A/N

It's been a hot minute since I updated, I lied when I said I was going to be updating more frequently. And for that I apologize. For one reason or another I couldn't bring myself to write. Even with my brain overflowing with ideas and the like.

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LL14. Out!

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When I awoke. I immediately started hating my life. I had a killer hangover, Yang was also squeezing the life out of me. She was full on death gripping my rib cage while snoring into my hair. Telling by the half dried wet spot on the top of my head; she started drooling sometime during the night.

My boots were also still on… What the fuck.

With a wheezing scowl of pain from my pounding head. I wrenched my arm free from where it was pinned against my chest.

"Yang.." I wheezed. Patting her back. My girlfriend shifted. Fuck! OW! "Motherfucker" I flinched. Yang managed to shift onto my tail. Or pinch the damn thing. All I knew is it hurt like sin.

My cursing must've woken someone up in our dorm, because Weiss, garbed in Atlas school nightwear slid down from her bunk above us.

With a thud the Schnee landed and turned to us. Weisses shirt was still pushed up from her sleep. Or it was the motion of her turning. Either or. It revealed the scar on her right side. That was half covered by a sports bra.

I only caught a glimpse before the shirt hid it away from sight.

I sent her a pleading look. Weiss frowned at me and turned on her heel, The bags under her eyes made more prominent by her facial scar.

I realized I wasn't getting help from her. So I wiggled my legs to free my tail from wherever it got pinched from, Proving successful. I smiled in triumph. Yang was still out like a bag of lead.

Yang's grip slowly slacked. I refused to look a gift such as this in the mouth. So I grabbed a pillow that was mushed into the wall by our bodies and started to slowly replace myself with it.

Ha! Drool on that!

"C'mon Yang I know you love me~" I snorted. My headache was worse while moving. I was suffering from a hangover so.. Duh.

"But going so far as to drool for me…?" I whispered. I received no reply from the human log. Which I expected.

A knock sounded at our door, causing Blake to grumble incoherently from across the room. My eyes snapped to the sleeping Huntress as she rolled over in her sleep.

I stayed silent, kneeling on the bed at Yang's side. 'Someone going to answer that..?' I grumbled slightly when no one magically appeared at the door to answer it.

Great.

I rubbed my eyes and slowly crawled over Yang. Someone better be dying, who the hell would bother people at…?

I looked at the wall mounted digital clock. Oh… It's in the afternoon.. Begrudgingly I padded over to the door and swung it open. "Someone better be dying buddy-" I barked at the unsuspecting person.

"Package for Lieutenant Branwen." A nondescript, uniformed grunt offered a small box to me. Completely ignoring my displeasure at being disturbed.

I eyed the box like it secretly had a pipe bomb in it. I reached out with an ungloved hand and grasped the side of the box. The grunt released it and took a step back and to my irritation saluted with a smile.

"Have a nice day ma'am" He said. His boots squeaked off the floor. As he left. "Thanks" I growled to myself.

'Bowl helmeted fuck'

I ripped the side off the box off via channeling aura into my fingers. I dropped the bit of cardboard I torn off on the floor. I'll pick it up later.

I tilted the small box to the side. As I held my open hand below it. Only for a smaller white rectangular box to fall out into my hand.

I dropped the pilfered outer box and eyed the smooth one in my hand. As the sounds of a shower turning on in the closed bathroom echoed into the dark room.

The box the brown one birthed was a sleek and clean white. Like a freshly cleaned supercar. It had little illustrations on it. Telling by the similarities it had with a box a new phone would be in I had little guesses as to what it could be.

I flipped it upside down and started scratching at the tape. Removing each of the clear tape painfully slowly due to my non existent nails. I trim them.

Finishing with my task. I flipped it rightside up in my opposing hand, allowing the top to slide off to reveal a mint scroll.

It was the same as any generic scroll. I pulled it out along with the charging cable. And a small shitty ear bud.

Yes, A singular ear bud. A wireless one. I picked the small thing up with my index finger and a thumb. I brought it up to my eye.

Sure enough it looked like any generic earpiece. I shook my head and deposited it back in the box to be forgotten forever.

I tossed the charging cable over to my pile of stuff at the side of the bed Yang was still passed out in. Walking my way over I pulled the scroll open and instantly went to the camera after fiddling around for a bit.

Time to shoot Yang!

I left the scroll in portrait mode and snapped a picture of Yang's down right adorable sleeping form. It's not stalkerly if you've known the person for a decent amount of time, no?

Too bad. It would take an army for me to delete this cute ass picture.

