Not much to say here, the finale continues.
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Yang would make her way back to Team RWBY's dorm in a haze after her confrontation with a clearly distraught Bálor, she shuddered as her mind flashed back to the wild look in his eyes when he had slammed her against the wall of the hallways.
"Something's happened to him, that wasn't MY Bálor!" The golden haired Huntress would lean against the door of her team's dorm as she reminisced upon the many events that had transpired between the two of them: The ice bucket challenge she had pretty much forced upon him, frying his Schneepod and forcing him to open up more to his fellow students which ended up with a mixed bag of results. But she had brought out a bright flame of charisma out of him that had more often then not landed him into a heap of trouble, but it brought a smile to her face every time she recalled that grandiose entrance into the amphitheatre, the shocked look on his face when Yang had shown up at his door in her red satin dress and tried to win his heart via peacocking (to her credit it was damn near successful) before Ruby had shown up and thrown a bucket of verbal ice water all over those plans.
"Baby, I don't know what happened to you while you were asleep, but don't push me away…not when I've been working hard to become stronger for you." The brawler would look down at her new wristlets which she had modeled after her destroyed Ember Celica, except for the fact that she had reinforced them with a special type of metal that would resist the kinetic backlash of her more aggressive fighting style. She had literally had to venture back to Signal Academy and beg her Uncle Qrow to let her use the metal, even going so far as to get on her hands and knees just to prove how dire the situation had become in her eyes.
But despite all of this Yang had yet to give her new weapon a name.
It was enough to drive your average Huntress to insanity, and the brawler had certainly had her fair share of crazy, profanity laden outbursts while she spent the majority of her nights amidst the weapon forge trying to bring her newest creation into being.
"Fuck, I need a vacation once I finally get things settled with Bálor." She would mutter this to herself as she opened the door to her dorm to find Blake sitting at her monitor, eyes glued to something playing on the screen.
"Hey Blake, what'cha doin?" Yang would playfully lean over the feline Faunus's shoulder, surprised to see footage of Bálor's fight with CRDL being run through video editing software before shifting to snippets of various other physical altercations he had with the sour faced Hunters before switching yet again to more positive moments involving the wolf, many of which centered around herself and Ruby.
"What is all this..?"
Blake would sigh and rub her temples before looking back at Yang with a look of frustration. "Professor Ozpin thinks it's a good idea for someone from Beacon to enter the King of the Vytal Festival tournament this year, and since this school only has one real wrestling-loving lunatic…" The feline Faunus would bang her head against the desk in disgust before looking up at her partner.
"I swear to Dust, ever since Bálor transferred here Ozpin's completely lost his damn marbles and does everything he can to keep him in good standing..I mean he barely attends class as is!" Blake would just shake her head in disgust as she stared at the video in front of her.
Yang seriously had to stop and think about what her partner had just laid out to her, wondering if indeed Ozpin was playing favorites with her silver haired prince.
"Maybe you're right Blake, maybe you're still feeling the effects of the brain moth, I'm not exactly sure of it myself." The golden haired woman would sigh and step away from her clearly exasperated cohort and lean against their bunk bed.
"But I do know that Bálor's brought out something in us all..except for Weiss, I honestly don't think he is a big fan of the Schnee." She would stare up at the ceiling, wondering if his earlier outburst could be attributed to the pale-haired heiress whom, after months of being vocally against the wolf's inclusion in Ruby's life as both a friend and at a romantic interest had suddenly pulled an about face out of nowhere and had begun a boisterous campaign to garner attention from the young man to varying degrees of failure as her free subs would often be offered to other students, her boxes of more-socially acceptable suits, shirts, and other apparel were often politely put back in front of their door with a note that had begun with polite refusal to his most one which simply read
"F-Off, Schnee!"
Yang would giggle quietly upon remembering the note which caused her partner to look over at her curiously.
"Yang…did you just giggle like some love addled teenager in love stereotype?" Blake would keep her eyes locked on her partner, who proceeded to giggle once again as if she were hearing a joke only she would know.
"It must be nice, having a boyfriend who would clearly stand by your side..when he's not being a complete raving psycho, or a wrestling junkie, or having a nice little laugh with your sister who clearly also has a crush on said lunatic."
The feline Faunus would facepalm at the abundance of stupidity that had just passed through her mind.
"I'm starting to think I was better off before I got that bug removed."
Ruby Rose would be staring at her Crescent Rose lovingly as she sat in Bálor's empty dorm with a bottle of cleaning polish, a box of her favorite cookies and her haphazardly re-sewn Roppongi Vice shirt sitting on the bed.
"It's a good thing I held onto my spare key when I moved back to the RWBY dorm." The crimsonette would begin her slow ritual of disassembling her beloved scythe, making sure to lay out all the parts carefully over a towel before beginning to clean the parts with the type of care mothers usually showed their newborns during bath time.
"A clean and functioning weapon is a happy weapon after all." She would say this as she happily cleaned and polished the many pieces of her beloved weapon, stopping once she was satisfied with the shining gleam that came with a hard day's effort. As she leaned back slightly munching on a chocolate chip cookie, Ruby looked around at the mid-sized room that served as her lodgings for a small while. "It doesn't feel like anything's changed since I left this room, Yang said guys usually try to take back their man-cave once the girl leaves." The crimsonette would remove another cookie and continue looking around the wolf's dorm, the walls were as bare as they had been when she first moved into the place, not even a poster of any of his muscle-bound heroes that spent the majority of their time in the squared circle.
