A/N: Hello Ladies and Gentlemen...here i bring you the second trailer for The Adventures of Team SWAN. The Last Chapter was introducing Sora Kai and his friend Argo, who goes by the Rat. We got to see a bit of his personality..yes he's a thief and yes he's a street rat. He'll be stealing several other things, probably in the next few chapters but in the Fire Trailer, you'll be introduced to Whitney Azar and her best friend Lunastasia Schwarz, trust me, both of these girls will be important. and for the boys, a bit of fan service is in this episode, if you count nudity as fan service that is. Sora will make an appearance toward the end of this chapter, and in the Wind Trailer, I will explain why he's wearing what he's wearing without spoiling too much of the main plot. As for now though, read on, and don't forget to review.
As a Reference, Sora's Theme Songs will be Crown the Empire Machines and Memphis May Fire No Ordinary Love. if you haven't listened to either, i recommend you do..their both excellent songs. And do check out some covers of them, some fans have done some kick ass covers with bad ass screams in them, guarantee you'll love them...
Enough of the rambling...the Fire Trailer...commences!
The Adventures of
Team S.W.A.N.
Fire Trailer
In the other gardens
And all up the vale,
From the autumn bonfires
See the smoke trail!
Pleasant summer over
And all the summer flowers,
The red fire blazes,
The gray smoke towers.
Sing a song of seasons!
Something bright in all!
Flowers in the summer,
Fires in the fall! - Robert Louis Stevenson
It was another boring day for Whitney Azar, the same schedule applied to her ever since she graduated from Sanctum Academy. It was summer vacation, and she had yet to receive her acceptance letter from Beacon Academy. She was sure she met the right qualifications...sure she wasn't a model student, but she passed with A's and B's, and that's something most couldn't do. Well, with competition from Pyrrha Nikos, a former student of the academy, who would be able to pass with the highest grades? But she tried, and she passed and that's all she cared about. So why was she so bored might you ask? Well, perhaps it was because her best friend was the laziest person on the planet. She had met her friend Lunastasia when they were five years old, and that's when she realized that her black haired friend was different than other little girls, for one, she liked sleeping, a lot. Second, she always had a Yo-Yo on her person, so much so that it had become her weapon of choice, and she was good with it, when she was awake of course. Some how, while being completely groggy or even half asleep, she would still kick ass. As it turned out, her Semblance doubled her power when she was in a pinch. She could direct and redirect Gravity in any way shape or form, something that helped her Yo-Yo play immensely. But it was also a tiring Semblance to have, so she had to recharge her batteries. Thing was, even with them fully charged, she would sleep.
Whitney sat up, running her fingers through her hair. It was her pride and joy, long and silky white. She usually tied it into two long ponytails, the right one being bright orange at the tip and the left one being bright blue at the tip. It was supposed to represent the three stages of fire. Orange and blue, the flames typically seen, and then he hottest kind of flame, white flame. Since her natural hair color was white, she felt that it fit her character a lot. She stood up from her bed, glancing at the clock on her beside table, it was currently 9 in the morning. She walked into her bathroom, not bothering to turn on the lights as the sun was streaming into the room. She looked at herself in the mirror, soft pale skin and deep brown eyes. She wondered why it was that she had brown eyes but didn't question it. She grabbed her tooth brush, spreading some mint green paste on it. Before she stuck it in her mouth, she opened the room door and stuck her head out into her bedroom.
"Luna..you better be up by the time I get out of the shower, or I will light your ass on fire this time." she said. A groan could be heard from the room. Satisfied she turned back to the sink and turned the tap on.
After making sure her teeth were as white as they could be, she took her night clothes off and tossed them down the laundry chute. She stepped into the tub and turned the shower own, shivering a bit from he sudden cold spray.
"Hmm, maybe I can do something interesting today. Since I still haven't gotten my acceptance letter, I can go out and buy some stuff I might need. Still can't believe Luna got accepted though, with how lazy she is. That Headmaster must see something I don't." she thought to herself. She poured some strawberry scented shampoo into her hand, she took a small whiff of it before lathering it into her hair. It was her favorite scent, ever since her mother bought her the wrong kind several years back.
