Beacon pt: 1

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Ruby and Yang, alongside several other students, walk out of the ship and head down the paved path to the front of the school

Yang: wow! The view from Vale's got nothing on this!

Ruby: yeah *turn into a chibi form* Ohmygosh, yang! That kid's got a collapsible staff! And she's got a fire sword! *she tries getting closer, but Yang pulls her long time friend by the hood back into realistic proportions* Ow! Ooww!

Yang: Easy there, little rosie. They're just weapons!

Ruby: 'Just weapons'? They're an extension of ourselves! They're a part of us! They are what define us as a person. Oh, they're so cool!

Yang: Well, why can't you swoon over your own weapons? Don't you have like, at least five of them on you? Aren't you happy with it?

Ruby: Of course I'm happy with all my weapons *pull out Crescent Rose* but Crescent Rose will always be my favorite. Plus, it never hurt to bring more weapons.

Yang: *sweat drop* you been hanging out with your Godfather too much. why don't you go try and make some friends?

Ruby: what do you mean by that?

Yang: Well...  Actually, my friends are here. Gotta go catch up. 'Kay, see ya, bye!

Ruby: what! Wait, Yang! You can't ditch me like that! Yang!! Jesus.

Ruby then falls backwards into a luggage cart, sending cases flying. Someone is standing over her.

Weiss: What are you doing?!

Ruby: Uh, sorry!

Weiss: Sorry?! Do you have any idea of the damage you could have caused?

Ruby: *holding a case* huh

Weiss: Give me that! *she snatches the luggage from Ruby and opens it to reveal its twinkling-sounding contents* This is Dust - mined and purified from the Schnee quarry!

Ruby: ok?

Weiss:  What are you, brain-dead? * holding out a vial of red Dust and shutting the case* This is Dust! Fire, water, lightning, energy!

Ruby: o-ok, I get it-

Weiss: What do you mean ok?! Are you even listening to me? Is any of this sinking in? What do you have to say for yourself?!

Ruby then sneeze Due to all dust in front of her face. Which cause a huge explosion of flame, snowflakes, and electricity right onto Weiss.

Weiss: Unbelievable! This is exactly the kind of thing I was talking about!

Ruby: 'is this why dad never let me near dust until I was 13?'

Weiss: Ugh, you complete dolt! What are you even doing here? Aren't you a little young to be attending Beacon?

Ruby: hmmm, what?

Weiss: This isn't your ordinary combat school. It's not just sparring and practice, you know! We're here to fight monsters, so... watch where you're going!

Ruby: *getting tired of this nonsense* I watch where I was going?! Why don't YOU watch where your going, princess!!!

???:It's heiress, actually.

Ruby and Weiss look over as Blake approaches with the bottle

Blake: Weiss Schnee, heiress to the Schnee Dust Company, formerly one of the largest producers of energy propellant in the world.

Weiss: *smiling smugly* Finally! Some recognition! *realization* wait, what do you mean formerly?!

Blake: haven't you heard? The Schnee Dust Company lost a great chuck of its stock in the energy industry due to the introduction of oil from the Morningstar Industry. You know, your rival company.

Weiss: Wha- How dare- The nerve of... Ugh! *gets up in Blake's face and takes the bottle from her, walking off in a huff as her helpers gather the luggage and follow*

Ruby: so, now wha- *turn around only see Blake already gone* well, I'm back to square one

*later*

Jaune: All I'm saying is that motion sickness is a much more common problem than people let on!

Ruby: *laughing* Look, I'm sorry! Vomit Boy was the first thing that came to mind.

Jaune: Oh, yeah? What if I called you Crater Face?

Ruby: Hey, that explosion was an accident!

Jaune: Well, the name's Jaune Arc! Short, sweet, rolls off the tongue - ladies love it!

Ruby:Do they?

Jaune: They will! Well, I-I hope they will. My mom always says that... Never mind.

Ruby: So anyway I'm Ruby Rose and this *pull out Crescent Rose* is my weapon

Jaune: Whoa! Is that a scythe?

Ruby: It's also a customizable high-impact sniper rifle!

Jaune: A-wha...?

Ruby: it's a gun is what I'm saying

Jaune: Oh. That's cool!

Ruby: So what've you got?

Jaune: Oh! I, uh... I got this sword!

Ruby: Ooooohh!

Jaune: Yeah, and I've got a shield, too!

Ruby: *touching the shield* So, what do they do?

Jaune: The shield gets smaller, so when I get tired of carrying it, I can just... put it away...

Ruby: *tilt his head* wouldn't it weigh the same?

Jaune: Yeah, it does...

Ruby: Well, I'm kind of a dork when it comes to weapons, especially gun. sooo... I guess I did go a little overboard when designing it. Though my dad did beat up my godfather for it because of my obsession, something about "corrupting my daughter with your American way" or something

Jaune: Wait - you made that?!

Ruby: Of course! All students at Signal forge their own weapons! Didn't you make yours?

Jaune: It's a hand-me-down. My great-great-grandfather used it to fight in the war.

Ruby: Sounds more like a family heirloom to me! I like it! I also got one myself * activate her shield* This shield once belonged to my grandfather on my dad side. He, along with my dad and many other, used this same shield to hold off against large waves of enemy. I think he exaggerate this part but dad told me that the enemy was so many, that their arrow can block out the sun or something

Jaune: wa-what kind of battle have that many men?

Ruby: he call it hot gate or something? But anyway, many people have an appreciation for the classics these days.

Jaune: Yeah, the classics...

Ruby: So why'd you help me out back there? In the courtyard?

Jaune: (walking alongside her) Eh, why not? My mom always says, 'Strangers are just friends you haven't met yet.'

Ruby: Hmm. *looks around* , where are we going?

Jaune: Oh, I don't know! I was following you. Y-You think there might be a directory? Maybe a food court? Some sort of recognizable landmark? Is, uh... Is that a 'no'?

Ruby: no

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