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-Was the only response that Shiki got to the yo-yo comment before the gates finally swung open and Blake quietly dropped out of the the tree-
"..."
Was... was that...?
"Ruby???"
Blake was across the ground separating them in a flash, her head swimming with all sorts of questions that couldn't decide which order to come out of her mouth as she skidded to a halt in front of her leader(?) and just kind of... stared for a few seconds as her brain caught up.
"...That is you, right?" she finally settled on, wincing slightly at the loudness of Krieg nearby.
@york @OrlandoBloomers @Krieg @all the people I missed who were next to these people
"Another one...?" Shiki mused in mock exasperation, as though spying her second roach in as many minutes. She let Ruby's arm go after a moment, a bit annoyed that the kid and her associate didn't seem to know anything useful. "Where are her ears?"
None of this sat well with her. She hardly knew a thing about anyone here as it was, but for a duo to step off the bus at a different time from everyone else... and for it to be someone one of their number knew, to boot... it seemed just a little too convenient for her tastes.
And for Pete's sake, where the hell were the people who actually knew a single thing about why they were here?! All these camp counselors and their ilk seemed about as airheaded as the stereotype painted them. It occurred to her that she might've just been irritable because she wanted to kill something already. If this was the old Shiki, the one who fell into the void and never came back out, she probably would've just picked a target at random and waited for the opportune moment to strike, but... her ethics now demanded she only kill things that threatened the existence of others. Things that deserved it. It was a limited existence, finding purpose in life through death but being unable to kill all but 1% of things, because of something as banal as humanity and compassion.
Bleh.
"Blaaake!" Ruby shouted, she looked pretty ecstatic to say the least to see Blake suddenly hop down from a tree, dashing towards her quickly, and hugging Blake... After a moment, what Blake was actually saying registered with her "Heh... Of course it's me Blakey!" she said, giggling a little.
"... And what's wrong with her?", she continued in the same questioning, bitingly sarcastic tone, placing one hand on her hip and running the other through her hair as she observed the scene with mild disapproval.
The question apparently came from mid hug as Blake's own dash met Ruby's head on, the ensuing attackle hug almost knocking Blake off her feet as let out a small 'oof!' in surprise that was followed by a breathless giggle as she returned the hug with a tight squeeze. Her eyes drifted shut as she took a deep breath, and the tenseness in her shoulders slowly faded along with the ensuing exhale as she held her teammate close.
Theraputic wonders that a hug from one of the Rose-Xiao Long sisters could provide aside, the simple fact that one of her teammates was here with her turned this whole mess from a daunting, terrifying, and confusing task to get home to... well, a daunting, terrifying and confusing task to get home still, but with one of the few people she'd willingly opened her doors to ever since she'd become dissillusioned with both the White Fang and humanity.
After a few more seconds of just absorbing the emotional warmth of the hug, she took another breath and separated slightly (or at least tried anyways), a small frown on her face as she regarded her leader. "Why didn't you tell me that you were having the same dreams I was-"
...
Unless she wasn't.
Like mentioned earlier, Blake was quick witted when she wanted to be. Ruby would of had no reason to keep it secret if she was having the same problem Blake was, and if everyone had the same dreams before ending up here, and they were pulled from multiple worlds... there was a chance, and probably a good one, that this wasn't even the same Ruby from her own world.
After a few more seconds of thought, she decided that didn't matter. Just because it wasn't her Ruby, didn't mean it wasn't Ruby Rose, one of the kindest and bravest students at Beacon. Barring some serious twists in the world that this Ruby was from, there wasn't any reason to trust her less.
All this serious thinking aside, Sophie's nervous wave and hello was a sharp jolt of a reminder that Blake had just turned into an emotional, huggy, and maybe slightly teary eyed mess in front of all the others that had stayed back. Not going to do wonders for her intimidating demeanor, and she quickly broke the hug with a small cough and gave Sophie a short nod of greeting as she stared her down with mild suspicion.
"Are you a friend of Ruby's?"
@york @whoever else be near the hugfest
"..."
How disappointing. The way she carried herself in the tree had made Shiki wonder if this Blake was another person capable enough to be considered reliable, along with the old man; but she was apparently just another dorky, emotional kid. A shame.
Shrugging it off, she narrowed her eyes and cocked her head to the side before speaking again, tone even more flatly deadpan than ever.
"I don't like them. Either of them. People don't just appear on buses that aren't running," she cautioned, turning to leave the cuddle puddle to their own devices. "The fact that there are inconsistencies even though you two seem to know each other is reason enough not to trust her; any number of things could be different between your world and hers. She's not the girl you know... so don't go getting too comfy."
That cynical bit of advice delivered, she turned and strode through the camp gates herself. She wasn't high on the idea of retreading the same ground as the others did, so she opted to poke around the camp facilities by herself to see what she could find. She didn't need directions; she was surprisingly accustomed to just wandering around until she found something of interest to her.
@york @Schnee Corp Lawyer @*boulevard of broken dreams playing in distance*