She started humming a song as she washed her hair, one that her mother sung to her and Luna when they were growing up. The black haired girl spent more time with her than with her own family. Something about it being quieter there than at her own house? She didn't know, but when she was awake, she was surfing the net for spare Yo-Yo parts, or for competitions to enter. They had already made plans for when they went to Beacon, to start a team together..it would be awesome to have your best friend as a partner. She turned around, letting the warm spray wash the suds from her hair. It didn't take her much longer to finish her shower. She walked into her bedroom with a white towel tightly wrapped around her petite body, and a black one wrapped around her hair. Even though she was Seventeen now, she was still shorter than most girls her age. She was Five foot Four, and had a B cup bust, while Luna was Five Foot Eight and had a C cup, nearly a D cup bust. That was another thing she was jealous about, her best friend having a bigger rack than her. But, at least she still had the bigger butt. She looked around her room, noticing the curtains were still drawn. The mound on top of her bed meant her friend had decided not to wake up. Whitney walked over to the bedside and pulled the covers off the sleeping girl.
Luna was hugging one of the pillows, drooling on it as she slept. She was wearing nothing more than a pair of black short shorts, no different than the ones she normally wore, and her black bra. Her hair was a mess, as usual. She was also wearing a diamond anklet, which had been a gift from Whitney the year the went to started at Sanctum. They had been Thirteen at that time, now they were Seventeen year old girls, fresh out of training school and ready to enter the world of Hunters and Huntresses..if only the older girl would wake up when she was asked. Whitney snapped her fingers, and ignited her hand. Her Semblance gave her the unique use of Fire. She was able to make it, control it and absorb it, even eat it if she had to. Far as she knew, she was the only one capable of controlling an element like this. She held her hand near the girls rump, making sure not to burn her. Luna stopped drooling, and a goofy grin appeared on her face, almost as if she were enjoying the heat near her sacred area.
"Damn Luna, have you no shame?" Whitney thought to herself. She decided to crank up the heat a bit, making some smoke start to rise from flame. A few seconds later, Luna's eyes snapped open and she let out a scream before dashing to the bathroom. Whitney broke into a fit of laughter, watching her friend trying to put out the fire by ducking her ass in the toilet. The black haired girl appeared at the doorway, arms crossed. Her legs were covered in water and her shorts were soaked.
"Whit, I swear if you weren't by best friend, I would have tossed a mortar head at you." she said angrily.
"I told you to wake up didn't I? Come on, we have to attack while the day is young." she said. Luna yawned, rubbing her violet eyes.
"I've told you many times I'm nocturnal." she muttered.
"Narcoleptic is a better word." the white haired girl said, sitting down on her bed. She crossed her legs and grabbed the television remote, turning the big screen on.
"I am not narcoleptic. I just have trouble staying up during the day." she said with a yawn. The feeling of heading back to bed was still there, but she didn't want her tush to be broiled that early in the morning.
"Take a cold shower, and make sure to actually wash your hair. I better smell the damn strawberries in it."
"Yeah yeah." she said, brushing the girl off. She reached behind her back, snapping the clasp of her bra and tossing it to the ground. She reached for her shorts, undoing the button, before she pulled both her shorts and her black lacy panties off. Whitney looked up, shaking her head at the sight of her naked friend.
"Jeez, have you no shame? I have a brother you know." she said. Luna smirked, placing an arm under her breasts.
"Then he'll have the pleasure of seeing his hot little sister and her best friend in their birthday suits. That'll make him all hot and bothered." she said. Whitney threw a pillow at her, hitting her in the face.
"Take a shower now before I bathe your ass myself." she said. Luna rolled her eyes and stepped into the tub, turning on the water. Whitney decided to put on the morning news, to see if there was anything going on about the Vytal Tournament, which had yet to happen for some reason or another. Usually, they'd have it every year, around April, but now it was August and it had yet to happen. She stood up and whipped off the towel, tossing it to the floor. She grabbed a pair of white panties and put them on, followed by one of her lacy bras. She still didn't know why Luna had insisted in getting lacy underwear. She grabbed a spaghetti strap shirt, and a black skirt with a golden hem. She put the skirt on first, pressing down the sides to get the wrinkles out. She put on the shirt right after. It had vertical black lines, and black straps that mixed well with the white ones from her bra. Usually, she'd put on her black and purple cloak, but it was such a nice day. The day after a rainstorm was always a good one. She put on her long white stockings, followed by her boots. They were a silver color, with black soles and thick five inch heels. She grabbed her leg braces and started putting them on, even though she wasn't going to be doing any fighting, she liked to at least keep her legs protected. She was an apt fighter, and a great user of a Bow Sword, but she was also good with hand to hand. After she was done putting on her leg braces and plates, she grabbed her hair brush and started brushing her long hair. She started humming a song, until a news bulletin caught her attention.
