***Authors Note: The rest of team MJTM's first day will be in the next installment! I didn't want to make you lovely people read 4-6 thousand words in one chapter so get by with this and Chapter Eight will be up tomorrow! Thanks a lot, Enjoy!
Chapter Seven: Morning of a New Day
Three muffled gunshots were heard at 6 o'clock am the next morning, giving team RWBY a rude awakening.
"Whaa?" Ruby questioned, trying to rub the sleep out of her eye's.
"Rubyyyy" Yang whined, burying her face in her pillow.
"Go check it out would you?" Weiss asked, rolling away from the door. Blake had shot awake, sitting up silently in her bed.
"It came from next door" Blake whispered, her gaze not leaving the opposite wall.
"I thought no one was in there!" Ruby whispered fearfully, clinging onto her bed sheets.
"Let's go take a look" Blake said, looking at Ruby expectantly at the door.
"Oh no" Ruby muttered in resignation, following Blake into the silent morning hallway.
They crept slowly, Blake's ear's twitching under her bow. They stopped in front of the door, hearing muffled arguing from the inside.
"-the hell was that Marco?!" they heard an angry Jace yell.
"Wha? I thought it was my music player" they heard Marco groggily reply, clearly still not awake.
"It's not an issue, I've been awake for the past five hours" Theo pointed it, to which they heard a heavy sigh, most likely from Jace.
"Whatever, I should probably go on a run anyway" Jace said tiredly, rustling and squeaking coming from the other side. The two teammates could barely contain their giggles as they made their way back to the dorm, Ruby finally letting out a squeal of laughter once the door was closed. The other two girls were awake now, looking at their teammates with tired confusion.
"Wha happened?" Yang questioned yawning and stretching into her bed.
"Ahahahaha-t-the Marco guy m-mistook a p-pistol for a music p-layer" Ruby sputtered out, only to be attacked by another horde of giggles.
"What could you possibly be saying?" Weiss asked, frustrated. Not only was her beauty sleep interrupted but a part of her felt bad for missing such a laugh fest with her teammates. Blake coughed and cleared her throat, a patch of crimson on her cheeks.
"Well, it sounded like Marco grabbed what he thought was his music player which instead was a loaded pistol" Blake explained, Weiss nodding slowly. The more she thought of it, the more stupid it became, hence the funnier it became.
"That's so stupid!" she burst out, a fit of giggles pouring out after it. Yang only laid in bed and smiled at them, her thoughts filled with "Marco the Mysterious", a title of her own creation.
Meanwhile Jace had been good on his word and was jogging down the main avenue. His jog suit consisted of a grey sleeveless hoodie and sweat pants, his left foot making a ting sound through his sneaker every time it hit the stone. The early morning sun gleamed off his bionic arm, the word sin forcefully carved in the metal. On his flesh shoulder was an atlas military logo, a deep scar defacing it almost entirely. Then a tattoo on his rough forearm revealed tiny black tic marks, making what almost looked like a black band around it.
"So, Jace Snider, correct?" a voice asked, Pyrrha jogging up to Jace. Jace didn't speak for a long time, barely even looking at her. Pyrrha took this time to observe him in an attempt on gathering information. One word resonated with her when she looked at him; grey. His arm, his sweats, his aura, and even his semblance. Though she did take note scrawled sin in his arm. Pyrrha herself wore a red tank and work out shorts, green and red sneakers hitting the ground next to Jace's grey and silver one's. They circled around the fountain, heading back towards the school.
"Are you liking your stay here so far?" she asked, Jace's hooded head not turning to acknowledge her.
"Well no one's tried to kill me yet, so that's a plus" Jace said cynically, Pyrrha letting out a laugh.
"I suppose this is a common thing for you?" she asked. Jace took down his hood, revealing a neutral and scarred face. His hair was groomed to Atlas military perfection, a short by slightly styled silvery white sitting atop his head. He looked over to her, his eye zooming in and out.
"Tragically, yes" Jace replied, slowing down before coming to a stop before a bench. He sat down, Pyrrha also slowing and taking a seat next to him. She got a glance of his tattoo's and muscled arm, saving the images in her mind. He took a gulp of bottled water, offering the bottle to Pyrrha. She nodded in thanks, taking a sip before handing it back to him.
"We knew you guys were outside the office, by the way" Jace said offhandedly, not much to Pyrrha's surprise.
"It was an impressive story" Pyrrha offered, Jace smiled ruefully.
"The most impressive things are often hell for those in the middle of it" he said forlornly, his eye looking far beyond Pyrrha or the sunrise.
"What classes do you have?" she asked, Jace handing her his scroll without a word. History year 2 with Oobleck, Grimm Studies year 2with Port, Grimm Engagement with Goodwitch and Advanced Combat Training with Mr. Taylor she read.
"It looks as if we have grimm studies and advanced combat training together, what about the rest of your team?"
"We all have the same classes" Jace replied simply, pocketing his scroll. He got up, putting his hood back on.
