Entropy
Siegfried II
Disclaimer: I own nothing of RWBY, and I regretfully am not gathering any sort of monetary compensation for this work. Both of those rights belong to Rooster Teeth.
Ruby moaned softly, mournfully feeling around where the saber's blade entered her thin chest. Patting the area, she felt blood flowing from now-opened ribcage and through her shirt, down to the asphalt.
Well, there's a new scar for the collection.
Trying to broaden her senses from the immediate pain, the red-hooded girl frowned. Wait… there was no pain. This should've hurt. It should've really hurt. But where there ought to have been at least some discomfort, there was… nothing. Then, she noticed something truly uncomfortable.
I can't hear anything….
Grimacing, Ruby cast out her senses to try to find the slightest hint as to what was going on.
Nothing. Nothing nothing nothing. No no no no no –
Nothing. As a last resort, Ruby gathered her Aura once more and exploded it outwards, bathing her surroundings with a pall of energy.
What she felt was… astounding. She could sense the sword in her chest, the last mook a few feet away on the asphalt in a pool of something she'd rather not consider, the hat-guy leader standing several paces away, the shopkeeper looking through the window….
And while this she could all usually feel… they were all still. There was no movement. It was as though… time had stopped.
The scythe-wielder shook her head, and reconsidered. No, no, not stopped. Just very, very slow. Turning slightly to observe the fallen mook, she noticed that he was still moving backwards, but… very slowly. If anything, Ruby mused, it's like when I use my Semblance – my perception speeds up, Qrow says, so that I don't hit anything. Is this… is this more of my Semblantic ability?
Another thought occurred to her.
Am I just moving really fast right now?
She moved her hand back up to her chest, thinking furiously.
Huh. Now what?
For one Weiss Schnee, it was a very strange day.
Now, this was not an unordinary occurrence. Indeed, strange days were rather a hallmark of her time spent in her father's grand manor.
This day was particularly strange, however, since her shadow kept disappearing at irregular intervals.
Not for very long, mind, Weiss thought to herself, a slight frown marring her face. But every hour or so, it disappears for a couple seconds, and then it's right back again….
Quite the conundrum indeed.
And there it goes again. Now what?
Yang brought a hand to her temple, trying to alleviate the ridiculous headache plaguing her. She started when she noticed her hand catch fire when she brought it away from her head again. She plunged it into the barrel of water next to her and amused herself by watching the patterns in the steam.
This can stop soon, she thought to herself.
To an attentive guard, moving shadows would be quite alarming.
Fortunately for Blake Belladonna, the guard on duty was rather inattentive indeed, and so she was able to use her Semblance to shift herself across the open hallway entrance without any alarm.
You'd figure they'd notice the randomly appearing shadow.
Deciding to simply forge onward, the dark-haired ninja resumed her infiltration mission.