"This just in, the earlier reports about the theft at the Von Thanh Museum of Relics and Gems has been confirmed. Late last night, a masked man managed to break into the Museum undetected. After he was inside, he planned a very calculated course through the museum until he found his way to the gem exhibit, where the Golden Beryl was on display. The Golden Beryl is a special Gem stone, one of Ten stones that are rarely ever found on the planet. Its a gemstone infused with a natural deposit of an Elemental Dust, in this case, Lightning Dust. Stones of this quality are only mined once every twenty years. The Family is devastated as it was a priceless edition to their collection. The Perpetrator's identification is still a mystery and no information on his whereabouts have been given, all we know is that he is young, perhaps around his late teenage years, was wearing a blue coat with lots of belts, zippers and buttons, and was also wearing a White Fang mask, even though he stated personally that he had no affliction to the Faunus Rights Group, however that validity of his statement is coming into question. If anyone sees or hears of this man, please contact the number below, a reward of 1,000,000 Lien has been posted for his capture. We now return to our normal programming."
Whitney sat there in shock. How could one person be capable of stealing a Gem stone that valuable. Hell, she'd seen that gem up close herself when she and Luna visited the museum a week prior. The security was so tight in that room, not even a fly could get in, and here was a man possibly her age, breaking into the museum and stealing a precious stone. She shook her head, getting the shock through her system. She grabbed her hair ties and tied her hair into its usual pigtails. She then grabbed her butterfly hair pins and pinned them in front of the ties, so they wouldn't be seen. She looked at her reflection and smiled brightly.
"Perfect, now for make up." she said with a clap.
"Ugh...tell me your not going to smear crap on your face again." Luna said, as she entered the room, once again naked. Whitney rolled her eyes.
"Its not crap, it gives my pale complexion a bit of color." she said, looking back at her friend. Luna put on a clean pair of her usual black lacy panties, along with one of Whitney's white bras. Even though she was a full cup size bigger, she still wore them when she didn't have clean ones. She glanced at the white haired girl, a bored look on her face.
"Listen Whit, you look fine without the make up. Maybe a bit of eye shadow, and some eyeliner to ring out your brown eyes a bit, but not the blush, not the foundation and definitely not the lip stick. You look like a clown with that shit on." Luna said, putting a bit of emphasis on the swear. She grabbed a pair of shorts and slipped them on. She grabbed her black belt and slipped it through the loops, buckling it at the front. Her belt buckle had her personal crest on it, a styled L with an S behind it, which stood for her name, Lunastasia Schwarz. It was round, in the shape of her favorite toy, the Yo-Yo, and had a small metal piece which mimicked a yo-yo string and ring. She grabbed her black vest and slipped it on, not bothering to zip it up at all. On her left breast was a vibrant half moon, which also stood for her name.
"I feel insulted Luna. Sure you don't like make up and look better without it, but I feel different when I use it, I feel better."
"Better about what? Whitney Azar you are a beautiful person with a beautiful personality. You were born without make up, so you don't freaking need it. If its because no boy will ask you out, then its their loss." Luna replied, putting on her black stockings. They were spiked and rimmed with white cloth, each spike had a tiny moon and star on it. She put on her heeled boots, which were a solid black color, with white outlines. The heels were around five inches long, and quite thick. She also had them fitted with special wheels so she could skate around in them, all at the control of her toes, which activated the skate feature. Her stockings also had holes on them, which were used to hold her extra yo-yo's. Of course she also had her fanny pack which held the rest of the ones she'd need, as well as her Black Star Type 54 which she had just in case she was out of yo-yo's.
"Luna..boys have nothing to do with this." she said.
"Yes it does Whit. I know, you've never been in a real relationship, and you must be itching to get in one. Trust me, I was too..remember my girly girl phase?"
"Yes. You just had to have bright colors and cute dresses. It was horrible." Whitney said, fondly remembering the phase her best friend when through.
"Mhmm, and why did I do that?" Luna asked, arms crossed.
"To catch the attention of Martin Prince, the cutest guy in class."
"Exactly. And notice me he did. We started going out, but then the head cheerleader asked him out and he led me on, until I found them making out in the locker rooms. I went home and burned every dress I owned and bought all of my amazing black clothes. I'm a tomboy at heart, but I also like to be attractive. This is the style the suits me, and I wouldn't have found it if it wasn't for that moment. I'm glad I did, else you'd see me wearing a fucking dress, and absolutely detest them." She said firmly, her Amethyst colored eyes sparkling a bit.
