"This is not cool," Neptune muttered irritably.
"Hey man, you lost the game," Sera yelled over the wind.
Yang Xiao Long was driving her beloved motorcycle, Bumblebee, through the streets of Vale and towards the shady side of town. Sera got the privilege of riding on the bike behind Yang. However, Neptune was riding in a side car attached to the motorcycle. The two students decided who would ride in it with a good old-fashioned game of rock-paper-scissors.
Needless to say, Neptune wasn't a fan of the results.
Sera, however, was having the time of her life. Her hair whipped in the wind and her huge grin never wavered. She just spread her arms and soaked it all in. However, this windchill was making her wish the ride could be over already.
"Would you hold on before you fall off?!" Yang demanded. With a groan, Sera put her hands on the blonde's waist just in time for Yang to yank handlebars and turn Bumblebee onto a different street. Sera could recognize where they were at now, and she knew that Junior's nightclub was about two blocks away. Yang twisted the throttle, and suddenly they were a blur. Sera had to wrap her arms around Yang to keep from being thrown off, but she took a moment to appreciate the terrified look on Neptune's face.
Suddenly, they stopped, and she looked up to see that they were parked on the curb in front of Junior's club. She climbed off the bike and adjusted the straps on her body holster. Then Yang dismounted and straightened her jacket with a sigh.
"Coming, Neptune?" the blond asked.
"Just a sec…" he climbed out of the sidecar dizzily and adjusted his goggles, trying to keep his balance.
Sera smirked and turned towards the club. 'Now will be a good time to see if Junior's found anything…' she thought to herself. Weeks ago, she'd "asked" Junior to look into her past and see if his people could dig anything up. Unfortunately, she had to make a deal with the gang leader for him to cooperate. Now, she has to come running whenever Junior calls on her. But just once.
The three huntsmen entered the club without much trouble. Many of the gang members recognized Yang and Sera, but several went running when Yang activated her gauntlets. Neptune and Sera traded glances, then the blond blew the doors to the inner club down, and they all marched through.
The purple-eyed huntress cupped her hands around her mouth. "Junior!" she called, much like she did the last time she was here.
"Guess who's back~" Yang called.
Sera took in the familiar sight of the nightclub. Unsurprisingly, not much had changed. Black-suited goons filled the large room, dancing or getting drinks by the bar, or patrolling the club. Civilians were few and scattered, no doubt criminals themselves. Rave music bumped through the speakers, making the whole place seem to vibrate.
Suddenly, a dozen guns were pointed at the trio, and Yang's smile quickly turned into a look of annoyance. Sera glanced between each of the gang members and slowly reached for her own weapons. But before she could wrap her hand around the hilt of her sword, Junior pushed through his crowd of goons.
"Stop, stop!" he ordered them. When his eyes fell on the students, his face slackened. "Blondie! Snowball! You're here… Why?"
"Call me that again and I'll kill everyone in this room," Sera pointed at the gang leader. "We've come for information, what do you think?"
"Of course, you have," his shoulders sagged. "Come on," he gestured, and the gang members cleared a path for them. "Look if this is about your—"
"It's not," Sera interrupted before he could go further, but Yang still gave her a weird look. Junior went to his usual spot behind the bar and sighed as he pulled out a single whiskey glass and a bottle.
"Roman Torchwick," Yang stated. "We want to know everything you know about him."
"There's not much to tell," Junior poured liquor into his glass. "Only met the guy once, and never saw him again after that."
"So, you don't know what he's been up to?" Neptune asked.
"Nope."
"We need better than that, Xiong," Yang pounded her fist onto the bar, and Junior sighed.
"Look, he came in here one night, talked to me about hiring some of my guys, paid me, then left. And I never saw them again," Junior said impatiently.
"So where did they go?" Neptune asked, and everyone else turned to him.
"What kind of a stupid question is that? I never saw them again," he told the blue-haired guy. Then he turned to Yang and Sera and hooked a thumb at Neptune. "Who is this guy? Are these the kind of huntsman you have at Beacon?"
"Don't worry about him, worry about me if you don't tell me what I want!" Yang warned.
"That's all I know!" Junior retorted. "Torchwick took my guys, and I guess he wasn't happy with them. Which is something I can relate to!" he yelled that last bit at his goons loitering around the club.
Yang groaned. "Great. What do you know?"