I sat on the edge of the bed waiting for the shower. I started familiarizing myself with the scroll. I snapped a quick picture of myself for the profile. Next I went into the contacts to find General Ironwood's contact. Winters(to my surprise) Qrows. Which was named: Badass Dad.

I get the feeling that my scroll was tampered with before I even got it. I changed Qrow's contact from Badass Dad to Underpowered Old Fart.

Also all the Ace-ops contact information was on it as well. But I ignored them in favor for a button that read: Scan for people.

So I pressed it. I saw all the Scroll numbers and profiles of my team pop up. So I sent a message request to them all.

I was impressed at the conveyance of that little gimmick and telling from the quiet buzzing around the room, everyone received the request.

I'll ask Ruby for JNR's info later. Or send a request to them when nearby.

A notification popped up: Weiss Schnee has accepted your Message Request!

Neat. That means she's done in the bathroom. Like those words where her que the door swung open gently and the steam wafted out first then the smell of cinnamon. Weiss was the last to exit.

I stood and all but pranced to the open door. I need to get Yangs drool off my hair. But I was stopped by a near perfect finger pointing at my nose.

"Do. Not. Send. Me. Anything weird" Weiss punctuated her words with a light jab with her finger. I nodded along. Not offering up any complaint. "Yes, Yes, Can I get Yang's drool outa my hair now Weiss-cream?"

"Its Weiss" The white haired girl rebuked. I snorted as I started closing the door "Is it really tho?" I asked while deadpanning through the crack between the door and the door jam.

I closed the door with a grin as Weiss replied with an indignant "Yes!"

—-

I finished with my shower and left the bathroom with a lessened headache and a non drool soaked head.

The rest of the team was up and awake. Ruby was berating Yang for something. Probably a horrendous pun. Blake was pinching her nose while sitting on her bed. One ear has flopped down while she stared at the sisters.

I walked up next to my fellow faunus. "What'd she do now?" I pointedly looked at my girlfriend while Blake removed her hand with a huff.

"She rolled out of bed, hit the floor and woke up saying, and I quote" Blake did the quotation marks somewhat sassily with her fingers. "The Fucking, Fuck…" Blake then let her voice trail off in a comical way.

I shook my head with a wry smile on my face. "Let me guess Ruby jumped from her bed like a bloodhound on a rabbit"

"Yes," Blake blandly said. The cat faunus stoop with a pop, that came from a knee, I wasn't sure which.

I watched the raven haired book worm dart into the bathroom.

"Rubes, She's had enough." I smirked as I closed the gap with a few slow steps. "Just force her to pay your jars and call it good~" I snickered at the end.

"I also think Ironwood whispered something about clearing out a dust mine, hear' it has a geist."

Ironwood said no such thing the other day, but I did just get a message from Clover about it. The plot moves on regardless..

No sign of Tyrain or Watts either.

"Yeah! Pay up!" A jar was stuffed into Yang's chest 'oof'

Yang groaned pitifully and opened her wallet while massaging her temples. She flipped the black leathered money holder upside down and a single Lien card slipped out and dropped into the jar, along with some lint.

"Save my life Shino~" Yang fake cried. I held back another laugh and grabbed Yang's shoulders helping her up.

I fished out some Ibuprofen with a grin and a bottle of warm ass water sitting on a desk Weiss was sat at.

Yang took the pills and popped them in her mouth like it was candy and all but dumped the water bottle on her face. I say that because most of it ended up dripping down the side of her mouth.

Yang pulled the empty bottle away with a wet 'pop' And slammed it down on the desk with a low groan.

"I'm surrounded by buffoons" Weiss slumped against the desk with an irritated sigh.

"Suck it up Princess, it gets worse from here" I snipped goodnaturedly. With a sight Weiss bantered back. "Unfortunately…"

—-

An hour later Team Rwby + S and team JNR + plus the Ace-ops and Qrow were all in the bullhead on the way to the mine.

I was tossing all sorts of funny looks at Qrow as we goofed off together. Much to Weiss's chargan.

"Alright Team!" Clover spoke up through the loud noises of the engines. "We're heading out to clear out an abandoned dust mine, So the construction on amity can begin. The area will also be used as a launch site!"

I was already through this so I zoned out for the ride. And only listened when I was paired with a group. Luckily I got Yang and Blake.

So I zoned out again until it was time to jump. When the Bullhead rocked to a stop I checked over my weapons. Paying extra attention to my full-auto .45. It came out green and ready and so did United.

—

Qrow with a grin hopped out with the Ace ops with a two fingered salute. Next was Ruby and Weiss. Then all of JNR. Last was Blake, Yang and I.

