TO THE BEST OF ALL, BEGIN PROCESS.
What a wonderful day.
Ruby Rose awoke in her own room, hearing the clock nearby ring insistently. It was sorta bugging her—allowing her to silence it mere seconds later, letting out a yawn. “Oof…” Ruby mumbled, sitting up, allowing he soft legs to rest against the rim of the place she called a resting area. “Another day for school…wait—was there homework?!” Casually using her semblance to get dressed more faster than a man pulling out—she got dressed in her clothes, and breezed down to see…
NO COOKIES!?
“Wha-?! I was saving them for today!” Ruby sulked, as she heard a chuckle from a bit far from her—Yang Xiao Long, her older sister. “Sorry sis—guess today’s not going great at the start, eh?” She was already ready for boring lessons, though her vest was a bit unbuttoned—evident by a small headache. Hangovers.
“I wanted those cookies…”
- TRANSITION -
So—with that mildly confusing fumble in the morning, the half siblings went to the other two in the team—one Blake Belladonna and Weiss Schnee. Their teammates. As they reunite, the team began to make small talk.
About what? Homework? Any new skills each teammate made with their semblances? Or just senseless rambles that ease their brains (except Weiss, who oddly felt content without the need). The same repeated footsteps happened each day would happen even today as well, as the school of Beacon will just appear inevitably.
“Well, here we go….another jab at our energies.” Yang grumbled, earring a roll of eyes from Weiss, shrugging her shoulders whilst her arms were crossed. “Behave accordingly towards the regulations—that behavior may very well jeapordize your future.”
“Didn’t think good ol’ Snow Queen was the “good kid”.” Yang made a lighthearted jab. “Chillax.”
“….Yang Xiao Long, you little-!”
MISSING: RUBY ROSE AND BLAKE BELLADONNA
Uhh..where’s Ruby and Blake?
That was the question both girls had in their heads, before losing consciousness.
- ???? -
“Ah-!” Yang jolted up, feeling a sudden ache in her head once more. No damn way, was the hangover really that bad? “Ruby?! Blake?!” She earned a little “huh?” from both, which caused relief for the blondie, and a sense of ease for Weiss. “Where did we end up?”
Then the sudden “POP!” sounded out—four adults. Qrow, Ironwood, Glynda and Ozpin. Well then, this would be interesting.
“Hey, kids—all of you alright?” Qrow asked, trying to grab his weapon for safety precautions, but found himself weaponless. The others the same way.
“don’t be afraid. I can be trusted.” The blackboard displayed those words, allowing those present to ease everybody—for the sole exceptions of Glynda and Ironwood. “Can you, now?” Glynda spoke, reluctant to accept the situation as safe one. They were knocked out and for what? No knowledge of how to leave?
“You act cowardly.” Ironwood spoke to the blackboard—as it showed a frowny face to the man’s cold words. “For all we know—you very well may be an enemy to all.”
“Be nice!” The blackboard displayed—annoyed, before it changed text. “Regardless, slander aside: the eight of you are here for…reactions.”
“…are you serious?” Blake mumbled, blinking a few times. “…did—did you just-?” Weiss had a similar thought process, though out of all of them—Ozpin was the most calm amongst all of them. “If you don’t harm us, then we won’t harm whoever is in charge of our situation. Is that fair?”
“Good enough.” The blackboard displayed—before changing its text into a “:)”. “Now, all of you relax as best as you can—it’s time to view whatever I think of.”
”This is a bad idea.” Weiss thought, but allowed herself to sit down anyway, as the blackboard now presented whatever scene would be shown.