"Regarding Torchwick? Nothing, that's what I keep telling you three," the gang leader said.
"Come on," Sera said. "Anything would be helpful." Junior didn't waver, he just kept looking down at the bar like he was silently wishing that these annoying teenagers would just leave. "Consider it as me owing a favor to you."
Yang shot her an alarmed look. "No, Sera, you don't wanna—"
"Deal," Junior said, then winked at Sera. Great, that's two favors that she owes Junior. "Word from one of my informants is that he's going to be at some White Fang rally. I don't know where or when. Hell, he might have already done it. That is all I know."
"And why the hell couldn't you just tell us that to start with?" Yang slammed a fist onto the bar.
"Because that's not how you bargain," Junior shrugged. "Now I have a huntress."
"For one job," Yang said.
A smile spread across Junior's face, and he glanced at Sera. "Yeah, one."
'Two, actually,' Sera thought with a groan.
"Wait," Neptune said. "Weren't Sun and Blake going to that White Fang rally?"
Yang and Sera's eyes widened.
"Shit, let's get outta here," Yang said, then she and Neptune headed for the exit. Before they could notice that Sera hadn't gone with them, the amnesiac turned to Junior.
"Anything yet?" she asked.
"No, nothing," the gang leader replied. "We're still looking into it. Nice going, by the way. Now you owe me two favors instead of just the one."
"Yeah, yeah," the huntress groaned and left the bar to catch up with her friends. "Are we heading to the rally?" she asked when she finally reached them.
"Damn right we are are," she said.
"What about all the Faunus?" Neptune asked.
"We'll have to cross that bridge when we get there," Sera said. Suddenly, Yang's scroll started to ring just as they'd gotten outside.
"It's Blake," Yang told them before answering the call.
"Torchwick!" the Faunus yelled. "At the White Fang rally! We need—"
"HEEELLLLPPP!" Sun's voice came through the device. "Torchwick has a robot and it's big, really big! He's inside of it, but like, it didn't eat him. He's—"
"Where are you guys?" Sera said into the scroll. Then they heard a loud metallic clanking off to their right, followed by the sound of someone screaming the word "help."
Sera could see Blake and Sun running across the rooftops of nearby buildings, with a giant robot chasing after them. Sun was right—the robot was big.
"Get on!" Yang jumped on Bumblebee and made the engine roar to life.
"Wait!" Sera said, then looked to Neptune. "You ready?"
They raised their fists, then brought them down in sync. Sera had her hand open, palm downwards. Neptune was holding a fist with his index and middle fingers extended.
"Damn," Sera muttered. "Best two out of three?"
"We don't have time for this!" Yang yelled at them.
"Fine!" Sera groaned and climbed into the sidecar. Neptune laughed triumphantly and climbed on to sit behind Yang. As soon as they were on, Yang twisted the throttle, and they went speeding after their friends. Sera grumbled to herself about unfair games of chance and drew her sword.
She tried to keep an eye on Roman and her friends, but Blake and Sun weren't making it easy. It's like they were trying to lead him somewhere, but she wasn't sure where until she saw the massive highway bridge nearby.
"Great," she said. "Here, plug this in!"
"Your scroll? Why?" Yang yelled over the wind.
"I've got the perfect soundtrack," she grinned. Yang rolled her eyes and did as she asked. Then the song Highway Star blasted through the speakers on Bumblebee. "Now, step on it, Blondie!"
Yang rolled her eyes, but she made the bike go faster. Once they got on the highway, they began to catch up to the large mech. Unfortunately, Roman wasn't making it easy for them. In his pursuit of Sun and Blake, he was using his mech to toss aside any vehicles unlucky enough to get in his way. To stay ahead of him, the two Faunus were leaping from car to car.
"Try to get closer!" Sera shouted over the noise of the highway.
"What do you think I'm doing?" Yang asked rhetorically. "Try and slow it down!"
"You don't say?" Sera returned her teammate's sarcasm.
Neptune put his goggles over his eyes and drew his trident, transforming it into its rifle form before taking aim at the large mech. Sera took an electric Dust crystal out of her pocket and slid it into the slot on her sword. As soon as she flipped the switch, bright, purple-colored electricity raced up the blade of her weapon, and she aimed the tip at Roman's mech. A blast of electricity hit the robot in the legs, but it didn't even react.
