It had been two days since the incident with Red at the shop. Roman managed to get away with the dust, but just barely. Apparently his 'soulmate' could fight. It had cost him a lecture from Cinder that almost made Roman wish he had been caught. Now he was just laying low in his apartment trying to figure out what to do next and waiting for Cinder's orders.
Two days and Roman was feeling pretty shitty. Business was fine except Cinder wasn't tell him anything of importance relating to her plans. He hated not knowing things especially when those thing probably could end up saving him.
Besides that he had no real complaints, no, the only thing that was bothering him was the stupid soulmark. It was burning. At first Roman was content at ignoring the pain, he had had a lot worse before, but now it was getting too much for even him to bare. If it got more irritating it would start effecting his business and his health, two things he actually kind of care about. He didn't know much about soulmarks, he never really cared, but he did some research and apparently the pain would increase unless he got in contact with his 'soulmate' again. That was not something he wanted to do, but he would if he had to.
He took off his scarf and coat, flopping down on his bed in just a black t-shirt and jeans. His mind was running a mile a minute there was no way he was getting any sleep tonight.
He didn't even want a soulmate. He always thought the whole soulmark thing was archaic and not for him. The universe pairing two people together for life. What was wrong with trial and error? It could be more fun that way at least. Dating around and seeing if you find the 'one' seemed like a much better idea then hoping the person who has the same matching branding is a perfect fit. There were countless stories of 'true love' and 'happily ever afters' in the news as a result of the soulmarks. What the news doesn't tell is all the times the relationships didn't work out. The abuse, depression, lying, etc that sometimes resulted.
He didn't really care about all that. He didn't want this relationship to work. She was a huntress, he was a thief. Maybe in another fucked up reality it could have been a forbidden love story, but not this one. What mattered now was getting the pain to go away.
Seeing as he wasn't going to get any sleep he thought he might as well get something productive down. He pulled out the drawer of his nightstand and grabbed a scroll out of it. He had a couple in case of emergencies, all untraceable. He figured he would just have to hunt down the little huntress, being in the same proximity should do the trick, at least that's what he hoped. He could make this work. If all else failed he could always kill her.
After about ten minutes of searching he finally found her. She was a student at Beacon, (surprise, surprise) and that her name was Ruby Rose (He wasn't far off by calling her Red). There wasn't too much about her though you can't really know someone from their file (He knew from experience, they got his eye color wrong. How was that even possible?). The rest included a picture of her but he already knew what she looked like, some family background, and her age. She was sixteen. Any younger and Roman would have vomited.
Now it was just a matter of getting near her without a battle breaking out. As much as he liked a good fight there were too many variables to consider. News of their bond could get out which would damage his carefully crafted reputation, or the most unbelievable thing could happen—she could beat him and he'd go to jail. Neo would kill him if she had to break him out again.
Pressing a few buttons he decided that messaging her would be the best option.
Romate: Heya Red, we need to talk.
He sent the message off. It seemed simple enough and rather direct. He just hoped she was awake as well. Luckily, she responded quickly.
CrescentRose: You! How did you get my #? Creeper.
Well that's just unhelpful.
Romate: I'm a criminal. It's not that hard to hack Beacon's database. Anyways, I think we need to meet.
CrescentRose: Wanna give urself up?
Romate: Ha. Ha. No.
Romate: I want to get rid of this pain from soulmark. I'm assuming you have it as well.
He couldn't help but notice that she took several minutes to reply. She could've gotten distracted by something or she knew he was right and was weighing her options. He guessed it was the latter.
CrescentRose: I have it. It's super annoying. We almost killed each other. Can I really trust to meet you and not get killed or something?
Well, she wasn't stupid. Maybe the universe was as incompetent as he thought.
Romate: We have to do something and that's the only thing I know that will work. I won't try to kill you if you don't try to kill or jail me. Scout's honor.
CrescentRose: You were never a scout. And can I think about it? I would have to find a time when I could go off on my own and that'd mean lying to my team and there's just a lot of things to consider.
Roman ran a hand through his hair, frustrated. He really just wanted this down and over with, but pressuring her probably wouldn't be a help to anyone. Though it was interesting that she was lying to her team, she must have not wanted them to know that a renowned criminal is who fate decided she should be with. At least it made things easier for him, only having to deal with one huntress instead of four.
Romate: I'll give you til morning. This mark is really irritating.
CrescentRose: Ok. Btw your username is stupid.
On second thought maybe killing her was the best option.
A/N: Super sorry about the lack of update, a month in a hospital and then college makes updating hard. However I am back! Yay! Thank you for all the support, it meant a lot.
Longer chapter to come now that I have an idea of what this story is going to do.
The Romate thing was basically me being like "roman+soulmate= romate ahaha I'm hilarious." and nothing better came to mind.
Also if you ever want to fangirl over RWBY or anything else feel free to come bother me on tumblr at: killjoywhatsername