"What's in it," Ruby asked, poking the box curiously.
"Ruby, don't be a dolt," Weiss scolded her, smacking her hand away before placing the box in her lap. It was a 2' cube made of white cardboard, wrapped in a icy blue bow. The Schnee insignia was branded on all sides, and a note was tucked between the bow and the box.
"Best wishes from home. Hope you're doing well. Sincerely, Mr. Schnee." Weiss sighed softly, crumpling up the note in her hand.
"What's wrong, Weiss," I asked worriedly. It looked liked a really cute gift. I wasn't sure why she was so upset about it.
"That… that was his secretary's handwriting…"
It was an awkward few minutes where we didn't really know what to do. I don't think any of us had ever seen Weiss vulnerable before. She looked really, really hurt- like she'd gotten her hopes up and had just been let down. I wasn't sure if hugging her was the best route to take… She wasn't really a hugging kind of person.
"I'm sorry, Weiss…" I took the box out of her hands and Ruby went in for the hug I didn't give. Weiss sighed softly before regaining her composure.
"Might as well see what it is," she shrugged. She reached for a nail file on her desk and started to cut through the tape that held the box closed. We watched her as she opened the box so slowly- she always took her time with things and made sure to do them nice and neat. Ruby or I would've clawed our way through the box by now, desperate to see what was inside.
"Brushes," Ruby asked curiously when Weiss had finally opened the box. I watched as Weiss pulled out four similar brushes. Each one was in a different color, but it took me a few seconds before I realized that they matched each of us. One was black and painted with red trims, the second and third were harsh contrasts to one another- ivory with ebony trims, and onyx with ivory trims, and the last was a cute, strawberry blonde with a lilac trim.
"Here…" Weiss handed us the brushes that were clearly meant for the rest of us. I had no idea what they were made out of, they looked so beautiful and fragile. They had intricate patterns carved into them, with Team RWBY stenciled in glossy paint along the handle. I doubted if they were even meant to be used to brush hair and not just ornaments for one's bathroom to look classy. Weiss had a lot of expensive looking trinkets and stuff- we'd learned the hard way that even her pillow was made with ridiculously rare Nevermore chick down feathers- but I'd never seen something that looked this inherently expensive.
"Well, tell whomever is to credit we say thanks." Blake took her brush between her fingers, testing the bristles.
I wasn't really too ecstatic about the brushes. It was hell brushing my hair by myself and Ruby'd given up on helping me a looooong time ago. I took it though. Why not?