Chapter 3: First Impressions

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The airship sailed across the skies, birds flying by its side as if to guide it to the passengers new journey. The sunlight bounced off its structure, giving its appearance a more intimidating, yet alluring look (just looking at it made some of the students aboard think if they had any right to attend the school they were heading to, given their social status). It gently passed through clouds on its way to the rumored grandiose campus. Within the vehicle, a blonde, curvaceous-bodied, teenage girl was ecstatic for the term to come, despite her looking like someone who would want to have fun instead.

"Ooooh, I'm so happy my two best girl friends are going to school with me!" She cheered, latching on to said girls and drawing them into a bear hug. "Ooooh, this is going to be an exciting year!"

The two girls, Ruby and Charlotte, were struggling for air as it seemed that Yang forgot to hold back.

"S-sis...!" Ruby said, tapping Yang's shoulder.

"Y-yang...! A-air...!" Charlotte begged, trying to pry out of the girl's clutches.

Feeling the light tapping, the girl let go, snickering at how they were breathing as if they had run a mile. "Sorry guys, couldn't help myself! I'm just sooo happy!" She, once again, cheered, throwing a fist into the air.

Ruby cleared her throat. Seeing that she began to look downcast, the older step-sibling went over to the younger and wrapped her shoulder around her arms. "Lighten up, sis, you made it to Beacon! Isn't that what you wanted?"

Ruby pushed Yang's arm off of her shoulder and turned to her, guilt evident across her face. "Yes, that is what I wanted, and I'm happy, but I can't help but feel like I cheated to get here..."

"What do you mean 'cheated'?" Charlotte asked, standing up and walking over to Ruby.

"I'm not supposed to be here...We're not supposed to be here..." Ruby depressingly stated. "We didn't even formally graduate from Signal. I don't mean to be rude, Charlotte, but especially you."

Charlotte sighed and shook her head, placing her hands on her hip. "I know that you were supposed to have graduated from Signal and I know you might be worried about me, since I didn't take any formal combat training. But we were able to stand up against a criminal. Isn't that enough to speak levels of your skills? Our skills?"

"Yeah, sis," Yang agreed. "You guys did something so dangerous and came out unscathed! You guys are gonna be the Bee's Knees!" They both looked to Yang with a doubtful look. Seeing their reaction, Yang was confused. "W-what?"

"I don't think anyone's going to think we're the 'Bee's Knees', Yang," Charlotte said. "If you think about it, wouldn't upperclassmen, as well as people our grade, feel upset?" Ruby nodded in agreement.

"Wait, what?" Yang was baffled by the change of thought process. "You're thinking about that now?"

"Yes," Charlotte answered. "While I did say our skill level might, just might, be on par with a first year in Beacon Academy, who's to say they would openly welcome us just like that? They would realize that, while they had to wait three to four full years in another academy to graduate and come to Beacon, it took Ruby only, about, two to three (give or take) years and immediately for me."

"Yeah, I kinda feel bad for them," Ruby said, poking her fingers together. "Like...I just skipped a grade...isn't that unfair? They tried so hard and waited so long to get into Beacon, and here we are just getting in at such a young age..."

Yang face palmed. She couldn't believe how humble her younger sisters (if you could include Charlotte into the mix) were being. "Guys, so what if they're jealous? Let 'em be jealous! It's just another way people would think you're cool, right?"

"Yang, that's not nice!" Ruby pointed out, pouting (adorably) in the process, Charlotte agreeing with a nodding of her head.

"Yeah, so-"

"From the smallest seed grows the biggest tree." Someone, interrupting Yang, said.

They turned to the source of the voice and saw a boy with a fragile body structure. He wore black and blue leather armor and his sword was sheathed sideways. His eyes were as green as a forest, courage obviously seeping through it.

Yang blinked for a bit before turning to Charlotte and Ruby. "W-what he said...!" She agreed, acting as if she knew what he meant.

"Uhhh..." Charlotte said, gaining the boy's attention. "I'm sorry, but...who're you?"

The boy scratched the back of his head, smiling innocently and weakly. "O-oh, sorry for butting into your conversation like that. It's just that...you guys really aren't taking in the small chances that could turn out to be big. Oh, right, my name is Emil Castagnier." He said, slightly sweating out of fear. He bowed immediately. "I-it's a pleasure to meet you, sorry..."

Ruby held in a snicker. "'Sorry'?"

He straightened his posture. "O-oh, I'm sorry...!"

"Aren't you too apologetic?" Charlotte asked, tilting her head.

The shy boy immediately began to stammer. "O-oh, is that s-so? S-sor-, I mean, uh, s-"

"Enough, dude!" Yang said, clearly laughing at how cool he seemed at first, only to have an immediate breakdown. "See, sis? Someone just beat you at your own game!"

Ruby crossed her arms. "I'm not sure whether I should feel offended or not..."

"Sorry..." He said, clutching one hand and scratching the back of his head with his other.