"Pfft, watch this," Neptune said. Then he shot at the mech, hitting it in the back with bolts of energy. Again, the mech wasn't effected.
"You were saying, Little Boy Blue?" Sera looked at him. Neptune just swung his rifle, transforming it back into a trident, then he leapt at the mech and plunged his three-tipped spear into its back. Unfortunately, now he had nowhere to go.
Neptune swung around and tried to keep hold of his weapon while Roman tried to shake him off. "Help!" he shouted.
Sun looked back at his teammate and rolled his eyes. Then the Faunus put his open palms together, and two identical clones of him made of golden light appeared at his sides. The clones raced forward, jumping from car to car until they slammed into Roman and dissipated. Seeing that his attack hadn't done much, Sun brought out his bo staff and leaped at Roman.
That just happened to be when Neptune was slung off of the mech and towards Blake and Sun. Neptune and his teammate collided in midair and were thrown off the highway, yelling their heads off the whole way down.
"Well," Sera shouted over the wind. "That was anticlimactic. What now?"
"Guys!" Weiss's voice came through their scrolls. "I'm in position!"
"Where?" Sera thought aloud. Suddenly a flash of white landed on the highway a hundred yards in front of them. Weiss landed nimbly and raised her rapier in her usual pose.
"The hell's she gonna do-?" the amnesiac asked.
Weiss brought the tip of her rapier onto the pavement, and a mountain of ice erupted from the ground just as Torchwick's mech would've collided with her. The Dust turned the concrete slippery with ice, and according to her plan, Roman went for a ride.
The mech lost its balance and fell to the ground, slipping right through the holo guardrail and off the highway. Weiss leaped after him, and Sera and Yang glanced at each other before the blond drove Bumblebee off the bridge. They landed with ease, and Sera immediately hopped off of the bike before it even stopped moving. She landed next to Ruby, Weiss, and Blake.
"Good plan, Rubes," the huntress said while drawing her sword. Ruby had lured Roman underneath the highway and away from civilians. It also made him stay in one place rather than chasing him on the road.
Yang landed next to them, and all five girls were reunited.
"It wasn't hard to put into action," the younger girl said with a smirk. "Roman's kind of a tool."
"I heard that," Roman's voice came through his mech's PA system.
"Don't care!" Sera called back while she checked to make sure her shotgun was loaded and ready to go. Roman promptly began to approach them in the mech.
"The mech's stolen," Blake told her friends.
"I know," Ruby said. "General Ironwood was presenting one in town earlier. Pretty high-end tech."
"This'll have to wait!" Yang warned. The Atlesian mech raised its guns at them, and that's when Sera noticed the White Fang logo painted on its shoulder.
Ruby cocked her scythe. "Freezer Burn!"
Weiss and Yang leapt into action. The heiress plunged her rapier into the ground and turned the pavement to ice while Yang jumped directly into the air and brought her fists down. As soon as her gauntlets exploded, the ice shattered and turned to thick fog on contact.
Sera dashed to the side and found a concrete support pillar to hide behind. She'd been through this a dozen times. "Freezer Burn" was the codename for Yang and Weiss's team attack. There was a name for every pair on team RWBY, including Sera, too.
Red lasers glared through the fog, and the amnesiac assumed that it must've been the robot's targeting systems. She saw a flash of yellow dash in front of her and towards Roman, then she also saw Blake across the way. With a grin, she rushed out and towards Torchwick.
Yang slammed her fist into Roman, then kept running to avoid the targeting sensors. Blake did the same with Gambol Shroud, then it was Sera's turn. Using Amethystus Igneous, she sliced across the mech's right leg. She must've hit something important, cut a fuel line or something, because the robot seemed to shudder once her blade cleaved across.
Roman suddenly turned to the left and fired an orb of energy and happened to hit both Blake and Yang. Ruby dashed out of nowhere and appeared in front of the robot, slashing its "face" several times before jumping back to rejoin her team. Her attack did its job though—distracting Torchwick.
"What now?" Yang asked.
Without hesitation, the team leader ordered, "Checkmate!" Then Blake and Weiss leapt into action, taking turns slashing at Roman with their respective weaponry.
"Sunbreak!" Ruby said, then it was Sera and Yang's turn. They rushed forward, then Sera turned around to her teammate. Yang interlaced her fingers, and Sera planted her foot in her hands.
"You ready?" the blond asked.
