She clenched her hands tightly to the railing as she looked out to the ships road ahead. The sky was barely visible as the gloomy ashes of grey consumed the atmosphere. The waves also looked rocky, like the path ahead stumbling and unclear. Blake could only sigh to herself as she stared into the shadowy chasm in the air. The boat was still docked, something about last minute preparations before they could leave. This only made her more edgy. Her mind was still scrambled from the thoughts of the fall of Beacon, her impatience only beginning to make things worse.

"Har har! You're it!" came a sudden child like voice from behind her.

She turned to see two little kids playing on the deck. Her eyes clenched as she she could see the innocent and playful smiles on their faces. She turned around again, her head dropping slightly to observe the sullen, foggy reflection in the ocean below.

"Travelling on your own?"

She bolted to the side and reached for her hilt. Upon realisation she was stood before a smartly dressed man, white shrub covering his face and head, topped with well fitting black and white hat christened with a yellow sigil.

After raising his hands to the air she knew he wasn't a threat. He was the ships Captain.

"Now now, no threat here, just looking to chat." he said.

"..And why is that?" said Blake as she casually lowered her arms to her side, her eyes however still giving off an suspicious look.

The gentle Captain lounged over the side, he looked over back at the girl as he spoke again in his story-telling tone.

"Well...not many people travel by boat on their own. It can be a lonely voyage.." he said looking out to sea. "But I find those that do, tend to have the more...interesting stories."

All of a sudden both of them were startled when they heard a cry of pain from behind.

"Oww..my armmm..!"

They noticed one of the kids had fallen hard on the deck. She saw the little girl run over to the other's side.

"Oh no..does it hwurt?!" she asked, gently rubbing it with her hands.

Blake's eyes opened wider, she felt that bolt like urge inside her but she couldn't move from the spot. Before she could force herself however the kid already got up.

"It's fine. Just a small bwuise" he said smiling at the little girl as they continued running off around the boat.

The Captain noticed the raven haired girl's demeanour had drooped slightly. He watched her turn over to the ocean again, her hands lightly touching the railing.

"Maybe...maybe it's better..for some people to be alone." she said.

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The Faunus had already gotten off when the news made it's way around the whole boat that it wouldn't be leaving just yet. She decided to go spend some time by herself. Away from anything distracting. Making her way past the harbour she noticed a small bench nearby and decided to sit down – just her and her thoughts. Looking at the cafe that was across yonder from her she contemplated picking something up before heading back onto Pride, but her thoughts slipped free when she overhead shallow whispering from nearby.

"Put it...over..don't...watch...what..."

Even with her hearing, it was hard to make out what was being said. She hastily got up and made her way by the wall. Peering around the corner her eyes met with a small transport boat. No name on the side or any decorations. Two figures were placing boxes of all shapes and sizes on it.

She winced her eyes closer and noticed something written on the side of one large wooden container. It wasn't in her best interest to snoop but she couldn't help it. After getting closer she could make out was the one thing that she didn't want to see.

Schnee Dust Company

"Remember this is heading to mistral. So we need to..."

Suddenly the all so clear voices stopped talking. The two figures presented themselves as they could see Blake knelt down nearby, as Blake looked back at them, back at two faunus wearing masks.

It didn't take them a second to grab weapons from nearby and lunged towards the girl.

"Get her!" one shouted.

Blake grabbed her hilt and withdrew her weapon but before she could move they had already closed the gap. Finding her weapon knocked aside by the heavy lunge from the bigger adversaries she cloned herself to avoid the second hit. After rolling towards her weapon it was there she felt it. The excruciating shard of pain in her side – the wound still not fully healed. She clenched tight as she attempted to fire rounds off from her pistol. Every bullet missed them as they cowered under hooded hands and ran back to the boat.

"Forget her, we've got what we need. Let's go! Before the boss gets pissed." they said to one another.

Blake gritted her teeth in anger. She made one last attempt. Releasing the grip of the gun she launched gambol shroud forward but not before wincing again in pain. The lunge just made its way towards the White fang members but not enough to reach them fully, just outside of range – the notion that there was no one grabbing onto the end of her weapon to finish the combo – a certain blonde partner..too much to bare.

She fell to her knees as she watched them get away on the boat. Tears of frustration, tears of pain and tears of pain slowly welling in her amber eyes. She slapped the ground to center herself again and pushed herself up.

When..when will I be free from this..?

Recoiling her weapon back to her hilt she wiped her eyes and made her way back to Pride.

The horse of the sea lay finally ready to embark. Everyone made their way onboard and the ship finally prised itself free from the clutches of the dock. The Captain had made his way around to everybody before going back to the bridge. Eventually he made his way back to the same side of the boat as earlier and sure enough, there was stood the dark haired Faunus, staring out to sea.

"Just a word of warning.." he said to her.

She slightly repositioned her head but didn't make eye contact at all, preferring solace in the depths of the gloomy atmosphere.

"..these trips can be awfully boring." now moving away to the bridge with a happy spring in his stride. If only he knew.

Blake had contemplated her next destination for a while but to her, it felt time. Time to head back home. She clasped her bow in hands after pulling it from her head. Her cat ears tickling under the cool whip of air brushing past.

Won't be needing this

she thought as she tossed it overboard. The bow landing on the ocean as the ship rolled over it. The ship now heading out to sea. The ship heading for Menagerie.