One Good Turn Deserves Another

Chapter 3

Another chapter, and this one is the first one I'm "meh" or unsure on. I needed to have this for plot purposes, and after this is where some of the pseudo-romance can begin. But I still stress, it will be slowly! But anyway yeah, I'm a little meh on this chapter. I've tried to portray Weiss in a way that reflects her having accepted Blake, and being on the way to the friendly camaraderie they had on the train when Weiss hands Blake a specialised dust cartridge just for her (though personally I swear it was a Guitar Hero console.) So I apologise if Weiss seems slightly OoC, just let me know and I will try to fix it.

On a side note, thanks to the people who suggested I capitalise the team names, I will do that from now on, but apologise if one or two slipped through here. I'll say again though, the image is "not" to do with the story, it's my own visual novel character. Sorry to the person who mentioned it – xD

P.s. Neo is now my favourite character ever after watching her fight with Yang, holy crap. What sass! +100 points for stylish mocking.

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Chapter 3

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It had taken around forty hours for Jaune to wake from his injury induced coma, and the message had arrived on the scrolls of team JNPR during their lunch break.

Nora had whooped happily before jumping to her feet, and although Ren and Pyrrha had risen with more calm grace there had still been an obvious sign of relief and urgency to their motions. Blake had been spared from coming up with an excuse to tag along when Ruby suggested that their team go to wish him well too.

True to her word Blake had been carefully taking down notes through their studies and copying them at night to create a second well-laid out set of papers. Ruby had offered to help, but the young girl's notes were illegible and sporadic enough as it were so Blake had politely explained that she wanted to do this alone as thanks to Jaune.

Weiss and herself were the last ones to enter the infirmary, neither of them being ones to sprint down the corridors unless it was truly necessary. And unlike a late class, Jaune wasn't going anywhere in the short term. Blake wasn't at all surprised when they stepped into the room to see the group of feminine figures crowded around the bed that occupied the knight. Ren stood nearby with a small smile on his face, no doubt not wanting to be caught in whatever madness might occur.

"- fine. They said it was just aura exhaustion and some tissue damage." The blonde finished with a weak looking grin. It looked as though he had been unhooked from most of the machines, though there was still an IV drip in one arm that was keeping him hydrated.

"Jauney!" Nora crowed as she seemed to be vibrating on the spot, it looked to Blake like she was trying to resist the urge to jump on him for fear of hurting him. "When are you gonna be able to come back to class, and our room, and training, and food!"

"Er... well I can eat whenever now. But as for the others I think it's just when they decide I'm fit enough to go. They said it would be a few days yet though."

"Enough of this!" Yang shouted with a wide grin. "Show us that badass scar lady killer!" Blake rolled her eyes at the reaction the words caused. A combination of blushing from Jaune, Ruby and Pyrrha, as well as excited shouting by Nora and recriminations from Weiss. Sometimes Blake wondered if Yang came out with these comments just to enjoy the overly dramatic reactions of their teams.

"Ignoring Yang." Ruby interrupted with a blush still on her face. "It's good to see you alright Jaune, we were all pretty worried."

"Really?" Jaune asked in surprise at the words while shooting a small hopeful glance towards the heiress next to Blake. The faunus noticed the temperature near her drop as Weiss narrowed her eyes in return, promising retribution if he tried anything. Really, Blake thought to herself, when would he get the hint that Weiss just wasn't interested? She didn't miss the slightly disappointed look on Pyrrha's face, nor the frustration on Ruby's.