Klein led the way, the heiress attached to his side while the rose petal seemingly danced back and forth against the sides of the hallway admiring the works of art they passed. She wasn't very interested in history and traditional tales, being more interested in mechanics and what the future could hold, but she could enjoy well-crafted pieces when seen. Weiss had been explaining each artwork in history and meaning, hoping to not bore her guest for however long it was that she was to stay.

Her butler stopped outside a room that had its door a significantly darker shade of blue contrasting the pale walls. The simplistic style had given Ruby a sense of comfort from not being overly fanciful compared to the display of everything else around the manor. "This will be your room for your stay." With a smile, Weiss gestured to the door. After a mere silence, Ruby takes this as her cue to enter the room.

The room was decorated in a similar fashion to the others in crisp, clean white and hues of blue tint along with the furniture and wallpaper. The bed itself was larger than what she'd usually find herself sleeping on, better than a couch for sure, as for the general space of the room was big enough to live in alone. As she began to adjust to the room her host and the family butler went on their way to allow their guest some time to in her new room. The small suitcase she carried fit all her belongings and space for more, though her just being left to her own self in the unfamiliar room made her feel small. The fleeting thought of having nothing compared to such luxury had quickly crossed her mind.

Ruby kept optimistic though, scanning the room another time and letting her gaze fall onto the desk near the wall. It took her a second to process she had a desk she could comfortably work on without straining her back on the floor like she had been doing for months. Her smile grew bright as she lazily tossed aside the contents of her suitcase to settle on an inch thick folder of papers. Placing it neatly on the table she searched for her pencil case which, although miniature, contained everything she needed. The mechanic enthusiast let its contents fall to the table; Two pencils sharpened as if they were new, an eraser that was well worn, a sharpener which had clearly been worn and used more often than a typical hand-writer would and a ruler covered in lead that sunk into its wood. Her excitement built up further as she opened the folder and threaded through the contents, each page a sketched design of some sort with intricate detail and thorough footnotes. When she neared the end she pouted, realising she only had a few clean papers left.

Quickly forgetting the issue she plucked a clean sheet and tossed the folder to the ground, the designs threatening to escape from the carefree nature the girl presented. Once sure her precious designs were okay the girl tapped her chin a few times before lightly scribbling simple outlines. Her focus grew the more her projection came to life, the ruler skidding across the page for each line and measurement. Admittedly her calculations of conversions weren't quick, math wasn't her strong suit, ironically, and she had started to use the metric system for the convenience of it. She couldn't help but wonder why Atlas continued to use the imperial system despite having great advancements in technology.

Nevertheless, she continued in her complex diagrams that simultaneously gave the messily neat impression. She kept perfecting the sketch, and when all had seemed complete she labelled the sheet as a draft, tossed it aside and started again with a better understanding of her end goal than before. She continued on and on, losing track of time and her basic needs turned to the back of her head.

( )

Knocks on the door had distracted her as she finished her fourth basic sketch to notice the darkness surrounding her and wondered how she was able to even see her designs, having completely absorbed herself in her sketching. The knocks repeated themselves which made Ruby rush to the door, tripping over one of the drafts. She was greeted with a familiar distant gaze. "Oh good, you're awake. I was wondering if you'd like some dinner?" The heiress tilted her head to the side with a pleasant, yet small smile. Ruby hummed in approval, nodding as she steps out the room and closed the door behind her.

Naturally, Weiss had raised her hand to latch onto the other's elbow, and after some silent understanding, Ruby bent her arm for her. As they began walking off Weiss decided to spark a conversation, out of character for herself and knowing the response won't be straight forward, "So what were you doing in there?" As she expected, there were no words exchanged, however, the increase of energy and the slight laugh through pressed teeth implied her being secretive. They left it at that, Ruby continuing her skip with Weiss trailing next to her attempting to keep up with her pace while directing her towards the dining room.

The two sat across from each other with more distance between them than the suburban girl was used to when eating meals, though her focus was averted at the sight of the rich cuisine carried to them by an unfamiliar butler. The plate was of larger size with a presentation of several pieces of seafood that seem much too extravagant for the girl of childish nature. She prodded at the shell topping the dish with her fork, tilting and turning it for a good look at her menu for the night. When she eyed her host's food she noticed the lack of added decor for her plate, a simpler platter to which she presumed was for convenience around her disability.

Feeling her hunger from hours of sketching she dug right in with an added etiquette she struggled to maintain for the purpose of being a guest, finding the food to be of higher quality than the cup noodles she ate the night before. Compared to rushed, simple food, it had been a major upgrade. It was clear that a professional was behind the dish and every ingredient was treated with care. There wasn't much to say so they ate in silence, Ruby finding every bite interesting as if she had forgotten what her last was like.