"Just make sure you do what you're supposed to," she smirked. Then Yang flung her as hard as she could into the air, and Sera couldn't help but grin while the wind rushed through her hair.
One of her and Yang's "team attacks" were for the blond to throw her into the air and onto the back of their opponent so that she could do some major damage. Or at least that's what the intention was. They hadn't practiced it that much.
Instead of landing on the mech's back, Sera nearly missed the thing entirely. Luckily, one of the robot's arms happened to swing underneath her, and she grabbed on, her fingers desperately trying to find a handhold.
The huntress finally swung herself onto its shoulder and climbed onto the top of its back. Torchwick tried to throw her off, but she held on tight. She used all of her strength and concentrated all of her aura into her fist before punching into what she thought was a weak spot on the mech. With a grin, she pulled out a handful of circuitries attached to a spherical object with flashing lights. As soon as she tore it out, a muffled beeping alarm sounded from the mech. Presumably from the cockpit.
"This looks important!" she announced while she held the tech aloft, then tossed it aside.
"Why you little-!" Roman said. He was interrupted by a particular flaming sword plunging into the robot. Hopefully into the cockpit.
"That looked a little more important!" she said. Suddenly, two wide slots opened on the mech's shoulders and presented a dozen small missiles. Unfortunately, some of them were directly in Sera's face. "Uh-oh," her eyes widened. She pulled her sword out, then used her legs to push away as hard as she could. But not before drawing her shotgun and blasting the mech in the face for good measure. Sera flew backwards and into a backflip before landing beside Yang and Ruby.
"Nice throw," the amnesiac muttered.
"Hey, you're really light!" Yang retorted.
"Uh, guys!" Ruby alerted. Sera turned to see a volley of the missiles flying directly towards them. Fortunately, Blake had it covered. After they landed, the monochromatic girls went to work preparing for the next attack. Weiss's glyphs glowed a bright yellow, and Blake's aura responded to it. The black-haired girl sliced Gambol Shroud through the air in a fashion similar to shadow boxing. Golden energy sliced apart the air until it collided with the missiles and caused them to explode in a fiery inferno.
"Ladybug!" Ruby ordered, sprinting towards Roman. She blasted towards its legs with the recoil from Crescent Rose to slash its blade against the mech's legs, then Blake joined to do the same with Gambol Shroud. After striking several times, they jumped upwards to effectively slice its right arm off.
"Ooh!" Sera flinched. "Gotsta hurt."
"He's about to hurt more!" Yang leaped forward, landing directly on the mech's front before explosively landing punches with Ember Celica.
"Wow," Sera commented while she took the opportunity to reload her shotgun and holster it. Unfortunately for Yang, Roman wasn't going to take that lying down. The thrusters on the mech's back flared to life when it leapt forward and into a concrete pillar. Yang fell, apparently dazed from the impact, then before anyone to rush to her aid, Roman punched her through the pillar.
"Yang!" the purple-eyed girl shouted.
"Don't worry," Ruby said. "Watch."
Sera drew her sword, but she waited to see what Ruby meant. Yang's hair burned golden and flared to life, her eyes turning from lilac to an angry red. She raised her fists, and when Roman's mech tried to punch her again, Yang's punch won. It completely shattered the mech's arm, and the blond was left standing among the wreckage in her burning aura. That was, until Roman kicked her in the chest and sent her flying back.
"Oh, right," Sera murmured. "Super Saiyan."
"Super what?" Ruby asked.
"Never mind," she said. "We better help!"
"And how do you plan on doing that?" Weiss asked.
"Snow Cone!" Ruby ordered. Sera immediately loaded ice Dust into her sword while Weiss did her own preparing. A white glyph appeared horizontally in the air, and Sera stood behind it, prepared to swing.
"Fire!" Weiss said, and the amnesiac swung her sword as if she was hitting a practice dummy, but every time her sword passed through, an icy white projectile flew towards the mech. Whenever one made contact, ice spread across the metal and froze it in place. Off to the side, Blake threw Gambol Shroud to Yang and swung her towards Roman. Yang used the recoil from Ember Celica to assist Blake, and it paid off.
When Yang's fist collided with the side of the mech, she completely blew it apart until only Roman was standing amidst the carnage. He nonchalantly dusted himself off, muttering to himself.
Yang glared at the orange-haired man with red eyes, then threw a projectile explosive at him. Before it could even connect, a pink blur landed in front of him and absorbed it. A frilly pink parasol twirled until it rested on the shoulder of Roman's defender.
