"you got everything? Tootbrush? Scroll? Um.. you have enough money, right? You need a scarf too. Want me to go back and get you one? I need to make a contingency plan in case your luggage gets--" The voice starting us off is one of worry and fretting. The voice of a concerned parent, a parent whose little girl is leaving home for the first real time. But that voice is cut off by a duo of higher pitched voices, both belonging to his daughters.
"Dad! Stop it!" they say the very same thing at the very same, as if they have done this many times before. The father is at the wheel driving their little red economical car, Yang is riding shotgun and Ruby is in the backseat. Ruby leans up and speaks in an excited, happy tone when their father stops his worrywarting.
"Oh this is so exciting! You're going to Beacon! BEACON!" A loud exclamation from the small girl causes their father, Taiyang, to lean faintly to his left. But Yang is almost face to face with her little sister, half turned in the seat.
"All my friends! I'm finally gonna get a license!" A pause. Taiyang's eyes grow and he braces himself. He has seen this before. Both girls are drawing in big breaths. And then as one they let out a joined scream of joy, both of them hopping up and down in their seats.
The car pulls up to the port, an amazing variety of both air and water transports wherever you would look. Normally Ruby would be looking over all the vehicles with her unique bit of fascination. But today is different. Today her big sister and closest (almost only) friend is leaving. She had been excited. But now perhaps the reality of the situation is setting in. The little family stands at one of the terminal entrances, seeming to be in their own little world. Silence, interrupted only by the passing conversations of other travelers. And then Ruby breaks that silence, as she is often to do. She hugs Yang so tightly around the waist (Yang is a bit taller than Ruby after all) and Yang smiles widely and she hugs Ruby around the shoulders. Ruby's voice is a little shakey.
"So… so you'll text me… and all… and send me pictures of weapons ya see… and…" She falls quiet now, and Yang's smile is a melancholy one. One arm releases Ruby and she ruffles the younger girl's hair, which causes Ruby to immediately pull away from her and swat at her hands with sudden frustration.
"Ya know I will, Rubes. I'll keep ya up ta date, okay?" She nods to her little sister, Ruby just nodding blankly. Yang then turns to Taiyang, who has just been watching his girls with a proud and happy smile. "Okay kid, you need to scoot." He approaches Yang, and they embrace. Instinctively Yang buries her face into the crook of his neck. "Heeey hey" he says softly, soothingly. He rubs her back as he holds her close, his eyes closing a little. Yang says nothing as she continues to hug him. "Okay, little Huntress." he says in barely a whisper to his girl, his hand caressing her thick golden hair now as he holds her. "Go make us proud, okay? Go make your mom and your uncle proud. Go on and be the legend you are, kiddo." A calming breath is drawn in by Yang, and she pulls away from her dad as she nods. Her eyes are rimmed with faint tears that she refuses to allow to fall. And with a bright smile she looks between them and turns abruptly, running through the open doors as she waves back to them. Ruby leans against her father, and he puts his arm around her slim shoulders as they watch Yang move out of sight.
It takes nearly 30 minutes for the airship to get from the western shore of Vale to Beacon. Yang spent the time uncharacteristically quiet. Perhaps for her the realization of events is coming about also. While she is quiet, she still keeps a cheerful smile as she watches the passing landscape very far below her. And then they dock at Beacon…
A fast walk is her pace as she exits the airship, now her half smile drawn into a sort of giddy grin. She steps upon the grounds proper of Beacon Academy, her lilac colored eyes scanning the crowd gathered. The new and returning students. And suddenly from within that crowd someone screams….
"YANG!"
"JANNA!"
Is Yang's response, at the top of her voice. She goes into a sudden sprint, and is met by a young girl (almost seeming to be Yang's age) with auburn hair. She wears light armor of leather, a pair of escrima sticks strapped to her thigh. The two embrace as they laugh loudly… almost maniacally? Together they hop up and down, turning in a circle as they do. Another 3 students walk up to them, all of them smiling widely.
" 'S about time, Yanggo. Thought you wasn't coming" says a very large young man, seeming to be made of nothing but muscle. Yang lets go of Janna and grins to the large man
"You wish, Yokon." She shakes her fist at him as she laughs. He laughs also, holding his hand out in surrender.
"Well, we finally made it. This isn't the Patch School anymore, gang." The young man speaking stands straight and proper, his hands folded behind his back as he looks around them towards the other students. His name is Zedmere, and he is clad in leather armor similar to Janna's.
Yang sighs as she follows Zedmere's gaze
"Nope. This is the big time, folks." She then looks to the others
"We're gonna rule this damn place!" They all laugh merrily as one, and then Yokon motions towards a food stand. "Let's get eats." Zedmere nods, and the small group begins to move off. Janna motions for Yang to follow as she stands motionless, just watching them. She smiles as she shakes her head, motioning she'll catch up. Janna shrugs, going into a jog to catch the others.
Now Yang stands alone in the crowd, a wide smile on her lips. More than one of the passerby students take notice of her. For the most part they are all new, new to being Hunters and Huntresses. But hormones are still a thing, and… I mean look at Yang. Eesh.
Now she starts to walk, her bright eyes looking towards all those around her with curiosity. Her smile makes her seem welcoming, doing nothing to make herself seem intimidating. As she sometimes does in situations like this. Her dad said that there would be some that really stand out… and those that don't want to stand out. For example… the girls in the strange dresses. They… remind her of… a pair of young ladies she had to beat the shit out of a couple weeks ago. But that's a tale for another time. Another person seeming to want to keep themselves rather hidden from the sight of others. The cloak, its color and condition, almost reminds her of someone from Vacuo. Is that one a Faunus? Is that why they are all hidden? Yang hopes not. No one should ever have to hide themselves for fear of the reaction of others. She broke a guy's jaw once that was harassing a nice Faunus lad in a club once. Her eyes drift towards the man sitting on the bench, a cute guy with purple in his outfit. Huh… almost nearly the same shade as her own eyes.
It's strange, isn't it? The way these 5 very strange strangers find themselves in close proximity. Chance? Maybe. Planned? Well maybe partially. Maybe the powers that be, the ones that put many of them in this Academy had an idea (a hope) that a chance meeting like this would happen.
As she now stands still…. if you were to draw a straight line from Mec to Uni to Noire to Clint and back to Mec… Yang would be standing in the center of that rectangle.
She reaches into the pouch at her hip, pulling out her scroll. She rolls her eyes and starts to type on the transparent screen with her thumbs. She types out… 'Yes I made it dad. I'll call later. Love you too.' Her scroll folds up and she kind of spins it in her hand as she looks around herself. She feels good. This is going to be great.
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