As they were making their way back to their rooms the heiress wanted to ask her guest many questions out of courtesy, but mainly because she felt lonely in the manor. She had a friend, or at least an acquaintance with her, the only downside being that she couldn't talk as much as she did. Deciding that it'd be best for her mental health, as Blake would worry, she wanted to get to know the girl. They would have to get past the disabled barrier but they were sure they could manage with dictation. The two agreed to try and form a friendship, Ruby ecstatic as can be. When it can for the two to separate Weiss reminded of the control panel near the desk if she needed any assistance. Her guest entered the room surprising her with a soft, "Okay" before slowly closing the door. It took a second to process the voice from being accustomed to never hearing it, but a smile grew at the gesture even if it seemed to be a normal thing she did.

The childish personality within herself was intimidated by the scenery surrounding her. Everything was big, even the bathroom as she showered for the night. Granted, not big enough for something such as a jacuzzi, but there were the essentials in enlarged form, or that is what it felt like at the very least. She stared at herself in the mirror dressed in only her underwear as the towel was wrapped over her shoulder, draped in front of her, and she practised many different gestures and actions, something she commonly did to learn how to silently communicate with others. She leaned forward frowning at herself and took a breath before backing away taking another deep breath.

Waving her hand to herself a greeting left her mouth followed by a few more words along the lines of, "Hello, how are you?" She internally celebrated the attempt, though she had said the phrase many times to herself before. Next was her challenge yet to come. Enthusiastically thumbing to her chest she began, "I'm..." Forgetting her name for a second she repeated the action. "I'm Ru-." The name stuck to the back of her throat making it hard to swallow as she frowned at the unsuccessful attempt. She shook her head and brought her smile back to life, "I'm..." Flinching at the sudden pause she sighed deeming her efforts useless. She couldn't even talk to herself in a mirror all by herself.

After her attention drew thin of the session she dressed and threw herself back onto the desk before remembering the number of papers she had left. She contemplated the panel as Weiss had mentioned to her for a minute, not wanting to disturb the butler. Looking over the booklet that guided her on the uses it had she pressed a button and immediately worried for it to be the wrong button. She waited for a short while as she looked over her most recent draft, identifying the flaws and processing a new and improved design once again.

The trance of her sketching was interrupted by knocks from beyond her bedroom door reminding her of her requested assistance from earlier. She opened the door to see the family butler still dressed in his usual attire with a cheery smile. "Hello, Miss Rose. What can I do for you?" She returned the smile with one of her own, bouncing to her bag for a small notebook with a pen attached by string before making her way back to the door. She quickly scribbled something into the pages asking for extra papers of a certain size similar to what she worked with. With a nod, Klein replies, "I'll do what I can."

With that concern out of the way, Ruby makes her way back to the desk, taking her seat and glancing over the design in front of her when she knew what to do next. Like before she tossed it aside and grabbed for a clean sheet, of which there was only one left. Without a second thought, she began scratching her pencil into the page, ruler gliding along the desk as time went on.

( )

While the two sisters had settled into their new homes for the time being they were able to learn more about the city they live in and what it had to offer, idealising for their futures. As discussed between themselves, Yang wanted to move elsewhere for the more active customers willing to train at her intensity. Ruby planned to move to a rural area while still being close to Atlas for its technology and availability. Though their lives hadn't blended into the homes of the business savvy women completely yet, the change had been very much a positive experience for all parties thus far.

"Hey sis, how's it yang'in over there?" The little sister of the two rolled her eyes at the pun mentally wanting to shoot herself in the head. After giving a death glare she smiled into the screen and lifted a thumbs up to her sister. "Can't believe it's almost been a month, hey." Ruby nodded leaning her chin against her palm. "And in two weeks I get to meet the Belladonna's again. D'you think they will remember me?" The fireball partially turns her friend in the kitchen making tea for the two of them.

From off-screen Blake's voice can be heard. "They probably do. You were so young and enthusiastic for a good time. Father also adored you." Yang crossed her arms in triumph. "Although in not sure they appreciated your drunk flirting with me."

She scoffed in response. "You love me." Before Yang had another chance to say anything she let out an excited gasp and motioned that she'd be back. "Ooh, I recognise that look in your eyes, sis."

Ruby hopped off the bed to the desk and grabbed her latest design of the device she sketched. Rushing back she laid it in front of her tablet as she mounted back onto the bed and held three fingers up. "What? Only three guesses? What if you have a complex design, or I can't read your handwriting through the screen?" Yang's complaint earned her a tilted smirk from her sister. "You're mean."

"What's this?" Blake walked behind her old friend taking a seat on the couch behind Yang who was sitting on the floor to be at face level to the laptop. "This is yours, by the way." Having two cups in her hand she passed one to her friend.