And she was immediately recognized by none other than the purple-eyed girl on the team of huntresses.
"You!" Sera pointed. The ice cream girl sarcastically blew a kiss at her and winked.
"Ladies," Roman tipped his hat. "Ice Queen."
"Hey!" Weiss said.
"Always a pleasure. Neo, if you would?" the thief said. The pink girl, Neo, dipped forward and posed with her parasol. She stood there for a few moments, completely still.
Sera blinked, wondering what the heck she was doing. Then Yang dashed forward and sent her fist into them so hard they broke—or at least that's what it looked like. The likenesses of the two criminals shattered like glass and fell to the ground.
Then she heard engines roar to life, and the five girls looked up to see Roman and Neo standing inside of a Bullhead airship. It shot like a bullet into the horizon.
"That was her," Sera said when she and the rest of the team reached Yang. "That was the girl I fought at the docks."
"The one that kicked your butt?" Ruby said.
"I KICKED HER BUTT, I TOLD YOU THAT!" Sera shouted, but she wasn't angry, so it was amusing to watch.
"Whoa, touchy," Blake said.
"I guess that girl really made our plans… fall apart?" Weiss said out of nowhere. The four other girls looked at her with blank stares.
"No," Yang said before walking away.
"What?" Weiss demanded.
"Just… no," Sera told her before following her teammate.
"But they do it, too," Weiss told Ruby and Blake.
"There's a time and a place for jokes," said Blake.
"Well at least I'm trying!" Weiss stamped her foot before following her team.
. . .
The five of them caught the nearest airship going back to Beacon after their fight with Roman, then immediately went to bed. Quite an anticlimactic way to end the night, but it's not like there was anything else they could do. Besides, they were exhausted.
It was like three in the morning, and Sera was tired. She fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow of her sleeping bag. Seriously, she needs to get Ozpin to hook her up with a bed of her own or something. This floor stuff was getting old.
Unfortunately, she had another long night of restless dreams ahead of her. Not another vision-like dream like after the first fight against Roman. Just more aimless drifting through a sea of hazy darkness. She'd hear voices every now and then, but never anything that she could make out. Dreams like that didn't happen every night, but it happened enough to get on her nerves.
The next day, she woke up to a message on her scroll. A message from Qrow, telling her to meet in their usual spot.
Two hours later, she was standing on the balcony in her Beacon uniform and patiently waiting. Then her scroll rang, and she pulled it out to see that Qrow was trying to "holo-call" her. With a frown, she hit the answer button, then set the device onto the railway. Qrow's upper torso appeared above the scroll in a hologram, and Sera took a moment just to marvel at the advancements of technology.
"Hey, kiddo," Qrow said, his voice coming through the scroll's speaker.
"What's up, old man? That 'top secret special mission' kicking your ass yet?" she asked.
Qrow smirked. "I heard about that big party you had last night against that criminal in downtown Vale."
"Word travels fast, huh?"
"And I also heard that you've been talking to that gang leader. Junior," he said pointedly.
Sera gulped. "Heard about that, eh?"
Qrow sighed. "What're you doing, Snowball? You don't want to be hanging around that kind of crowd. Especially if those guys got you to do something for them."
"…Funny story, actually," she trailed off.
"You did not," Qrow sighed again. "What do they got you doing?"
"I, uh, sort of owe Junior a favor… or two."
"Two favors? Are you kidding me, kid?" he facepalmed. "I'll see if I can get you out of it. You're not the only one with underground connections, you know."
"You don't have to," she blurted. "I mean, this is my mess. I can take care of it."
"No, you can't, kid. These gang types, they don't just let stuff slide that easily. And if they have you doing something for them… you might just get arrested and kicked out of Beacon. Heck, you could be killed, Sera," he told her.
"Well don't sugarcoat it, whatever you do," she chuckled.
"I'll get on it in a while. I think my guy could get Junior to forget those favors you owe him."
"…Thanks, Qrow," she released the breath she was holding. "I was starting to worry about all that."
"I bet so, kid," the huntsman ran his fingers through his hair. "Besides that, I hear you and your team did pretty well last night against that piece of Atlas tech. Ruby and Yang seem to like you, and those other two don't seem too bad either."
"Yeah, I guess we did kick his ass," she folded her arms behind her head.
