned to the girl, "Hey, thanks for that. So what's your… name…" She girl already strolled off in another direction, leaving the golden girl alone. Again. "This day just tanked hard… again" Yang groaned, defeated. "Hooray for Beacon…" In her isolated state yang failed to notice the blonde knight come up to her.
"Hey…" he grinned at her with an extended hand. His eyes were filled with a baby blue hue. Well, not like he could be any worse… right? "I'm Jaune." he said nervously, yet with some confidence.
"Vomit boy?" She chuckled as her eyes returned to a soft, saddened lilac, "Gotta hand it to you, you're a lot more confident than I gave you credit for." She graciously took his hand with her left. "I'm Yang. Yang Xiao Long."
{-Yang-}
Off to the side of Beacon Academy the two sun-colored warriors walked around a fountain deep in conversation with one another. Jaune defended himself from another Vomit Boy comment, "Look all I'm saying is that motion sickness is a much more common problem then people let on."
"Hahaha, look Vomit Boy was the first thing that came to mind."
"Oh yeah, well what if I called you crater… em… bomb?… something?... I'm not good at this."
"No you're not" Yang gave a reassuring smile, "I believe the word you were looking for was 'bombshell'. Besides she was asking for it. Waving around explosives in front of anyone in a bad idea, let alone someone who's literally radiating fire."
He broke away from the huntress trainee and pointed to himself proudly, "Yeah well the name's Jaune Arc, short, sweet, rolls off the tongue, ladies love it" He gave a slightly goofy smile getting another chuckle from the girl.
"I'm sure they do lady killer. For one reason or another." She grinned in amusement as the Arc attempted to cover for himself.
He grinned as her sarcasm eluded him for the briefest of moments, "Eh- hey they will… hopefully. That's what my mom always sa-… never mind" he quickly shifted his sights downward in embarrassment.
"A momma's boy too, oh you're just an Arc-hipelago of surprises. A corn-Arc-opia of fun." The boy groaned louder. "Cheer up Vomit Boy, were at Beacon of all places... Beacon…" Her gaze grew solemn again as the realization clawed at her guilty conscious again.
The paladin looked to her questioningly, "Hey, you good?"
Caught off guard, she leapt backward and readied her gauntlets. Remembering who she was talking to she quickly defaulted to, what she would call, a Ruby Diversion Topic. "So I got these cool things." She flexed with her activated gauntlets.
She saw him take a cautious step back, "What… are those?" Despite his stance, Yang saw both genuine worry and curiosity in his eyes.
Thanks Rubes… Yang smiled internally, "Ember Celica, my pride and joy." The brawler beamed as she bullet punched the air a few times. "A dual gauntlet kinetic high mobility shotgun."
"Uhhh… a wha?" he looked at her in bewilderment.
She gave a bright smile before deactivating her children. "I punch things and blow shit up."
"Oh" He nodded in realization at the dumbed-down explanation.
"Dust ammunition included for just $5.99." She added humorously, "So whatcha packing?"
"Oh, I've got… uh... This sword?" he drew one of the most refined blades Yang had ever seen. Why does that thing look familiar? She rubbed her chin thoughtfully, "Got a shield too- ah egah- wait- stop!" When drawing the pearly white shield it retracted and expanded again in his hands as he tried to get a good grip over it. Yang smirked in amusement.
Finally getting a handle on his shield he turned to his fellow blonde. "Pretty cool Vomit Boy. Though I'm almost certain you're not from anywhere around here. Us over at Signal Academy have to forge our own weapons, some of us get a biiit over the top when it comes to mechashift weapon design classes." She smiled warmly in reminiscence.
"You… made that?" He asked astonished.
The blondie, brawler, nodded in affirmation. "That reminds me, your sword looks a bit familiar. Have I seen you before?"
The Arc looked down sadly, and waved her off "Nah, it's… I'm an Arc. Crocea Mors is sort of a must-have hand me down. A relic from the great war used by my great great grandfather."
"That explains it. Pretty sure that's a last year topic at Signal." The two stood there in silence briefly.
Jaune spoke up reigning the girl's attention, "Hey uh, do you? Know where we're going?"
Yang's eyes widened in realization, "Dammit! I completely forgot, we're supposed to meet at the Auditorium for the Initiation speech." pulling her scroll out she gave a sigh of relief, panic flooding out of her system.
"The auditorium? Where's that? Is there some kind of directory?" She snorted in laughter. "So uh… is that a no?"
"That's a no Jaune. Check your account's mail, the map should be attached to your acceptance letter. Come on let's hurry up." She walked off failing to notice the blonde's disheartened eyes. Shaking his head he followed after his new friend.