"Right. I remember, the bon fire was so big they had to call the fire department to put it out. But this isn't about that, its about my individuality." she said. Luna sighed and rolled her eyes.
"Fine, how about this...we'll try things my way. I'll do your make up for you and we'll see how many guys hit on you. If we reach 10, then you have to let me do your make up for the first semester at Beacon."
"What if I don't get accepted? Then what?"
"Don't say that bullshit. You'll make it, I know you will and if not, I'll grab Ozpin by the balls and won't stop squeezing until he agrees." she said.
"Ow, a little brutal don't ya think Luna?" she asked. Luna shrugged.
"Alright, lets check out the color palette. Ooh, this purple shadow looks nice." she said.
"Purple is your favorite color isn't it?" she asked.
"Second to black. Close your orbs, or else I'll get the dust in them, and trust me, purple eyes don't suit you." she said. Whitney took a deep breath and let her friend work her magic. She sometimes disliked betting things with Luna, but if it had to be done, it had to be done and she couldn't back out. Sometimes she wondered why it was that she was more active during certain things instead of others. She'd bet her bow that she'd fall asleep at the cafe she was planning to stop at. After a few minutes, Luna finally finished.
"Alright, open your eyes and take a look."
Whitney held back the urge to sigh and opened her eyes. They widened a bit when she took the make up into account. She used a faint purple eye shadow to accent her brown eyes, and made the color stand out more by using some eye liner to draw in a small tail at the corners of her eyes. She had to admit, it made her look nice.
"So, do you like it?" she asked. Whitney nodded.
"It looks nice. I'll try it, but less than ten boys and I'll start my make up routine up again."
"Fine. It was the bet after all." she said, yawning a bit. Whitney stood up, shaking her friend.
"Uh uh, you are not falling asleep now you narcoleptic butt munch. Grab your Yo-yo's because we're hitting the town." she said standing up. Luna sighed and nodded, heading over to where she had put her backpack. She dug around it, pulling out her fanny pack. She unzipped it and pulled out her yo-yo rings, as well as her gloves. She slipped them on, followed by the brass rings which she placed on her middle fingers. She drew her gun from her backpack and grabbed a magazine.
"Do you have to bring that with you?" Whitney asked. Luna rose a brow, and slammed the magazine into the handle of her gun, pulling the slide back, before putting the safety on.
"Yes. You never know when danger will strike. Even if we're in the city, Grimm or worse things can show up. I don't leave home without it." she said. She took out a few of her yo-yo heads, placing them in the spaces of her stockings. She placed an orange mortar one first, followed by an Ice one and a Poison one. On right side, she placed a wind one, a water one and a lightning one. Then she grabbed her personal favorite one, the Smoke Yo-yo, which was purple and black. She put the tip of the yo-yo ring into the small metal clasp, and with a click it was securely on. She placed her gun in her fanny pack, and zipped it closed.
"Alright I'm ready. No promises that I won't stay awake though." she said, holding back a yawn. Whitney rolled her eyes and grabbed her purse, slinging it over her shoulder. She grabbed her house keys and shoved them in her purse, along with a few other personal things in case she needed them.
"Lets go. We'll stop at Cafe Soleil for breakfast, Mom gave me a raise on my allowance for passing Sanctum."
"Ugh..that place is so boring." she muttered. She grabbed one of Whitney's hair ties and tied her hair in a side ponytail. She finished the look off by tying a ribbon in her hair, a bright blue one.
"You always find that place boring. Its a cute place, and it has awesome coffee cake..and you love coffee cake." she singsonged. Luna rolled her eyes...she did love coffee cake, not as much as she loved Strawberry filled donuts with Strawberry icing and raspberry sprinkles. Whitney left the room, heading towards the stairs that would lead them outside. Luna grabbed her weapon, a Bow Sword named Starlight Butterfly and walked behind her. Once outside, she handed the weapon to her friend.
"Why'd you bring that?" she asked.
"Idiot, we went to combat school for a reason. We were taught never to be outside weaponless. So take it." she said. Whitney sighed, feeling like an idiot. Even though she wanted to have a day of fun, she needed to be protected just in case. She grabbed her Bow Sword, attaching it to her belt. Luckily, she made all of her arrows out of her aura and dust, so it limited the use of arrows. Once it was secured, she turned to her friend.