"Almost like real huntresses. Now you just need to get your act together, and you five might just be dangerous one day."
"Funny," she said.
"Eh, I try. Not very hard, but I try."
"Is that all you wanted?" she cleared her throat.
"Pretty much, just wanted to check in and see how things are going. Still no update on the memory problems?"
She shook her head. "Nope, still got nothing."
"And your combat training? Still getting your butt kicked by the rest of the student body?" he asked.
"I'm doing pretty good with combat, actually. Some students are hard to take down, but most aren't too bad. The shotgun helps a lot, by the way," she said.
"You're welcome," he nodded. "But fighting comes easily? Hope you're keeping up with studies as well."
"Don't worry, my grades are alright. I hope," she looked off in the distance.
"Funny," Qrow said. "And the fighting?"
She blinked, wondering why he was so insistent about her combat training. "Yeah, just comes naturally. I still practice and exercise as much as possible, of course, but yeah, fighting comes pretty easily."
"Good," he nodded.
"If I may ask," she said, getting Qrow's attention. "Why so curious about how I'm doing with combat training?"
He studied her for a minute. "As a huntress in training, you need to be ready for anything."
"That's vague," Sera said, raising an eyebrow.
Qrow smirked. "Might wanna get used to it, kid. There's going to be lots of vague answers in your future."
"You're not ever going to give a straight answer, huh?"
"Probably not," he laughed. "Oh, before I forget—how'd that meeting with Ironwood go?"
Sera froze. Her mind immediately went back to when she'd overheard the conversation between Ozpin, Ironwood, and Goodwitch. The only person who knew she'd heard, as far as she knew, was Penny Polendina.
"Good," she told him. "He said he could help. But I'm still confused about why it's such a big deal to tell others about me. I mean, Ozpin said that the other headmasters might not give him the student rosters unless they were told. So, why not?"
"Hm," Qrow thought for a moment. "It's… a delicate situation. Relationships between kingdoms is still a little touchy. That's why the Vytal Festival is so important. It strengthens our bond."
"You think he could get the info we need when the festival comes around?" she thought aloud.
"Maybe. No way of knowing until we get there, Snowball."
She rolled her eyes. "Would you stop calling me that?"
"Probably not," he smirked. "You should probably get going, kiddo. Don't need to be skipping class or anything."
Sera sighed. That was probably all of the information she was going to get out of anyone for now.
"Yeah," she agreed. "Okay."
Qrow's expression softened. "If you need anything, just call."
'You should call your nieces, is what you should do,' she thought to herself.
"You got it, old man," she gave a two-fingered salute. With a final wave from the older huntsman, his hologram disappeared, and she was alone on the terrace. The white-haired girl sighed and leaned onto the railway, folding her arms while she looked across Beacon's campus.
Hopefully, Qrow can get her out of the deal with Junior. But on the other hand, she was the one who'd gotten herself into that. Even more troubling, no one seemed to be able to find anything about her. It was like she didn't even exist.
Until she or someone else found something out, all she could do was sit and wait. Or rather, train and learn all she could in the school she was allowed to attend. So, that's what she'd do. She said that she wanted to be a huntress, and that's what she'd do.
And she'd be the best goddamn huntress in Remnant. First, she needed to prepare.
Sera allowed a smile to spread across her face, and she left the terrace with a set goal in mind. It looks like she was going to follow Goodwitch's advice after all. She'd consult her teammates to improve in areas that she was lacking.
While she walked through the halls of Beacon, her mind brimmed with ideas on how she could go about improving herself. Hell, she even considered trying to make more friends. Besides RWBY, JNPR, and Cerulean, she didn't exactly have many allies. There was always the rest of Cerulean's team, but she still wasn't sure how to feel about them. Meallan seemed a little off, and all she knew about Harlequin and Antonio were their names.
Velvet Scarlatina came to mind, the girl she'd helped in the cafeteria when Cardin and his team were making fun of her for being a Faunus. She was nice enough, so Sera contemplated reaching out to her.
Another thought entered her mind. As far as she knew, the only weapons she knew how to use were her sword and shotgun. What if she was skilled with other weapon types, and she just didn't know it? She'd have to pay a visit to one of the practice rooms.
With those thoughts in mind, the purple-eyed girl grinned to herself and formulated a to-do list for her to complete.
Nothing was going to stand in her way.