Golden Thorns Chapter Twenty-four
"So let me get this straight," half an hour later and they were in SOUL's Dorm with Coran leaning over the sink in the en suite bathroom, occasionally spiting a blood clot into the porcelain basin, "you broke my nose because you thought I was laughing at your hair getting wet?!"
"Geez, I said sorry." She replied
"I'm not sure if sorry quite cuts it I'm afraid. First you break my nose, then you send him flying down the corridor, then, when we try to get away from you by hiding in here you all but break down the door!"
"Coran, enough. It was a simple misunderstanding." He heard Jo giggle from the main room.
"Tell that to my face."
"Yeah, and my ribs." Groaned Dev, lying on his side trying to breathe.
"Oh don't be such a baby." The deranged girl muttered.
"Yeah," Jo giggled hysterically from her bed, "you're just sour coz you got beat up by a girl."
"Ha ha. If I'm gonna be your punching bag from now on I might as well know your name." Dev wheezed.
"I'm Yang," she said, cheery as a summer day, "nice to meet you."
"Devlyn…" he replied, face half buried in his pillow.
"Yang Xiao Long of team RWBY, correct?" Coran said, having slid his nose back into place with a wet shunk and a hiss of pain.
"Yeah how did you know?" she asked perkily.
"Oh, I'm a friend of Weiss'" a simple throwaway comment that gave an interesting reaction. A laugh, followed by "Really? I didn't think Weiss had any friends outside RWBY and JNPR." This was rewarded by a small smile from Coran. "Anyway it was nice to meet you guys but I've got to go. Ruby'll be mad if I'm late. Umm… I don't suppose any of you have a hair dryer I could borrow, do you?"
Coran frowned. Surely this girl who cared so much for her hair would have brought a hair dryer to a boarding school. "Sure, thing," said Jo, "Marie will be out of the med bay later but I'm sure she wouldn't mind you borrowing hers."
"Oh I heard about that. How is she?" Yang asked, suddenly serious.
"She'll be okay, thanks for asking." Coran answered.
"Okay. Thanks for letting me borrow this." She said loudly, taking the hair dryer from Jo and waving it around as she marched triumphantly down the hall.
"What a strange girl." He murmured.
"She seemed pretty cool to me." Said Devlyn, who had recovered enough to sit up on his bed.
"Yeah I bet she did." Jo's voice was layered with insinuation.
"And just what do you mean by that!" the Faunus responded, scales flushed, uncharacteristically offended and clearly knowing exactly what she meant.
Laughing quietly, Coran stood and left the room, leaving Jo and Devlyn arguing across their beds. He had a lead to follow up.