"Alright Luna, the day is young and we have tons of things to do. So lets go have some fun." she said with a smile. Luna followed closely behind her, playing with her Yo-yo.
Since they had graduated from Sanctum, they had decided to move to Vale. Whitney's parents didn't have an issue, since Beacon Academy was in the city of Vale. Luna decided to move in with her friend, because her own parents really didn't want to move from Mistral. Sure it had been a tough choice, but Whitney's parents allowed it, which was why they shared a bedroom.
Down Town Vale was the same as always, filled with interesting people. It was quite active today, as everyone was preparing for the Vytal Festival which was happening soon. Hopefully, she'd get her acceptance letter soon. Luna got bored and activated her skates and started zooming around the side walk, doing a few tricks as she moved.
"Do a figure 8." Whitney cried out, earning a smile from the black haired girl. She did a perfect Figure 8, even throwing in a 180 spin, however she ended up crossing the street on accident. A car stopped seconds away from hitting her and beeped the horn loudly, making her stop.
"Jeez, get out of the street you crazy bitch." the man shouted.
"Sorry, my friend didn't know where she was going. It won't happen again." Whitney cried out, appearing by her friends side.
"Screw you both, my insurance would have been through the roof."
"Seriously? All you care about is your car insurance? Fuck you man." Luna cried out.
"Fuck you bitch, hope you get hit by a truck." the man said loudly.
"Lets go Luna. We don't need this right now." she said, pushing her friend across the street. As soon as the man drove off, Luna whipped her Yo-yo at the car as hard as she could. The hair popped off and kept on flying toward the car, with her Semblance she made it go in through the open window.
"What did you do?" she asked.
"I tried an experimental head. I mixed some Azure No.5 with some Brown No.9 and some Verdant No.4"
"Are you crazy? What exactly will that do?" Whitney cried out. Luna smirked and held her hand out, counting down from five. When she reached zero, a loud explosion was heard, and a large cloud of gray smoke could be seen in the distance. Some screams and shouts could be heard, making the raven haired girl smile.
"Lets go, before he figures out it was us."
"Us? There's no us..just you." Whitney said.
"Oh live a little will ya? Come on, I'm dying to get that Coffee cake." she replied, deactivating her skates. Even though she loved zooming around the sidewalks, she didn't want to get hit by a car. Even though her aura would keep her safe from injuries of that magnitude. They reached one of the open Plaza's of Vale, where there were a few markets and stores. It was mostly where bored or lonely people came when they had nothing better to do, so there was a little bit of everything there. Cafe Soleil was also located in this area, so it was a plus.
"Well, where here. I wanted to check out some armor before we head back home, as well as restock on some Dust. I need a few more uncut fire crystals for my dust armlet." Whitney said. Luna nodded.
"I guess I could use a few extra Smoke crystals. I did end up using one of my smoke heads." She said, a bored look on her face. Two guys passed by them, wolf whistling as they passed.
"Damn girl, you look cute. You can cut me up any time." one of them said, looking at Whitney, who blushed a bit.
"You too moon girl, your real fine."
"Get lost, I don't have time for swine like you." Luna said, glaring at the too boys, who just chuckled and walked off.
"That was rude." Whitney said.
"Hey, that's two down. Eight more to go." she said, walking toward the Dust store. Dust'n'Armor was the one they went too. There were two more in the city of Vale, but this one didn't get robbed so often.
"Shouldn't get stop at the cafe first? I'm a little hungry." Whitney said. Luna sighed and changed her direction, heading toward the Cafe. She opened the door, holding it open for her friend.
Cafe Soleil was just as it sounded, warm and sunfilled. The walls were bright orange, and it had a french feel to it. The tables were round, and the booths were made of oak with soft leather seats, orange of course. The tiles were white and orange, with little smiling suns on them. There were a few balloons tied to the line dividers, promoting their Early Autumn specials. Luna really didn't like the bright colors, but Whitney being the fiery girl she was, thoroughly enjoyed coming to the little cafe, so she'd grit her teeth and bare it. Besides, their coffee cake wasn't bad, if only they had her favorite donuts.
"Luna, if you want to sit down you can. I'll just get everything."
"That's fine." Luna said, a smile on her face. Maybe she could sleep a bit while her friend got them their drinks.
"Alright, Pumpkin Latte with a double shot of expresso, a slice of coffee cake and an oatmeal cookie for you, I'll take the Vanilla Bean coffee with a glazed donut." she said.
