Author's Note - Last day of RWBY Relationship Week, I rolled Blake and Weiss which is one of my personal favorite ships. I thought for a fitting celebration of the return of RvB and Rooster Teeth's anniversary would be a crossover of Rvb and RWBY. This is a rewrite of the training room scene from Season 10 episode 11 "Out of Body". For this story Weiss is Carolina, Blake is York, Yang is North, and Glynda is Phillis the AI. I had a lot of fun writing these short stories this week and I hope you guys had fun reading them. Now I'll get back to my regular writing and hopefully the next chapter of Fighting a Beautiful Death will be in a week or two. Remember Read, Review, Favorite, Follow, and most importantly Enjoy!

The training room doors opened into a large spacious arena area

where the agents could train. No expense was spared aboard the UNSC Mother of Invention anything that could be acquired to better ready the agents of Project Freelancer was acquired and put to use. Carolina walked out onto to the training room floor in her armor ready to train, the white armor with aqua patterning on it stood out against the regulation steel of the rest of the room. When she was standing in the center of the room she shook her arm and cracked her neck before two rows of holographic green targets appeared around her and began to float. She moved into her fighting stance and began attacking the targets, her movements a colored blur as she punched and kicked the targets each one changing from green to red as it was hit.

"Round complete, that was a 2.4% improvement Agent Carolina," A disembodied voice, announced once all the targets had been changed to red and disappeared leaving the Freelancer standing in an empty room. It was the dumb AI aboard the ship that aided the agents in training along with the Director in his experiments and the daily operations of the project.

"Run it again Glynda,"

"Resetting training room floor," the AI announced before the circles reappeared around Carolina, reverted back to green as the simulation started over again.

Up in the viewing stand another agent watched Carolina train, only she knew Carolina by a different name. York sat in a swivel chair with her feet up on a table as she watched Carolina train, only in his thoughts he referred to her by her actual name and not her designation. Late night training again Weiss, Blake thought as she scratched her head, happy to let her hair down and not bundled up in her helmet. Blake was wearing a regular t shirt, property of Grifball and some sweatpants. She let out a yawn as she watched Carolina run through the training exercise again, the agent pushing herself to move faster. She took a sip of her coffee before she felt a slap on her left shoulder, she looked over but all she could see out of that side was vague blurs. Her vision in that eye hadn't been the same since the explosion months ago and she had the scar damage around the eye to prove it.

"She still training at this hour?" North asked, her long golden yellow hair flowing as she looked from York down to Carolina, a datapad in her hand, she was a plain green shirt and sweatpants.

"Yeah, she's been like this ever since we got back from the last mission."

"Are you kidding me? Princess has always been like this, training harder than everyone else." Yang replied, a jesting tone in her voice as she turned to look at the leaderboard. On it was each agents name and their rank against each other, North sat in the middle of the board while York took the third place. Carolina was second

and only Texas was above her and every other agent knew that it burned Carolina to not be the best.

"Well yeah she never knew when to stop and take a break but now? It's like she doesn't know how to stop." York answered, taking another sip of her coffee and swivelling on her chair to examine the leaderboard. "Always training, never stopping. I guess the leaderboard beckons," her tone was concerned, Weiss had a special place in her heart even before they had joined Project Freelancer.

"You know you don't have to watch over her?"

"I could say the same to you about South,"

"That's not really my point or an answer," North replied with a hint of annoyance at York's response.

"So what are you doing awake then?" Blake questioned her fellow agent, taking her eyes but not her mind off of Carolina for a moment. North tapped the side of her head as she answered.

"Theta can't sleep and if Theta can't sleep I can't sleep."

"Ahh yes one of the side effects they fail to mention. It takes some getting used to having someone elses voice in your head doesn't it? Delta is always running probabilities late at night,"

"That seems annoying," North said, walking back over to stand next to York and continue observing Carolina train.

"He says it's fun, did you know statistically you are as likely to be struck by lightning as you are to die in a Pelican crash," York recited one of the statistics her AI fragment had told her, North though about it for a minute before saying anything.

"Really? seems like it would be higher considering our line of work. Seems I'm due for a few lightning bolts." They paused for a minute before laughing at the joke.

Over the sounds of their conversation the sound of the AI announcing the end of another round could be heard.

"That was a 6.3% in efficiency that round Agent Carol-'"

"Run it again Glynda" Carolina called out, interrupting the AI as she set herself up for another round.

"Resetting training room floor for next round," The AI said neutrally before the green circles reappeared, spinning around Carolina. While she started attacking the holographic targets again Blake turned to look at North.

"Is Theta up often?"

"Your wondering if he gets scared a lot," North put Blake's thoughts into words, sitting on the table as they continued to watch Carolina work.

"I guess I am,"

"Well it happens, mainly at night. He likes when I walk the halls, when we were kids my dad would have to drive South around till she fell asleep." Blake noticed that as North talked about her little sister, also a Freelancer agent there was a look of happiness in her purple eyes.

"I wonder if they are all like this, the AI. Jittery, nervous, no that's not the right word," Blake thought about it, taking another sip from her coffee while she did so.

"Anxious" North offered up

"Exactly, it's like Delta is worried something bad is always going to happen. What do they have to worry about?" Blake wondered aloud, standing up from her chair to better watch Weiss down on the training room floor

"Pelican crashes? Lightning strikes?" North jested "Hey maybe they know somethign we don't."

"Why don't you just take Theta out for a night? Get some sleep."

"Yank Theta?" North repeated incredulously "He gets even more scared when I do that."

"I can see why they paired you with him North"

"Yeah so can I,"

"Well he has to face his fear at some point, if they want to be human that's a good place to start trying." Blake repeated, sitting down again in her chair and yawning loudly.

"What can I say...I guess somethings are harder to face than others,"

"Yeah, I know that" Blake agreed, her eyes never leaving Weiss down on the training room floor "Well night North"

"Don't stay up too late, you need your rest too," North setting, patting Blake on the shoulder before heading for the door. Blake picked up her coffee mug and put her feet up again, resuming her vigil over Weiss.

"Round complete"

"Run it again" Weiss called, not even waiting to hear the percentage that the AI would announce. The green circles reappeared and started to spin even as Glynda tried to finish.

"That last round showed a 3.6% increas-"

"Just run it again!" Weiss yelled at the computer program.

"Resetting training room floor for next round" Glynda called out before Weiss started to attack the targets. She quickly took them down but didn't even wait before setting herself up again.

"Round complete"

"Run it again"

Resetting training room floor for next round," the AI announced before Weiss started over again, attacking the same targets as fast as she could putting all her force into each punch and kick. Blake looked down at the girl who she cared for more than anyone but didn't know how to express her feelings for with a sense of concern. Why do you do this to yourself Weiss?

"I think we could all use some rest," Blake said to nobody in particular as Weiss went for another of them settled in for a long night just involving different things, I worry about what Project Freelancer is doing to us Blake thought as she watched her love push herself harder and harder, all just for a higher spot on the leaderboard.