I gave the pilot a thumbs up when I jumped after my two companions. The biting cold of the wind forced my eyes to tear up. But I only had to deal with it for the few seconds of free fall I hand before Blakes rippon wrapped around my waist.

The black haired girl used her aura to slingshot me towards Yang. Who was using Ember Celica to slow her fall.

"YANG!" I gave the heads up. My warning allowed her to blast herself to a near standstill mid air and catch me in one arm just before we hit the ground, luckily. Yang used up the last of her gravity dust she had loaded to blast us up higher. Turning a couple hundred foot drop feel like a 6 foot one.

Yang landed with a breath and let me go as we watched Blake use Gambol Shroud as a rope to hook herself to a beam of the rundown mining building used for processing.

Blake used gravity and the speed gained from her fall to swing herself up and on top of the beam with a flourish that put all gymnastics on Earth to shame.

I clapped loudly and slowly as Yang shouted "Show off!" to our friend. I gave her an elbow to the arm and a shake of my head as Blake made her way over to us.

"What's the plan Gyang?" I asked with a wagle of my eyebrows. Blake sent a glare at Yang. That summarized: How dare you corrupt her.

My girlfriend did nothing but grin maliciously with me.

Blakes ears drooped in defeat as she slowly and hesitantly smiled at us. As if to appease to the pun gods, who have marked her for death.

"Anyway" I continued without pause. "Lets go beat up some Black and white Noodles"

I got a nod from Yang and a Question from Blake. "Noodles..? As in Creeps?" I gave an affirmative. I gestured with a hand in a follow me motion as we raced up to The entrance where the tell tail sounds of Crescent Rose echo from. Like a thunderclap.

We entered the mine like a kool aid man hopped up on coke. I smashed a foot into the head of a creep, launching the ugly fucker into a wall. I flipped United to my other hand and cut the head off of another that jumped out from a wall.

"Shino! Catch!" I turned just in time to see a rock flying at me. I stepped out of the way and channeled aura into my arms as I got into a batters stance.

I let the rock fly by me and gave it a boost with my sword. 'Crack!' Metal met sediment. Splitting the stone like a pane of glass. Mimicking a 12 gauge round the pebbles and chunks of rock pulverized a handful of Creeps.

I gave Blake a toothy grin. "That was badass Blake!"

Yang punched a creep into a wall. Crushing the poor things head like a grape. "Whatcha do?" Yang Questioned.

"Turned a bunch of creeps into swiss cheese, Via turning a rock into a 12 gauge " I quickly explained as I shot another creep that was encroaching on our position as we moved deeper to the sounds of fighting.

"Damn," Yang licked her lips. "Show me again sometime?" She asked like we were out on a Sunday walk.

A salacious smile graced my lips as I sent a wink to the blonde. "There's a lot I can show you~" I stabbed a creep through the head as I took the lead. I didn't see Yang's reaction.

We continued our rampage like a bull in a china shop. Yang throwing grim around like water balloons and Blake taking them out with precision reminiscent of a surgeon.

We finally walked out of the tunnel into an open cavern where Ruby and the Ace-ops were dealing with the Geist that conveniently had dust shades raining from its humongous body. Requiring everyone's attention.

Least we get buried alive. Yang and Blake scaled down without sharing any further words as I took small potshots at the mask in the very center of the main rock.

I was extra careful not to strike any of the dust veins trenching around its body.

I watched Harriet catch a shard of dust that fell from the arm Clover tied up with his fishing rod. Ruby used her semblance to remove the arm in its entirety at the shoulder. Causing the massive rocks to land and kick up dust.

The sudden loss of a limb causes the geist to stumble into a wall. Its shoulder caved in the rock. I loaded up eclectic dust into my .45 and pulled the slide back.

"NORA!" I shouted as I jumped off the cliff, burning United into the rock face I slid down as Nora jumped over to me, But before she did that she slammed Magnhild into the geist's knee.

Causing it to screech and slam its only arms nub into the ground where the bubbly huntress just was.

"Ready to get amped?" I asked as I showed the lighting bolt symbol on the side of the drum mag. I got a manic grin and an almost vibrating nod of yes.

I pointed my gun to Nora's hammer and unloaded round after round into the face of it. Half my mag was gone in a short period as the sounds of battle and enraged grim shook the cavern.

Nora had her hair floating with the amount of power she took. My eyes found a mining cart. "Nora" I pointed at the cart. "Play baseball" My idea must've been wirelessly convened to the red head.

Nora bounded over to it in two hops with a giggle spinning her hammer, Lighting crackled off of it. Arcing into the ground. Into United which shocked me. I held a yelp.