"Sounds cool...I'll be over there." she said, heading to the booth in the very back. It was the darkest part of the cafe, and she was sure she could catch at least ten minutes of sleep, considering the line. Whitney got in line, pulling out her wallet which was attached to her keys. As she was getting in line though, she bumped into someone who ended up dropping their coffee. The person was a bit taller than her, and was wearing a white cloak, the inside of it being bright red. It had a rose emblem on the back of it. The person was wearing a blue tee shirt underneath it, with black pants and boots. He had two blue and white pistols attached to his hips. She wasn't good with guns, but from what she knew, they were Beretta M9a3's. The rail at the bottom had what looked like a folded blade, and it seemed as if they joined together to form something else. She could tell he was wearing some sort of gauntlets, which were white on top and blue on the bottom, she noticed some sort of arrow head attached to the side of it. He seemed a little disappointed, seeing the drink spilled all over the floor.
"I'm so sorry." she said. He shook his head.
"It was my fault miss. I wasn't paying attention to where I was walking. This cloak sort of blocks my peripheral." he said with a chuckle. He brought his hood down, showing her his face. He was actually pretty handsome, with bright blue eyes and spiky black hair, though the ends of them was dyed bright blue.
"I'll clean it up." she said, heading to the side to grab some napkins. The teen shook his head.
"Its alright, I got it. I don't usually show this off but, I can't pass up impressing a cute girl." he said. He waved his hand over the spill, and the liquid started to move. He formed a smaller orb of water and started to absorb it into the orb. He activated some fire dust, turning the whole thing to steam. He grabbed the discarded cup and tossed it in the trash. To say Whitney was impressed was an understatement.
"You can control water?" she asked. He nodded.
"Yup, I'm an Elemental. I hear Water Semblances are super rare, only one person is born with one every hundred years. I'm glad to be the lucky one, but sometimes it causes more problems then anything." he said, rubbing his neck.
"This is so weird...you won't believe it but..I have a Fire Semblance." she said. His eyes widened.
"What...are you serious?" he asked.
"Of course, check it out." she said, snapping her fingers. Her whole hand became enveloped in fire. The boy's eyes widened, glancing at the dancing flame. He tried to poke it with his finger, but shied back, a bit nervous. She rolled her eyes.
"Touch it. I can control the heat of the flames so it won't burn you." she said. He nodded and held his hand over the flame. True to her word, the flame didn't burn.
"Wow...I just...running into another elemental is so rare. Maybe we were destined to meet." he said.
"Perhaps."
"Yo, Whit what's taking you so long? I'm hungry and I can't sleep if I don't have something to eat." Luna said, appearing next to her friend. Whitney sighed.
"Jeez, In a minute. You can wait a bit more, this is good considering you always fall asleep here." she said, extinguishing the flame.
"Whatever...who's the boy? New date?" she asked curiously. The teen swallowed hard, glancing at Luna, almost memorized by what he was seeing.
"Oh...this is..I'm sorry whats your name again?" Whitney asked. The boy tore his eyes away from the black haired Yo-yo lover and looked at Whitney.
"Huh? My name...its Sora...Sora Kai a pleasure to meet you miss?"
"Whitney Azar. This is my friend Lunastasia Schwarz..I call her Luna for short." she said.
"Nice to meet you dude." Luna said, holding her hand out. Sora grabbed it, but instead of shaking it, he placed a kiss atop it.
"Its my pleasure to meet you Lunastasia. Please call me Sora." he said, a light blush on his face. Luna was taken aback by this action but just brushed it off.
"Yo Sora, stop bothering those girls and hurry up. We have to go." a new voice said, this one belonged to a cute Rat Faunus that was waiting by the door. She was holding two coffees in her hand. Sora shook his head.
"Sorry, that's my friend Argo. She tends to be a bit impatient, I'll see you around Whitney, Luna..it was nice meeting both of you." he said, bowing respectfully. He walked off, catching up with his friend who handed him a coffee cup, calling him an idiot for dropping his own and that he owed her. Whitney smiled a bit.
"Wow Luna. I didn't know you were attracting cute boys to your side." she said with a smirk.
"Pfft, please..I've seen that boy around here before. I know for a fact he's a street rat. He's probably doing that to charm me into being his girlfriend so he can bring something new back to his friends. I don't like his type."
"Oh don't say those things. He seemed very sweet."
"Looks can be deceiving. Can we get our shit now? Please?" she asked.
"Fine, come on." Whitney said, pulling her friend towards the now empty line. She smiled, knowing the day ahead of her was going to be better than she thought it would be.