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"I still don't know why we're doing this". Yaron protests with a bag lugged over his shoulder.
Aria huffed at the Grimm Hunter's protest. "Because we're the only available candidates". She argued.
Yaron sighed at the girl's answer. He adjusted the bag as they walked through Vale. The two were sent on a small mission per order of Ash, Yaron didn't get specific's from the Saiyan, but according to him it was important, he sent Aria with him since it would require two people. He gave Yaron the bag that rested on his shoulder, before sending them off.
Yaron's ears, honed after years of Assassin training, picked up the words of the people they passed, and some were by no means pleasant.
"Is that the Grimm Hunter"?
"Yeah, what's he doing with that Faunus"?
"Think they're teammates? A Couple"?
"They were known to live in the wild".
"Yeah, they would be right at home".
Yaron growled, his Mark glowing in his rage, only to be cut off by Aria putting a hand on his shoulder.
"It's fine, I couldn't give two cents about what they think, I learned that years ago". She says with a small frown.
Yaron perked up as a thought came to him. "Now that I think about it, I hardly know anything about your past, you mind shedding some light"? He asks, slightly wary.
Aria sighed, before staring off into nothing.
"My Mother was where I got my Faunus trait from, my Father was a high ranking member of the White Fang, before it turned bad that is". Aria began.
"When the White Fang changed, he left not long after, and they weren't happy about it". She continued, her voice close to breaking.
"They killed him when he was out, they left us alone, but that didn't stop Mom from moving us to Vale, where I grew up and eventually opened my store." Aria mutters, her voice broken.
"Later I got into a disagreement with a customer, another Faunus, little did I know he was with the White Fang, who came back to take me out, and that's when Ash cut in". Aria finishes.
Yaron nodded, remembering his leader's story of the situation in question.
They walked to their destination...a park.
Yaron blinks before checking the note, it was the right destination. He opened the bag, revealing food and another note.
Yaron picked it up and read it, Aria looking over his shoulder.
Dear Yaron and Aria.
I know your confused by the situation, but consider it thanks.
The tournament is coming up, and we don't have long till things heat up, so I got us all some relaxation.
I'm with Ruby at a sweet store.
Ryan went with Weiss, who dragged him along mind you.
George is clubbing with Yang.
And Blake is taking her sweet alone time to read.
And here is your relaxation, have fun.
Signed, Ash.
P.S. I better see all of that food gone, took a while to make it.
Yaron chuckled while Aria went over and checked the food.
"Might as well, we ARE going to be busy when the semester starts". Aria reminds.
Yaron sighed. "Very well". He mutters before sitting down and eating with Aria.
Meanwhile.
A shadowy figure was watching the two converse like old friends, as if they known each other for years. The figure smirked before turning around and walking away, a smile on his face.
And there we go. This has more meaning than you think. It IS about time for their 'semester' to begin, along with a small fragment of insight on Aria's past. Who was the figure? That's for later. R&R This is Oathkeeper0317 signing out.