"BATTERUP!" Nora's power filled voice echoed. Jaune shouted for everyone to retreat. Ruby was the last to blink away in rose petals just as Nora smashed Magnhild into the cart.

It was glorious. The cart was flung at speeds I struggled to follow. The geist was zeroed in on Qrow who got it to stomp its way to its doom; its working arm swung around angrily. Reminding me of a toddler throwing a tantrum.

No large shards of dust was left on the body of it.

The grizzled huntsman turned into a bird and flew away as fast as he could.

The 300 plus pound iron cart slammed into the face of the Geist causing the rocks making up its form to shatter like a bad blade.

I held up my sword, in case any of the rocks came flying at me.

Rocks and pebbles rained down on us. As the Geist's shadowy form fled out of the dust cloud only for another rock about the size of a basketball to land on its head with a thud. killing it.

Nora cheered.

—-

After the geist got sumo slammed by the mining cart we all separated with a laugh and congratulations to finish off any staggering creeps and the rare sabertooth.

We took a small break in the same large open area the geist was defeated in to eat field rations. Which was our dinner.

I ate my biscuit as I watched the crew banter back and forth about the battle. The biscuit was as dry as a mouthful of sand. And about as tasteless as cardboard. It wasn't any better soaked in the watery peanut butter that came in the field ration.

The main course of the meal was some hamburger helper noodles that were half hard and covered in marinara sauce.

The meat that came inside of the alfredo was chicken. Well, I hoped it was. Qrow woulfed his down like it was the last meal he'll ever have. That or he believed if he ate it faster he wouldn't get to taste it.

Ruby was scowling at it like it was holding her cookies hostage. Yang made a funny face but ate it with no complaints.

Weiss said it was disgusting and set it aside and only ate the candy that came with it. Blake and the Ace-ops ate it like they were used to shitty field rations. Given their backgrounds, I believed it.

Jaune looked close to tears when he took his first bite of the biscuit. Nora finished hers almost as fast as it was passed to her. And was leering at Rens.

Ren just stared at it blankly while he chewed slowly. When he swallowed it. He slowly gave it to Nora, who snatched it.

"Thanks Renny!"

I finished my bit of biscuit then looked at Clover. "This food should be a war crime" That got a small chuckle from him.

"It is pretty bad isn't it?" He rhetorically asked. "Bad? I'd rather eat a rock" Harriet spat. Elm just shrugged. Vine didn't comment. And Marrow just stared at his spoon in disgust.

"Could kill grim with this stuff" Qrow rasped between bites.

I dug around in the bag. "Damn, MRE's used to come with smokes" I muttered. Blakes ear twitched in a sign that she heard my muttering. But the cat faunus chose not to comment.

I set the bag aside and began to look over my .45, Pulling the slide back I checked the ammo, sure enough I still had bullets. Pressing the mag release I let the drum clatter to the floor in between my legs. I ejected the chambered round to inspect the inside.

Clean as a whistle. I picked up the half full mag and stuffed it into the mag well and flicked my .45 on safe and let the slide go back into place.

We finished up our meal and sent the green light to Ironwood and the contraction crew that the sight was ready and safe.

We only had 30-40 minutes of fuck around time before a bullhead came and picked us up. General Ironwood gave us a node as we stepped on and he stepped off. As we were taking off Jacques personal ship came floating into view just as we took off and went back to Atlas.

The flight back was mostly silent. Other than the headache inducing loudness of the bullheads engines..

—-

We landed with a shake. Nora was the first off the bullhead, a pink trail leading to the building while the rest of us walked slowly.

The Ace-ops bid their goodbys. At an intersection in the hangar. Clover stopped us before we could head off to bed. Well I wasn't heading to bed. Weiss looked beat, So probably just Weiss.

"We have training tomorrow with team FNKI. Show up at 9:00 Am sharp. Please don't be late" Clover asked. Qrow walked up on his other side.

"Yeah, Or else." The older huntsman promised. I smirked. "You're old. You'd be taking your nap around that time?"

Qrow smirked. "I'm not old, and I can prove that to ya" I conceded my teasing with a shake of the head "No thanks"

"Uncle Qrow is still old!" Ruby laughed. "I am NOT, Old" Qrow pointed with his twoo ringed fingers. A glare that promised pain.

"We still love you old man," Yang laughed. I opened my eyes wide as I clutched my stomach in an effort not to laugh. Qrow took the bait everytime someone called him old.

"Fine Kids, Training tomorrow with me, and Team weird" Qrow growled.

I shook my head and turned on my heel.

"Don't bust a hip Gramps" I snorted.

"The only time I busted a hip was when I-"