"It was a pleasure Nikos" Jace said in farewell, jogging back to the school. This will be a great opportunity to watch what they're capable of she thought, jogging off toward the dorms to inform her team.
"Were you really awake the whole time, Theo?" Marco asked, the four making their way to the dining hall. The school around them was just beginning to stir, running to drop off dirty laundry, take showers, and all grab a quick bite before the start of classes at 9 o'clock.
"Of course, someone had to keep watch" Theo replied, rubbing his glasses with a cloth before placing them back on his face.
"It was nice to sleep in a comfy bed" Mason remarked, Marco laughed.
"Did you even hear the gunshots?" Jace asked. A red raised eyebrow told him about what he expected.
The group entered the dining hall, which was surprisingly empty. They silently grabbed their trays and sat near the end of an empty table. A hearty breakfast was in store; bacon, eggs, sausage and tater tots with an orange and milk.
"How long's it been since we had a decent breakfast?" Marco asked blissfully, immediately digging in to the deliciousness.
"I didn't think my cooking was that bad" Jace muttered, dejectedly stabbing into his sausage. Mason frowned, "I quite like your cooking Jace" he reassured. Jace happily stabbed into a tater tot.
"No matter how much you dress it up breakfast was made for the sole purpose of energy for the morning's ordeals" Theo pointed out, laying a hanker chief on his lap.
"Well I suppose this is pretty good" Jace resigned, taking a long gulp of milk.
Team RWBY on the other hand had barely managed to make it to breakfast, squabbles over the shower and who would deliver the laundry making for a morning of controlled chaos. They immediately spotted Team MJTM towards the back of the hall, eating and exchanging idle chatter.
"Should we go over to them?" Ruby asked, looking for confirmation.
"I don't see why not" Blake said, Yang and Weiss following along. I am so getting his number Yang thought. Weiss composed herself, why am I nervous? Don't be ridiculous, schee, we're just sitting down at a table!
"Oh heya Ruby! Sorry about waking you guys up, silly mistake really" Marco greeted, Ruby and Yang taking a seat next to Marco whilst Weiss and Blake next to Jace. Theo and Mason were stuck on the ends.
"Yes, it's a wonder how you mistook the power button for the safety of my pistol" Jace said darkly, finishing off the last of his egg.
"Do you always wear your hood at the table?" Weiss questioned. It was terribly rude and improper to hide your face during a meal, this she learned growing up in the Schnee family.
"Do you always question people's life choices at the table?" Jace shot back, Weiss narrowed her eye's.
"Well that was rather rude" she huffed, beginning to pick at her food.
"Don't mind him, he's grumpy in the morning's, you're daughter of the Schnee company right?" Marco asked, attempting to make small talk. Jace visibly stiffened, angrily taking his trash with a gloved hand. Weiss watched him go before answering.
"Yes, Weiss Schnee, it's a pleasure to meet you, Marco Polo" she introduced, Marco shook her hand with a grin on his face.
"So which one of you are the leader?" he asked. All heads turned to Ruby, who was eagerly digging in to the filling breakfast.
"Uh-wahds?" she asked, her words distorted by the breakfast of champions. Weiss sniffed in disgust, beginning to cut her sausage into pieces. Theo suddenly let out a tremendous belch, Mason exploded into laughter. Theo dabbed at his mouth with the hanker chief, "Delightful if I do say so myself" he complimented, Blake smiled at the scene. Yang suddenly nabbed Marco's last tater tot, popping It into her mouth with a confident smirk. Marco stared at his tray, his face neutral. Yang's smirk soon faded, noticing he wasn't smiling.
"O-
"That was the last one" Marco said, his voice lacking the friendly tone from before.
"I-
"What's you're name?" he demanded, Yang slowly leaning away from him.
"Yang?" she answered, bracing herself for his wrath. He looked up, the biggest grin on his face.
"Well, Yang, you're the first to have ever done that, you're officially awesome" he praised, Yang nothing but confused but happy about the "awesome".
"I- thanks I guess" she replied, not expecting all her tater tots to be gone when she looked down at her tray.
"Wha-" she whipped around to Marco, who was turned completely away from her.
"Um, Yang, I think he took your tater tots" Mason said, his eye's sparkled with amusement. Yang twisted Marco around, only to witness him swallow them in one gulp. He jumped up like a child, laughing and teasing Yang as she chased him around the hall.
"Never a dull moment with this group" Jace said, placing a milk in front of Weiss's tray.
"You forgot a milk" he stated, Mason and Theo following him towards the exit. Jace grabbed Marco by the jacket, dragging him away. He waved goodbye to team RWBY, a ridiculously happy grin on his face. Yang sat down heavily, panting. With a slight blush Weiss took a sip of her milk.
"That was informative" Blake said sarcastically.
"I didn't even get his frackin' scroll code!" Yang despaired.
"The opportunity will come again" Weiss said simply. Ruby suddenly spit out her milk, narrowly missing a surprised Weiss.
"You du-
"We're late!" she cried, the four immediately rocketed out of the dining hall.