"Don't worry 'bout it! Anyways, you seem like a cool guy!" Yang said, nudging his arm. "Not too much of my type, but definitely cute."

His face flared red as he covered his face. "E-eh?!"

"Don't tease him so much, Yang," Charlotte said, clearly snickering (technically deceiving her own intentions). "I'm Charlotte Branwen. It's a pleasure to meet you."

Yang peace signed to Emil. "I'm Yang! 'Sup, Emil!" She then proceeded to grab her sister. "And this is my kid sister, Ruby."

"Hi," she flatly said, feeling shameful for having her older sister introduce her for her.

He bowed again. "I-it's nice to meet you all, too..."

"So, what did you mean?" Yang asked.

"Huh?"

"What you said. Y'know, 'from the smallest thingy grows' or something like that?" Yang said.

"Oh. W-well, sadly, I-I'm not too sure myself..." Emil said, "I heard it from a friend of mine. I used to think the same way you did, but when I thought about what he said...it just sort of got me going..."

Charlotte, Ruby, and Yang rose an eyebrow, clearly befuddled by his answer. However, Charlotte hummed in agreement.

"I think I understand what that means," She said, turning to Ruby and holding her hand. "He's right. We might be younger, but we still have what it takes to succeed, despite how small the chances are. We shouldn't think too negatively."

Ruby looked down, as did Charlotte. "Yeah, but..."

Yang latched her arms around the two young girls. "C'mon, have some faith in yourself! You guys will do fan-tastic!"

"It's not good to keep thinking so badly about yourself, you know..." Emil muttered, still audible for the girls to hear. They understood that much, thus said nothing in response, despite the lingering feelings of fear still on their mind. It wasn't like they had anything else to retort with, anyways. Their attention immediately turned to the screen which a lady appeared on screen, the same Huntress that Charlotte and Ruby had met last night.

"Hello, students," She said, giving a tad bow to them. Charlotte hummed in recognition while Emil tilted his head in confusion.

"Who's she?" Yang asked as she crossed her arms.

"I am Professor Glynda Goodwitch," She answered, as if Yang was talking directly to her.

"...Oh," The female blonde said.

"You all are among the few privileged to enter this prestigious academy, Beacon," She began. "Our world has been experiencing an era of great peace and prosperity. It is your duty, as future Hunters and Huntresses, to uphold it. Your courage has been proven to shoulder such a hefty task, and now, it is our turn to provide you the necessary knowledge and training to aid in the protection of our world." She soon vanished from the screen, revealing the view of their own kingdom, Vale, from above.

Ruby soon pointed towards a certain academy. "Wow! You can see Signal from here!"

"I guess your home isn't so far now, is it?" Charlotte said, enjoying the view herself.

Yang patted both of their heads, smiling. "Beacon's going to be our home from now on, girls."

They turned back to the view, as Emil stared in pity for the boy close by, holding in his urge to let loose his breakfast. Hearing his gags certainly ruined the mood, especially after he ran by.

"I wonder if he's scared of heights," He said, recalling a similar reaction a certain silver-haired professor had towards sailing across the ocean.

Yang shook her head. "Haa~... Seems like the view isn't for everyone, huh?"

"Yang, your shoes!" Ruby shouted, pointing towards Yang's boots.

"Huh?" She looked down, discovering that a mixture of food and stomach acid had just fallen on her boots.

"Don't come near me," Charlotte flat out stated as she immediately put distance between Yang and her.

"Aw, really, dude?!" Yang said, immediately trying to get it off.

"Ewewewewew!" Ruby whined. "Stay away from me!"

The whole group backed away from Yang, leaving the poor girl to having to take the matters of cleaning the gunk off to herself.

The ship finally turned to its side, hovering right next to the docks. A metal bridge extended towards a pair of doors at its side, allowing the students to dismount the vehicle. The first student was, obviously, the boy who had been holding in his breakfast in. He dashed towards the nearest trash can, regurgitating the rotten liquid.

Charlotte, Ruby, Yang, and Emil both came out of the Bullhead, completely ignoring the sound of hacking and groaning coming from the boy. They were in awe at the sight that the academy, Beacon, had to offer.

Yang whistled, putting her fists on her hips. "Vale's view gots nothing on this..."

The other three agreed, until Ruby's attention was taken away from the weapons being displayed to her (which were actually just sheathed). Her eyes shimmered with amazement as she began to squeal.

"Omigosh, guys, that guy's got a collapsible staff!" She squealed, until another passed by her visions. "*Gasp* She's got a fire sword!" She almost wandered away from the group, had Yang not grabbed her by the hood, pulling her back towards them. Emil sweat dropped.

"I-is she always like this?" He asked, recalling how, yet again, a certain silver haired professor drooled over the floors of ruins. Charlotte, with shame written on her face, nodded slightly.

"Calm down, Ruby," Yang said. "They're just weapons."

"'Just weapons'?" She quoted, as if she was offended. "They're an extension of ourselves; they're a part of us!" She defended her stance. "Oh, they're so cool!"

