POV Drake
"Where's my Blakey? I'm bored." The blonde stated, dangling from her bunk upside down.
"I do admit that it is rather unusual for her to be out this late, what about your sister?" Weiss replied, looking up from her studying and frowning slightly at the post-it note that had been stuck over the hole in the wall.
"She's doing maintenance with Nora." She was silent for a moment. "Drake?"
"What is it I am supposed to do to entertain you?"
"Nothing much. Since we are going to be on a team for a while I just think it would be a good idea to get to know you a little bit."
Weiss turned in her seat to look at the man on the airbed too. "I agree, it would do some good for all of us, especially Ruby to know how to incorporate you into our routines."
Drake looked thoughtful for a moment before shrugging and sitting on the inside edge of Weiss' bed, not disrupting the covers any more than necessary. "What is it you want to know?"
Yang fell from her bunk and rested on Blake's sheets. "For starters, why do you wear a scarf around your jaw? Even when you woke us up you were wearing a different scarf."
Drake chuckled slightly. "Can't a man have his mysteries?"
Yang looked mildly annoyed at the lack of an actual answer. "Okay, what weapon do you use?"
Drake reached to a bag that was sitting by his bed and pulled out something that looked like an ornate jade green stick with brass patterns of dragons on. It had a barrel that looked like two of Weiss' doubled up and a trigger further down. The second half of it was folded against the side and had two small blades either side of the sick. At the top of the half with the barrels was a large curved blade with delicate patterns engraved into the metal and a circular base. He folded it out and extended it again somehow before standing next to it.
"A spear?" Yang asked. Looking at the object that was only a foot shorter than its wielder.
"A naginata actually. While spears are primarily used for stabbing, naginatas are used for slashing. I have altered this one so I can embed dust into the blade. Also it can do this." He grasped the handle below the two smaller blades and twisted, removing them entirely. "I can use this as a knife on its own but with a button press," The blades folded down and the stick turned slightly, revealing a trigger. "it becomes a gun. Between Lucy and me, I am more of a multiple opponent fighter. To actually use this gun I need only clip it against my belt to load it because if it was always loaded then I wouldn't be able to use the final feature, I can spray dust out of the barrel and ignite it, creating barricades of ice and earth, or stunning opponents with lightning or fire, etc."
"Isn't that dangerous? Spraying dust into the arena, especially with all the currents caused by movement of weapons, you could seriously hurt your fellow combatants or yourself if you don't ignite it soon enough." Weiss asked.
"Don't worry, Lucy can always see it coming, and it ignites as soon as I take my finger off the trigger so no need to worry about that."
"That is cool, no doubt Ruby will be swooning over that as soon as she-" Yang was cut off by a beeping. Drake looked at his scroll and sighed.
"Damn it, I didn't think she would do it so soon."
"Do what?"
Weiss didn't get a response as Drake was already running down the corridor towards the stairwell. Jumping up them three at a time he sprinted towards the place he knew Lucy would pick. Opening the door and looking around he saw her. Eyes ablaze, Blake whimpering on the floor at the sight of him.
Hearing footsteps running down the hall he shut the door and froze it with dust ammo.
"Honey, do you want in on this? How about you strike the final blow?" Lucy said.
Drake stepped forwards which only caused Blake to start rocking and repeatedly say the words 'I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry' over and over again. "Darling, my gorgeous tiger," Blake got louder. "you know we can't do this, not now."
"Of course we can, I think two charges of my mother's dagger would do, maybe three since she was trained under Adam Taurus."
"We spent so much time getting here, we can't throw it all away like this on an impulse, especially when you could wait."
Lucy seemed to get angry at this. "I will be doing Vale a favour, we should be paid for getting rid of this stray."
"The police won't look at it that way, we will be criminals who murdered an innocent girl to them, even with the evidence of who she is."
Lucy looked torn, she knew that he was right but she also saw Blake as an unquestionable evil. One more good point would convince her. Something that benefitted her.
"Darling, if you think about it, letting her go free would be worse than death. She knows who we are, what we've done. She would be forced to live with us, communicate with us on a daily basis. It would be hell."
At this Lucy smiled, she looked down to the girl on the floor. She laid a hand on her shoulder and laughed out loud when she flinched violently. Tilting her head up with her other hand she looked into her red and puffy eyes. Tear tracks ran down her face and she was shaking.
"Fine, this will be fun." Lucy said, walking backwards to stand with Drake. Blake's face had a mixture of fear, surprise, and relief on it.
"Clean yourself up." Was the only thing said before Lucy reached forwards and opened the door, shattering all the ice in one pull.
"Who won?" Lucy said, enthralled in the conversation about the fight that had taken place just a few weeks before.
"We did, obviously." Yang stated.
"Yang, you are aware that you spent the majority of the time in the air, right?" The Schnee questioned.
The blonde spluttered "Only because Nora cheated! Since when is a steel bar food?"
"Since it had a watermelon on the end of it!" The ginger argued. "It wasn't just me who cheated though, Ruby used her semblance!"
"Only because Pyrrha threw soda cans at me!"
It was once the argument had reached volume levels at which it could no longer be understood that Lucy indulged in her new favourite pass-time. She looked over to the bookworm who was sitting as far as physically possible away from her while still being at the table and watched. Blake's eyes slowly appeared over the cover and she flinched. Lucy then grinned as wide as she could and for extra effect she cocked her head to one side, allowing her hair to fall over her face and give her a roguish look. Blake was shaking slightly and Lucy laughed before returning to the conversation.
A bell sounded and the teams started towards Miss Goodwitch's class, a few minutes later and they were sat in their seats with the argument behind them. Miss Goodwitch tapped her tablet and fights began, the last one struck Lucy as rather strange, Pyrrha against the entirety of team CRDL. After that however, there was another fight. Pyrrha against Mercury Black, a man that she knew by face but not name. What he was doing at Beacon was unknown but it could not be good, Lucy put that out of her mind for the rest of the lesson and was about to raise her hand to volunteer for a final match but somebody else did it for her.
"Mister Winchester, you and your team have already fought today. I would much rather you allow somebody else a chance to spar."
"Yes, Goodwitch but as you can see all of our auras are back up to normal and we aren't even tired. I would just like a rematch."
"I am sorry but Miss Nikos has already fought twice today and that is Miss Goodwitch to you."
"It isn't Nikos that I have in mind, I would like to rematch Lucy."