Yang turned to collect her tea and reached for a coaster before placing it onto the glass coffee table, grabbing another and handing it to the faunus. "Ruby has made a new design for something she wants to make. She's only giving me three tries to guess what it is. This is unethical."

Blake coos thought. "Can I have a guess as well?" Ruby nods.

Her sister laughs in a cocky tone. "Perfect, we have more of a chance of guessing what your design."

Almost in sync Ruby signed and Blake spoke, "My guesses are my own, not yours." Blake didn't understand sign language completely, though judging from Yang's tantrum they were on the same wavelength. Yang pouted mimicking offence to the situation. The little sister and faunus rolled their eyes, this time in perfect sync further adding insult to injury.

Ruby's face lit up as she decided now was a good time to reveal the design. She scooted to the side and held it up for the camera to get a good shot of the sketch, Yang quickly recovered from the team attack and analysed what it was her sister had created with Blake leaning closer, using her old friend's shoulders as armrests for a better view, resting her chin atop Yang's head. Ruby raised an eyebrow at the scene knowing that not many people were even allowed to touch her sister's hair, let alone rest on her roots and subtly play with the ends that draped over the blonde's shoulders.

Yang took no notice of her sister's expression or the oddly inviting presence behind her and instead focused on the screen. "Looks like that there is the handle." She pointed to the upper part of the main sketch that was similar to the grip of any handheld weapon. "Maybe some sort of weapon?"

Blake pointed towards the lower sketch. "Are those sensors at the tip?" They analysed that sketch in particular as the notice lines projecting the direction of the sensors. "Why would you need sensors on a weapon?"

Yang scratched the back of her neck pondering over the crucial questions she would ask herself whenever the sisters played this guessing game. "More importantly, though, what kind of a weapon is it?" The two of them glance to the top corner of the page and both let out a gasp of realisation. The sketch in question showed the supposed weapon with the cover over the pointed rod retracted to the base above the hilt. "Is that a rapier?"

The faunus leaned back humming as Yang deflated from underneath her that Ruby took notice of but decided to leave the reaction to herself. "Is this possibly for Weiss?" She tensed at the question, glancing to the side with an embarrassed expression as she lowered her head. She eventually nodded. "So it's a walking stick, that turns to a rapier?" That earned another nod, though it took a second for the mechanic to let her embarrassment wash away for her to show a cheery smile clapping at their efforts.

"Then sensors help her detect her surroundings, huh." Yang leaned back against Blake's legs, holding her cup and taking a sip. "Pretty cool, sis." She pumped her chest at the compliment.

"Unfortunately, she wouldn't use it." The sisters grew confused. Yang tilted her head up to see her face but held back a smirk after realising how weird the faunus' face looked upside-down. "She's already been offered something like that and she's complained about the thought of using it constantly to me." She turned her gaze to the window, squinting. "At this rate, I don't even think she's trying to get her life back together." She mentioned under her breath. Yang huffed at what she said, but her sister had no clue what she said. Too soft for the laptop to pick up. Blake sighed, "In any case, Weiss probably won't use that." Ruby pouted. As much as she wanted the heiress to use her device, she also couldn't force her to use it if she didn't want to use the one made by high-end Atlas mechanics.

Yang watched her sister struggle through conflicting feelings knowing she only had the best at heart. "Do you know what she would use if it helped?"

Blake pondered the question for a second. "I'm not sure. She's only really had the help of Klein, and who else is around to help, I'd guess."

"What does she spend her time doing?"

The question made the faunus think of the few times they did spend together after her returning to Atlas. "I think she just... sits around? Thinking, maybe. I'm not really sure of what though." The tablet on the other end of the call fell to black. It hadn't ended, but the two friends couldn't see anything from the tablet most likely fallen face to the bed.

There was rustling on the other side that was barely audible. "Ruby? What are you doing?" A miracle! She thought when the tablet flipped to show the pale ceiling. Her younger sister began tapping at the screen, forehead barely in view for the two to see.

'im getting her'

Her sister gave approval to the idea as Blake gestured to wanted her tea which Yang leaned to get for her. The interaction made Ruby raise her eyebrow once again.

'have you two ever considered getting a room?'

"Hey!" There was giggling on the other side the faded out as the girl ran out the room. "You brat!" She rolled her eyes at the sound of the door closing on the other side of the call. "Does she just ship me with anyone I stand next to? I swear this always happens whenever I'm with someone."

Blake snickered at a realisation which earned a glare from her friend, challenging her to tell her. "I don't want to be on her side or whatever since I'm also a victim of her judgements, but-" Yang took a sip of her cup, too curious of the faunus' thoughts. Bad move. "I don't think we need any consideration to 'get a room'." At first, Yang tilted her head, confused by what she meant until her mind fully processed the statement causing her to choke on her tea that she decided to try and swallow moments before the meaning hit her. Through hacking the drink out her throat but not out her mouth she heard Blake laughing hysterically at this whole situation.

