Chapter 35: A Date With Destiny
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Weiss and Ruby stood in the windswept air dock that Saturday morning. The temperature was rather chilly, but the cold was the least of their current worries. Right now, they were dreading the arrival of the Schnee family's inspector. Even with all of their preparation, their nerves still found a way to annoy them in their critical moment.
Watching the airship dock nearby, Weiss stiffened. She needed to make the best impression possible. That way, she could continue to enjoy the freedom she so desperately craved at Beacon Academy.
Ruby, however, was rolling the advice Weiss had given her on the way over in her mind.
"Like she said: Be formal, but don't make your acting too obvious.", Ruby thought.
The fact that Weiss knew exactly how to act upset Ruby a little. It implied that she knew how to fake happiness and contentment. It was unfair that she grew up not feeling loved. Pushing the sad thought out of her mind, Ruby smoothed over her skirt. She hoped that she looked presentable enough in her freshly cleaned dress.
In the distance, the ramp of the airship lowered to the dock. Ruby couldn't make out the finer details, but a man in a tan suit started to walk over to them.
As the man approached, Ruby got a better look. His suit looked a little shabby, his brown tie slightly loosened. Clearly, he didn't bother to shave this morning, since he was looking rather scruffy. His dark blonde hair was blowing in the wind.
Weiss stuck out her hand at the man, who limply shook it in response.
"Hello, inspector. It's nice to see a representative of my family.", Weiss greeted stiffly. As she forced a smile, she couldn't help but think of the appearance of this man.
"Who is this? Where's Mr. Silva?", Weiss thought. That was the inspector that usually dealt with family affairs. In fact, he was the one who interviewed her tutors back when she was home-schooled.
"Ms. Schnee. It's a pleasure.", the man said. Then, he shifted his gaze at Ruby. "Who's this?", he asked.
Weiss gestured to Ruby, who froze in place. Ruby felt very uncomfortable, all of the sudden.
"This is my partner, Ruby Rose. She is assisting my education here for the next four years.", Weiss explained.
The inspector eyed her over. "She's rather young to going here.", he noted.
"I can assure you, she's very gifted for her age.", Weiss said in Ruby's defense.
"Well, then. Ms. Schnee, Ms. Rose, I'm Victor Brass. But, you can call me Vic, if that helps. Now, I'm sure you were expecting Mr. Silva, right?", he asked after introducing himself.
Weiss nodded. "Yes. May I ask of his disposition?", Weiss asked, exceedingly formal. It weirded Ruby out that her girlfriend sounded like some kind of robot.
"He's currently going through divorce proceedings. It would be his…", Mr. Brass stopped to think, "…third marriage by now.".
Weiss really should have seen that one coming. Even when he was married before, Weiss remembered him having some other woman hanging around him. Needless to say, Weiss had a lot of lady tutors for that reason.
"Oh dear…", Ruby mumbled.
"Yes, indeed.", Mr. Brass waved off.
A tense silence surrounded everyone, as they didn't know what to do next.
"…Would you like a tour?", Weiss asked.
"If you could take me to where you usually stay, that would be great.", Mr. Brass said.
Walking down the stairs of the dock, Weiss held her head up high. To be honest, she didn't know what to think of this new inspector. He might be more forgiving of her lifestyle. But, her luck was up in the air at this point.
Mr. Brass pulled out a cigarette case and took out an expensive cigarette. Lighting it, he inhaled deeply. When he blew out the smoke, it drifted over to Ruby's face. She coughed and waved her hand in front of her face.
"Can you *cough* please not smoke? It's bad for my health.", Ruby asked.
Puffing even more, Mr. Brass looked like he was pondering something. Eventually, he said, "If you were really concerned about your health, you wouldn't be training to be a Huntress.".
Ruby opened he mouth to say something, but then quickly closed it. She couldn't argue with that logic. Tobacco sticks were less risky than a large, animal shaped monster of darkness. At least cigarettes didn't want to rip out your spine on a daily basis. Plus, it wasn't a good idea to argue with someone that decided your girlfriend's fate.
Although Weiss looked calm and ready on the outside, on the inside she was cringing. What happened to being formal and non-intrusive? If the day continued like this, there was no doubt that things would go badly.
Arriving at the Dormitories, the group was greeted by a well-dressed Yang and Blake. Blake had insisted that both of them dress nice. Yang was pulling at her collar, uncomfortable. Yang was wearing a gold blouse and black slacks, and Blake was wearing black pantsuit. Seeing Ruby and Weiss dressed in their normal clothes annoyed Yang. It was okay for them, but not for her? She was sweating bullets in this monkey suit. Now that Yang thought about it, Blake probably said to dress nice just to get some weird thrills. Having her as a sort-of girlfriend came with a lot of odd baggage.
"Welcome!", Blake announced, trying her best to smile. Unfortunately, since she was more of the stoic type, she didn't really have much practice smiling. It looked like she was barring her teeth, and her neck muscles were straining from the effort.
"Is she okay?", Mr. Brass asked, flicking away his cigarette butt. He looked at Blake with some confusion.
"Oh, don't mind them. They're just Yang Xiao Long and Blake Belladonna. They're on my team.", Weiss explained from behind Mr. Brass. Unknown to him, Weiss was making vigorous hand motions, trying to stop Blake from smiling. Getting the message, Blake stopped 'smiling'.
