"Weiss, it won't hurt. It'll be fine."
"Blake Belladonna, I swear, if I feel any sort of discomfort, so help me…"
Weiss and Blake were currently in a tattoo parlor.
The exasperated tattoo artist rolled his eyes and readied his needle on the back of Weiss' shoulder, and in a tired voice he asks her one final time, "So, are you good? Or do you need even more time to mentally prepare?"
Weiss snapped back at him, "Excuse you, I will let you know when I'm ready, thank you very much! Okay, okay, deep breaths Weiss, deep breaths…"
Blake pursed her lips and tried to hold back an oncoming chuckle, "You sure are nervous about this."
"Of course I am! Considering the degree of this operation, this will be considered one of the most incredible acts of rebellion on my repertoire to date! One must be fully prepared to face what danger lies at the end of that needle."
"Okay, slow your roll, you're overreacting a little bit," Blake looked to the tattoo artist and nodded, "Just go ahead. She'll be fine."
"Wh—HEY, WAIT!"
Weiss and Blake have decided to pay a visit to Yang and Ruby in the mess hall after Weiss' tattoo appointment.
Yang sat at the table eating a piece of roast beef while Ruby played her 3DS. Their Sunday afternoon was interrupted by a very proud looking Schnee girl bounding up to them and pulling her bolero off to show off her shoulder, "Feast your eyes!"
Yang continued to eat, though puzzled, "Feast our eyes on what? We've already seen you naked, your shoulder isn't going to do much—OW!"
Weiss lightly kicked Yang in the shin for her remark, but she was so excited about her new tattoo that she let it slide, "No, look closely. Look, see? I'm the first of Team RWBY to get a tattoo. No one can call me Snow Angel anymore!"
Blake covered her eyes in embarrassment for her girlfriend, though she found her boundless pride over her tattoo nevertheless endearing.
Yang and Ruby squinted as they checked the porcelain skin, and they found nothing. Ruby spoke this time, "Weiss, we can't see anything. But you do have a teeny tiny mole here that I've never seen…"
"No, that's my tattoo. Isn't it impressive? I know, I know, you may be jealous, but don't worry. I'm sure either of you will soon work up the courage to withstand the pain as well."
…
…
Yang and Ruby looked at each other, and then to Blake, who was smiling, but she was pretending to check her scroll.
The mess hall was filled with boisterous laughter and subsequent angry yelling after that.
a/n: I feel the oncoming sensation of an AU. A tattoo artist AU.