"Well, what about Crescent Rose?" Charlotte asked, tilting her head. "I rarely see you fawning over it."

Ruby shook her head. "No, I do love Crescent Rose! It's just that I like seeing new ones, y'know? It's like meeting new people...but better," She sheepishly said.

Yang pulled Ruby's hood over her head. "Ruby, come on, try to make some friends."

She pulled her hood off of her head. "But, I have you and Charlotte, don't I? Isn't that enough?" Emil felt out of place already, knowing that he wasn't really a friend.

"S-speaking of which, sorry, uh...I-I'll be going now," The sole male said, heading off in a different direction. Had he not been stopped by Yang.

"Whoa there, bro," She said, pulling him back to the group. "You gotta stay with my sis, got it?" She said, jabbing her index finger on his chest. "I know she's a little lame, but, she really needs a friend, 'kay?"

"But what about you?" He asked, tilting his head in confusion.

"Weellllll..." She said, backing away from the group, until a group of other, unknown students appeared. "Myfriendsareherenow,gottagocatchup,'kay,bye!" She immediately said, leaving off with her friends, causing Emil to start spinning.

"W-wha?" He weakly questioned, regaining his stance.

"Yang! Where are you going?!" Ruby shouted. "Are we supposed to go to our dorms?! Where are our dorms?!" She whined, pitifully watching her sister leave her and Charlotte. She sighed, feeling weak at her legs. "What am I even doing...?"

She was about to fall, had someone not caught her. She turned her head to see a boy with green, ruffled hair. She couldn't really see his face, given that it was covered by a mask with a, possible, "beak" designed to protrude from his face. She immediately backed away from him, given the cold and serious air about him. She cowered a bit behind Charlotte.

"...Hmph," The boy scoffed. However, it seemed evident that his eyes met with Emil, as they both gave a tad bit of a reaction towards each other.

"S-Sync?" Emil said.

The green boy, Sync, lowered his head. "What're you doing here, Emil Castagnier?"

Charlotte and Ruby looked at both boys, clearly concerned about the tense atmosphere between the two.

Charlotte bravely broke the ice that soon came over them. "...U-uhhh, are you two both acquaintances?"

Emil narrowed his eyes at him, his hands ready to react for self defense. "I dunno..." He vaguely responded. "Sync, what are you going to do with this academy?"

He scoffed as he soon began to be on guard himself. "Heh. Well, you see-"

"SYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYNC!"

He sighed, clearly disturbed by the source of that voice. "Here she comes..."

A white dressed girl stopped in front of the masked boy, standing sternly in front of him. Her eye brows were furrowed in anger as she leaned forward to Sync. "What. Are. You. Doing?"

He sighed. "What is it, Weiss?"

"That's Mistress Weiss for you, mister!" She said, lightly karate chopping his head.

He gritted his teeth, holding back the evident urge to punch her. "What was that for?!"

She gestured towards the cart she was pushing. "Can you help me with this?!"

He sighed. "Yeah, yeah, whatever..." He muttered before clicking his tongue.

He headed towards the cart, grabbing it, and bringing it to who-knows-where. Weiss, Ruby, Charlotte, and Emil watched as the boy walked off. Emil crossed his arms, giving a tad bit of a smile.

Weiss sighed, turning to the group and bowing. "I'm sorry for our rude behavior."

Ruby, caught off guard from the unusual gesture, shook her head rapidly. "Oh, no, no, no! I'm sorry, it was my fault, if only I knew what I was doing..."

Weiss straightened her posture. "I see. In any case," She lent out her hand, "I'm Weiss Schnee. It's nice to meet you."

Ruby looked to Charlotte, who shrugged. She then turned to Emil, who mimicked the former's gesture. Unused to the amount of politeness being displayed to her, Ruby hesitantly took her hand. "Uh...yeah...! Nice to meet you. I'm Ruby."

She nodded. "I see, then, Ruby. I hope to see you later. I'll be on my way."

Ruby nodded. "O-okay...Also, you don't have to be so proper, y'know? Lighten up!"

She shrugged, ignoring the advice, and making her way off. Charlotte and Emil stood next to Ruby, watching as she left.

"Hm," Charlotte said, watching as she left. "She clearly didn't seem to be acting like herself."

"Maybe that's just how she is?" Ruby added.

Emil crossed her arms. "I don't think so..."

"E-excuse me?"

Hearing a new voice, they turned around to see the boy who, not too long ago, nearly vomited in the Bullhead.

Emil rose an eyebrow. "Oh, how can we help you?"

He looked amongst the group timidly. "O-oh, uh, ahem," He straightened his posture confidently. "I was wondering if you all knew where we're supposed to go?"

The group looked amongst each other. Seeing blank faces, they all feared the worst.

"Uh...so, how are you, Vomit Boy...?" Ruby asked, trying to change subjects. The face palms from Charlotte and Emil were evident enough to tell her how smoothly that went.