"Well, it's a pleasure to meet you.", said Mr. Brass, going through the motions of his job.
"Come on, we'll escort you to our dorm room.", Yang offered. She at least tried to salvage their first impression.
Walking through the hallway to the dorm room, Mr. Brass pulled out a scroll and started to type in something. "Would you say that you're satisfied with your education here?", her asked Weiss.
"I can assure you, my education here is more than appropriate for my career.", Weiss answered, trying to take the diplomatic route.
"I didn't ask if it was good for your career, I asked if it was a good education overall.", Mr. Brass clarified, still typing on his scroll.
Weiss was a little drawn aback. She didn't expect the inspector to be crass to her.
"…Yes, I am learning a lot here.", Weiss answered better this time around.
"Good, good.", Mr. Brass said.
Yang opened the door to their room and held it open for Mr. Brass. Stepping in, he looked around. The room looked as pristine as it could get. The beds were neatly made, the desk was organized, and the books on the shelves were neatly aligned.
"I see that you run a tight ship here, Ms. Schnee.", Mr. Brass complimented.
"Naturally, Mr. Brass. I only settle for perfection.", Weiss boasted.
Mr. Brass started to look at the book shelf and take notes. "Well, nobody is ever perfect, but you're close. I can tell.", he said, examining the book titles.
He grabbed one of the books, and examined the cover. "Can't say I can approve of this literature, though.", he observed. Weiss paled and Blake blushed at the sight of the book. Why didn't Blake try to hide '30 Types Of White' better?
"Well, I guess it's only natural girls your age to have certain… tastes.", Mr. Brass said. Placing the book back, he moved over to the desk. Weiss breathed out in relief. That mistake didn't cause anything too bad.
Ruby typed something on her scroll and showed it to Weiss. It read: "How do you think we're doing?". Weiss shrugged in response. It was too early to tell now.
"Now, how do you feel about your teammates?", asked Mr. Brass, taking notes on what was on the desk.
What Weiss wanted to say was: "These people are WAY better than my family. And if Mom and Dad don't like it, they can go die in a fire.".
What Weiss actually said was, "They are certainly useful. I see no problem in having them around, if only for a few years. I can deal with it.".
Weiss felt that wasn't fair to her new family. She thought it sounded like she was only putting up with them for now. It was if they were a minor inconvenience.
"And Miss… Rose, was it? How do you feel about being partners with Ms. Schnee?", Mr. Brass asked, still taking notes.
"I lo—learned a lot because of her. She certainly is quite the student.", Ruby answered. That was a close one. She almost let her love for Weiss slip. Luckily, the inspector didn't notice.
"I guess that having her around would certainly help with your education as well.", Mr. Brass noted to himself.
Facing them, he joked, "I hope none of you are doing TOO anything bad here in your free time.". A small smirk was on his face. He didn't know how wrong he was when he said that. Because, having sex with your girlfriend was just a friendly way to study, right?
Team RWBY shot quick looks to their respective partners. It was their luck that their neighbors hadn't complained about the smells Yang and Blake made.
"Oh, so I'm wrong, am I?", Mr. Brass said, seeing their glances.
Weiss and Ruby froze. Were they going to be exposed right then and there?
"Bah, what you do with your boyfriends isn't my concern.", Mr. Brass said, waving the thought away with a motion of his hand. Weiss and Ruby slightly relaxed. That was a close call.
"Does everything here meet your standards, Mr. Brass?", Weiss asked.
"Well, I don't see anything TOO wrong here. I'm impressed how clean this place is. But, in my personal opinion, you need better books. I wasn't too impressed when I read 'The Sapphire Ball'. I mean, when Glen chose Theresa? Saw that coming a mile away.", Mr. Brass mused to himself and the others.
Blake groaned when she heard his opinion. She thought that the book was good so far. But, of course she had to have the ending spoiled for her. "I wasn't finished reading that…", Blake mumbled to herself.
"Oops, sorry about that. Well, I guess I saved you some time then.", Mr. Brass said. He then walked out of the door into the hallway. Blake groaned again.
"If you can show me where the library is, that would be great. We can access your grade records there.", he said.
"Of course! Right this way.", Yang offered. She set off in the direction of the library, and the others followed.
Velvet was practically skipping down the walkway over to the Administration Office. The recording she got from Blake the other day was PERFECT! If people paid attention to the announcement, then their audience would no doubt be increased. Velvet could finally feel the same way Ruby felt. This was awesome! A concert show was way better than just a play!
Whistling a jaunty tune, Velvet walked through the sliding doors of the Administration Building. She was so happy, she felt like she was flying. Velvet walked up to the main secretary, ready to make her announcement.
"Hello! Velvet Scarlatina is here to make the announcement for the music show!", said Velvet, her voice high pitched with cheer.
The secretary barely even noticed Velvet standing there.
"Take a seat and wait to be called.", came her flat, bored voice.
Velvet looked behind her at the other people waiting in the chairs along the wall. Most of the chairs were taken.
"It won't take long, can I just do it real quick?", Velvet tried bargaining.
"I said, take a seat and wait to be called.", the secretary said, her voice sounding a little more annoyed. Seeing that negotiations would get her nowhere, Velvet took the last seat. It was pretty far from the main desk.
Velvet wasn't all that concerned. If anything, her mood had barely diminished. She was practically bunny hopping in her seat. She was so excited!
Velvet really hoped that Weiss would like the announcement when she got around to making it.
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