The door would open slowly as Bálor walked into the room, stopping once he saw the cookie loving reaper on the bed.
"…How did you get in, pretty sure I locked the door behind me when I left." The silver haired young man would sigh as he walked over to his closet and grabbed some clothes, shaking his head.
"Is everything okay Bálor?" Ruby would sit up slowly, about to inquire further when she noticed the gaping void in his closet where the cases holding his Eight Blades usually sat. "What happened to your weapons?" She would watch quietly as the wolf Faunus held up a small pouch before opening it and emptying out the crystal fragments onto the floor without so much as a blink of his eyes.
"Why..I mean I know you hate your dad for all the pain he put you through but, you seriously don't expect to fight the Grimm barehanded do you?"
He would sigh quietly as he turned away from the crimsonette haired Huntress, not knowing what to say to her after his altercation with Yang earlier.
"Please, say something..anything!" Ruby would stand up and walk over to him, placing her hand on his shoulder gently, surprise to feel him tense up against her.
"What..what are we Ruby: Friends? Lovers? I don't understand what the hell's going on anymore." Bálor would relax slightly after saying this, careful not to look her in the eye as he made his way towards the washroom.
"I told you a long time ago how I feel about you, not even that disaster of a Couple's Dance could completely change that..took a brutal hit but I'm pretty sure we've survived worse." The cookie loving Huntress would laugh slightly to try and diffuse the tension between them. "After all you did try to take off my dress after our first kiss remember?"
The wolf Faunus would blush madly as he looked down at the floor. "Yeahhh, still not proud of doing that by the way. You surprised me that day, things got pretty heavy real quick but thankfully you stopped it before.." He would blush once again as he remembered that day, the tense emotion of having run into Ironwood that day had caused him a fair amount of grief. The fight with Blake that followed after that only served to rattle him even further, by the time Ruby had gotten her arms around him he was emotionally spent and crying.
"So you do remember that day after all, then you should already know how much you mean to me." She would hold his hand, even as it caused him to drop the clothes he had gathered for the day. "I know I have an uphill battle coming my way when it comes to the two of us, even if it means I have to throw down with Yang just to prove my point."
Bálor would sigh angrily upon hearing those words, bending down to pick up his clothes for the day with a huff.
"For crying out loud Ruby, you're family! I'm just a schlub trying to keep his head above water, not some Don Jaune going after the prettiest girls in school!" He would head for the washroom shaking his head and muttering to himself before slamming the door shut, leaving the crimsonette at a loss for words.
"Don…Jaune?" Ruby would blink and finish assembling Crescent Rose in silence, occasionally pausing to look at the door just in case he made his way back out.
"I know we're family, but even family fights over crazy things."
Weiss would be pacing the halls of Beacon, listening to a valued company consultant whose specialty happened to be booking combat sports.
"Yes, that's who I need flown here immediately, the Bullet Club..No, I DON'T KNOW if he values specific members over others. Dammit tell them I'll pay double what New Japan is!" The white hot heiress would fume as she ended the call with a sound of disgust, nearly tossing her scroll down the hall in fury.
"This is one gift he WON'T be able to turn away, maybe then he'll finally learn that I'm serious about domesticating the son of a-" She would force herself to calm down and remember why she had begun the frustrating campaign to win him over.
It had begun following Ozpin and Goodwitch's briefing of the Vacuan Brain Moth, the team was understandably upset following the brawl between wolf and feline as it had continued to worsen the friction between them all.
Weiss had done her best to endure the talks that had come up because of Ruby's curiosity with the young man due to the Cookie World stunt, but as curiosity mutated into infatuation her patience would begin to wear thin.
"I thought if I could keep my eye on her always I could keep the dolt from getting dragged into something that could get her hurt." Weiss thought back to the night when she first slipped the tracking anklet onto the crimsonette, the heiress knew that it would be pretty obvious- hell her family's name was on the back of it for crying out loud!
"Yang clearly felt strongly for him, self denial aside. And I'm pretty sure from what I remember of my conversation with the dolt he cares about Yang too." She would pause and stop to collect her thoughts before checking her scroll for an update on the latest step of her plan, frowning when no new messages displayed on the screen.
"But then he had to help her give me the slip by cutting the anklet, and moving out of the dorm certainly didn't help matters either." Weiss would ball a fist mostly out of irritation, remembering the sight of her walking alongside the wolf hand in hand as well as Yang's various reactions to said sight.
First, there was irritating growls.
The second time, she shattered the plate her food rested on.
The third time, she took out the entire table they had been eating on.
But the fight with Blake in the infirmary had finally spurred the heiress into taking action, they had damaged school property, endangered countless lives, all without regard to any kind of emotional strain that their fighting was causing Yang. She had thought to try and plead her case to Professor Ozpin to have the reckless Faunus expelled from Beacon and bristled as she recalled his response to her pleas.
"I understand your concern Miss Schnee, but right now Beacon needs someone with his volcanic nature. After all I can't keep expecting Team RWBY to keep fighting alone out there."
"It's madness, Team JNPR and CFVY were out there fighting with us that day in Vale, while he was nowhere near that battle!" Weiss would check her scroll once more, surprised to see a message from an unknown sender.
"Who the hell could have gotten my information?" She was all but ready to delete the message and chalk it up to one miscreant or another when a second message popped up onscreen, the contents of which made the heiress grin.
"Finally, someone who can help me put the rabid dog down."
Damn Weiss, sometimes a good talk can help things too.
I don't really have much else to add at this point, we're heading into the homestretch here ladies and gentleman
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