It was the lull between classes, and the corridors were empty. Footsteps echoed throughout the halls, someone was in no hurry. It was eerily quiet, usually there was general background noise from all the various activities going on, but there was only the rain bouncing against the windows to accompany her footfalls.
She had completed her indoor combat practice and was making her way back to the relative comfort of her dorm, hoping certain people were absent. She had no problems with one of her teammates, a quiet, calm girl who kept to herself. The other two were a far bigger problem. She didn't understand how they could be so frustratingly cheerful, let alone how they attempted to involve her in ideas. She was tolerating them, but she still wished that they would leave her alone from time to time. She had no tolerance for most people.
She came to a halt just outside the door, and briefly considered knocking. If there was somebody in here, she didn't care what they were doing, only that they left her to herself. Pushing it open with minimal fuss, she was greeted by an empty room. She smiled internally, this was exactly what she had hoped for. Stepping inside, she was greeted with a peculiar scene.
There were clothing items scattered on the floor between the four beds, and a mildly damp brown jacket hanging to her left. Were it not for her moderate fatigue, she would've noted the trail of water leading to the bathroom door, and boots lying half-underneath Blakes bottom bunk. She placed her rapier gently at the foot of her own and reached over to retrieve her schedule.
She had an optional assignment that she would've completed today, but the idea of being outside in this weather for no good reason didn't really appeal to her. She gently pulled her suitcase out from underneath her bed and clicked it open. She spent a minute or so looking through the contents, then closed the lid with a bang. Someone behind her instantly made a large amount of noise.
She stood and spun, moving to the foot of the beds to get a better look. Not that it was needed, as a very messy-haired pile of yellow hair was half-hanging off the top bunk, bright lilac eyes half closed. They were blinking lazily as Yang sat up, murmuring something incomprehensible in her drowsy state. She looked around slowly, catching her head when it threatened to loll to the side. "Wah..what's going on? Who'sat? Weiss? When did you get back?" Yang barely managed to make the words form a coherent sentence.
Weiss stood, taking the sight before her in. Yangs hair resembled a lions mane, it curled and flowed in every direction, even more untamed than usual. Her orange pyjama shirt was pulled to one side, with the collar both clinging to her neck and trying to contain her arm. Yangs shoulders were usually hidden from sight by her jacket, but Weiss did note how they were far more toned and muscular than most. She assumed it was due to the physical style of fighting Yang used, a very unladylike fashion of dispatching foes.
Weiss put the tips of her fingers onto her forehead and shook it slowly. "What have you been doing? Why do you even look like that?" Were it not for the beds, Weiss could've been mistaken for intruding on an after-fight recuperation with the way Yang looked. She looked up and was distinctly unimpressed with the reply.
"Well... uh... I was out in the rain and I came back here with Ruby. Then she left, I think... and then I guess I fell asleep? Oh!" She added, her usual energetic manner returning slowly. "I was also studying forrr, something, and I can't quite remember what..." she trailed off, glancing around her and scratching the back of her head, completely oblivious to the book to her left. She shrugged and turned back to Weiss. "So, where've you been?" she inquired, getting more awake by the second.
Weiss gave her a half-stare half-glare, and remarked harshly. "It's none of your business where I've been, so keep your nose out of other peoples affairs." Yang winced slightly, but this didn't dampen her spirits.
"C'mon, you can tell me, right? I just wanna know if you got caught in the rain like the rest of us, that's all." She remarked, tilting her head slightly and smiling warmly. She rested her hands in her lap, and sat cross-legged. Weiss spent another minute staring, trying to figure out how blind one person could be.
"And you can't answer that yourself just by looking at these dry, pure white clothes that I'm wearing? Of course I didn't get wet you moron, I didn't go outside." Weiss snapped, straightening her posture even further and crossing her arms tightly. She wasn't happy with her current company. Yang firmed her tone of voice and retorted.
"Alright princess, calm your head. I just woke up. Relax, jeez." She was about to follow this up, but was interrupted by a very cold reply.
"I will not relax while you're here. It's far too dangerous." Weiss said, narrowing her eyes further. She didn't dislike Yang, but sometimes her curiosity could be very annoying. "And before you say anything else, no, I'm not going to do anything of the relaxing sort. But I have a question for you. Where were you when you claimed you'd be at the combat practice that started over an hour ago? I heard you discussing it with Ruby, so don't try to back out of it." She queried, taking a step towards Yang and maintaining her withering glare. This time Yang visibly flinched.
"Yeaah, about that...I got a little, eeh, distracted. You know how it goes-" she began, once again being stopped by Weiss.
"No I don't. When I set out to do something, I do it first, because then it's done. Do you see the value in that?" Her words were cold, but she did make sense.
"So I didn't show up, what's the big deal? It's not as if you care about what I do." Yang leaned over the edge of the bed, a sly grin painting itself on her face. "Or do you?" She challenged, locking eyes with her teammate.
"Wha-. No, of course I don't! But that's not the point." Weiss stammered slightly, only to be intercepted by Yang.
"The point is, you find my whereabouts to be something you need to know. I have a few ideas on this theory, but maybe you can help me out?" Her wolfish grin expanded, eyes daring Weiss to continue.
Weiss found herself somewhat lost for words. She struggled to find a sufficient response, she wasn't used to being challenged in this manner. Usually the people she dealt with were all the same, but Yang was different. "Are you implying what I think you are?" She asked, keeping her voice steady.
"Well. That depends on what you think I'm implying."
Weiss kept her eyes focused directly on Yangs own. She was tempted to try her luck more, but Weiss's gaze warned her otherwise. It would be pointless to aggravate her teammate over something as trivial as this, and so Yang let it slide. She sat back against her pillow with her hands behind her head, with one leg hanging lazily off the knee of the other. A smile still dancing across her lips.
"Alright, I'll stop." She replied simply. She enjoyed toying with Weiss, as the heiress reacted the most to Yangs taunts. Ruby was of course a different kind altogether, and so Yang reserved special sibling treatment for her little sister. And then there was Blake.
Yang didn't really understand her partner. She wasn't antisocial as such, but she made no attempts to get to know anybody outside of her team. There were very few people she talked to with more than utter indifference. And yet, she was perfectly okay with some of the more senseless activities that the sisters came up with, going so far as to play along if she felt like joining in. Yang didn't even notice Weiss leave, so absorbed into her thoughts. She was alone again.