Destiny No More

Chapter 85

The small alleyway had quickly been cordoned off from the public, Atlesian soldiers arriving a full twenty minutes before the city's own police. By the time that they had arrived Atlas had already secured their wounded attackers and transported them back towards the General's ship. One particularly brave officer was currently arguing with Winter about that, yelling something about jurisdiction before Winter responded with calm words Pyrrha couldn't make out.

She and Jaune had been treated by medics the moment they arrived, though Pyrrha required little more than a cleaning and large bandage to stop anything from getting in and infecting the wound until her Aura could seal that surface level damage. At worst, it would take a day or two, but she already felt confident in saying she could remove the bandage and the bleeding wouldn't continue. The medic glaring her way prevented her from doing that however, and she turned back to get a look at Jaune.

His wounds were a little deeper, his Aura not being as reflexive as her own, but thankfully he had managed to get it up before the bullets could hit anything important or dig too deep. The medics had been forced to remove the bullet, as it had been lodged inside unlike Pyrrha's own which had fallen out, but Jaune had hardly seemed to notice as they did.

"So..." Pyrrha said hesitantly as Jaune rubbed the spot on his back that had been bandaged. She swatted his hand before he could pick at it, earning an equally amused and indignant look that brought the smallest of smiles to her face. "Tonight could have gone better."

"Ha." Jaune laughed, wincing softly as he inadvertently stretched his back in the process. "Ow, okay, no laughing. Uh, yeah, a mugging wasn't on the agenda. Not unless Weiss snuck it somewhere in the schedule."

Pyrrha chuckled softly. "While she seems like the meticulous type, I doubt she'd plan out a date to the exact minute." Jaune looked away from her, though she did catch the way his hand tried to reach for the back of his neck. The only reason he didn't was because of the pain from his back. She was so distracted that it took her a moment to realize that Jaune didn't sound like he was joking "You can't be serious..."

"She wanted to help." Jaune shrugged, pulling out his scroll and flicking open an image Weiss had sent him of a spreadsheet with times and general notes. "I asked her to help me plan out a couple dates after all. She may have taken that a bit too literally."

Pyrrha looked at the image and couldn't help but laugh. While it didn't necessarily have a minute by minute breakdown, it did actually have vague time slots for traveling and actually watching the movie. There were a few options after that in the event they wanted to stay out longer, somewhere restaurants in Vale or other somewhat romantic activities, while one was the recommendation of returning to Beacon and eating at the CCT. Pyrrha found it a bit odd Jaune hadn't decided to take up any of the other ideas, as he had always seemed the romantic type, but she supposed some of them might have been a bit much for a second date. Going on moonlight lit walks through the Vale Central Park had been something Pyrrha had fantasized about on at least one occasion, but she knew Jaune would need time to get to that. She was willing to wait, just so long as he knew she was interested, she would wait as long as he needed.

"Amber." Winter seemed to finally have finished her argument with the police officer, giving her the chance to talk to Pyrrha for the first time since they had arrived. "I'm glad to see you are both relatively unharmed, you should be free to carry on your evening here shortly."

Pyrrha looked to Jaune but sighed, as much as she would have liked that, she found it hard to believe any such attempt would lead anywhere. He was hurt, and while he would be fine, it was probably best to let him get back to Beacon and rest. "I think we're done for the night." When Jaune didn't object, the decision was concluded.