When Yang finally gained her composure she spat, "You have got to be joking me." The faunus just continued laughing. "Fine. Tonight I'll just sleep on the couch."

Her friend pouted, forcing an offended tone. "What? Don't you like my bed?" The smirk on her face grew as Yang scrunched her face. "I thought you enjoyed sleeping with me."

"Ugh, now that sounds weird to me."

"Aren't you the one who's supposed to be flirting my ass off?" Yang rolled her eyes at the thought.

"You're enjoying yourself too much."

( )

Ruby walked the halls of the manor hoping that she hadn't lost her way already. They met at her room multiple times so finding the room wouldn't be impossible. Task would be a better term to put it. She found her way to her room, or rather a room that she hoped was the heiress'. Knocking on the door with the pattern they agreed to signal it was Ruby for Weiss' sake she was granted entry. Inside sat Weiss sat in a chair. That was all she had been doing. Once inside she was greeted by the distant gaze and a small smile that had no emotion attached to it, at least at a first glance it didn't. "Hello, Ruby. Did you need anything?"

It hit her at that moment that she probably should have just brought her tablet here. She fished her pockets for her scroll to use the dictation feature. Drat, left that on the desk. A sigh escaped her lips as she trailed closer to Weiss. "Did you leave your scroll in your room?" The girl hummed approvingly. She may be blind, but she is really perceptive.

The rose petal didn't want to leave to come back with the tablet just yet. Something didn't feel right about it, as if it'd be a breach of peace that Yang was prone to breaking whether she tried or not. She stretched and resulted to just being near the heiress for the time being as she had always thought was the best for her being blind and unaware. It seemed to work, though it may have been wishful thinking. She didn't fully understand Weiss' emotions yet she wanted to try.

It'd be useless of Ruby to appear and merely sit by without doing much else. She had to think of an alternative quickly. Weiss' hair. She wore it down today, a little messy from not being able to tell where the mess was. The girl giggled as she bounced towards the heiress and began fiddling with it making Weiss flinch. She was tempted to lash out at Ruby for the behaviour but simply hearing the whimper behind her convinced her against it. "Oh, um. Sorry about that." She took a deep breath as if it would clear the lump in her throat. She had many questions that she wanted to ask the girl, though she knew she wouldn't get an answer. Not one that she could comprehend all too well anyways. "I'm not really... used to people just..."

Ruby pouted as audibly as possible. She made sure that all her emotions and thoughts were vocalised in one way or another whether others could understand or not. Weiss took a deep breath to recalibrate her mindset. No more negative, Ruby is here. "Hey, Ruby." She waited for her hum to know she was listening. Or to make sure she was still there. "You can do the... um... hair thing."

The girl's mood changed as her footsteps followed her to the bathroom before coming out once again. She made her way back to Weiss and began by parting her hair save the bangs and used the comb to brush it out until there were= no knots left. The heiress fished her pockets for her scroll and decided to take this opportunity to figure out a way of communication with the mute girl behind her. Most of their time spent together if they ever did away from the dinner table, Ruby had simply just kept her coming reacting to whatever she felt like saying. Weiss herself wasn't the talkative type to people she wasn't particularly familiar with, however, she made herself find small talk to liven the silence.

"Ruby." She earned a hum. "What's the best way for you to talk to me?" The girl raised an eyebrow with a smile at the question knowing that it was literally impossible. They both realised that her typing into a scroll and letting it dictate to Weiss was their best bet for communication early on, though it wouldn't work since Ruby's mind ran a million miles per hour. She looked over the heiress' shoulder at the scroll in her hand.

"Ah." She leaned around her to grab the scroll, lightly brushing her hand against Weiss'. She tapped on the screen and pressed dictate as she single-handedly was making sure all her hair had been brushed out. "Since I can't talk it would better if I were to express what I want to say. To do that with you... blind, would mean me having to be affectionate with you which I know you aren't really fond of." She placed the scroll back into her hand and brushed the part to the back of her head so the part was no longer there.

"I think it should be... fine." Ruby's eyes widened as she sectioned her hair into 3 parts. "I mean, how do I put this. Sure, I hate affection, specifically from my family. But maybe if it's from you, it may be... fine." She pondered over her words for a bit. She couldn't ignore the uncertainty that was woven into her words, however, she made the point that she would try. That was enough for her to continue trying to learn and help her host. She finished Weiss' hair and hugged her from behind which the heiress read as her being thankful. There wasn't much to say as the embrace was brief but both of them hoped that this would spark a connection between the two.