We were teasing Pyrrha about it months ago when Yang got her car." Jaune may be dense when it comes to Pyrrha's feelings, but he's a guy, and I know your sister knew. "Don't play dumb with me, Ruby," Nora declared, her voice low and dangerous. The carrot-top had her pinned to the wall and was glaring at her through tear-filled eyes. It was at that moment that Nora threw her into a nearby empty classroom. “Without a single doubt, sir,” she replied with absolute and total conviction. The rest of Apricot will not be briefed on this aspect of the mission it will all be on you.”
Do not try to kill her - she's too good for that - merely retreat and try to contact help. This will most likely require you to lie to her face, and should the worst come to pass, you might have to fight her. The second - and arguably more important - is to monitor Specialist Winter Schnee and discover the exact nature of her treason. The first is to secure a newly discovered archeological site, clearing away all Grimm until a more permanent security force arrives and checking it for any surprises. Let me finish,” Ironwood told her sternly. Which is why it’s volunteer only,” said General Ironwood calmly as Ruby stood before him. “Ruby, this is perhaps the most dangerous assignment I will ever send you on. Off to the side, a fuming Nora turned and stormed out of the room. "Now, let's see how well you can perform with an opponent." She tilted her head and pulled away, drawing Miló and Akoúo̱. "And you'll never have to," she promised. "You're amazing, you know that? I don't know what I'd do without you." "Thanks, Pyrrha," he said with a grateful smile. "Jaune, I-I." - she looked down and shook her head before lifting her head and meeting his gaze again - ".I want you to know that I'm just happy to be a part of your life. You've grown so much since we started training, and I know this is just the beginning."
I've never met someone so determined to better themselves. "I know this can be frustrating," she said tenderly, "and it can feel like so much effort to progress such a small amount, but I want you to know that I'm proud of you. The redhead placed her left hand comfortingly on his shoulder and reached up with her right to his chin, tilting his head back up to lock eyes with him. Jaune relaxed, and Pyrrha walked up to him. "Hyah!" Jaune finished the sequence with another diagonal slash. "Hyah!" This time, he lashed out with a diagonal slash. "Go."Īt her command, Jaune thrust Crocea Mors forward. "Right," he muttered apologetically as he adjusted his footing. "Don't forget to keep your front foot forward." "Keep your grip tight." Her eyes glanced down. "Shield up," she said, nodding approvingly as he took up his fighting stance. "Alright, Jaune, just like we practiced," Pyrrha said as she stood back with Ren and Nora at the edge of the training room Team JNPR had claimed. With any luck, Weiss would never know that her elder ever visited the city. In but a few hours, she would be landed safely in Vale, where her sister was. Winter reexamined the map as the course changes were made and was pleased with the result. The speaker near the microphone replied back with the voice of an Atlesian Knight. “Pilot, adjust your heading three degress to starboard.” Reaching over and grabbing a microphone, she spoke into it in a calm, authoritative voice. She looked down and noticed an inconsistency.
There was no one in the four kingdoms of Remnant or Menagerie that she could trust to hear this without risking their lives in the process. She needed to talk to someone, anyone, about what was happening, but she couldn’t. She had hidden it well enough from her compatriots, but inside, her nerves were wearing away.Īll these secrets and lies were tearing away at her soul, and she didn’t know how much longer she could keep on like this. Ever since that day when she had found Weiss at Park Place, she had been hounded by mental instability. They were getting more frequent these days. She couldn’t tell if she had been sleeping or not.Īnother flashback, another accursed flashback. Her breath was ragged, her eyes were wide, her hands were shaking. Winter slammed her hands down against the navigation station and the holographic map built into it. “Quiet, you boob! That much noise will only get you killed against the Grimm. There was an echoing slap, and Weiss tumbled to the ground. “I got it! Winter, did you see? I got it!” Why didn't you use your aura? What are we spending all that money on those worthless tutors for if this is the result?” “Yes, and I’m sure you’ll agree once you’re sober enough to walk straight. “Don’t you ‘dear,’ me, you gold-digging hyrax.
Dear, must you make such a mess? Blood is always a pain to get rid of.” “Stupid girl! You’re too loud for this early.” The sound of glass shattering broke the air.
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