RWBY May Cry

Out in the Open

So, the teams are all together, Pyrrha and the rest of team JNPR have an inkling that there is more to Jae then they initially think....are they willing to take the plunge and find out more behind the confidence and the positivity? or will they find the skeletons in this particular closet to be more then they can handle

Please do be careful as this is the first chapter that I've done for this that has a Trigger Warning for Implied Physical abuse and trauma, I may be exaggerating but for some people who have issues with this....It's better safe then sorry

If this is too distressing or you feel uncomfortable with the theme then please click away or skip to the next chapter when it comes out

Please remember that you are loved and appreciated, you are a strong person and you can always find a bright side in the most unexpected of places

Other then that, hope you enjoy this

The first team exercise was gruelling enough to deal with for everyone but most people seemed to perk up once they were shown to their new dorms. Nora seemed to be the most energetic about making their dorm more "Razzle dazzle" as she liked to put it. "We gotta make this room our own so lets get creative!" Nora would grin as she pointed to the pile of bags that were taken from the airship when they first landed and then to the rather basic looking room they were in, "Well...it's not like we have much else to do except prepare for classes tomorrow." Ren added as both Jae and Pyrrha had already started hefting their bags over to their beds; "It could help us get to know each other a little better in between that time....I say we do it." Pyrrha agreed with Nora as she opened up her bags and started to organise her things.

Nora was moving like a redheaded whirlwind as she erratically rushed and "Nora-fied" her space; with her hammer in the corner by her bed, a set of pink headphones and some rather messy clothes strewn around, Ren meanwhile seemed to have a lot more control around him as he set up his clothes on a rack while absentmindedly folding up some of Nora's clothes that floated his way following Hurricane Valkyrie; a foldup mat that he used for meditation along with a small stack of books that he organised by his lamp and even a whetstone to use for Stormflower's blades. Pyrrha however seemed to have the most balanced standing of the four as she placed her uniforms and armour in a wardrobe, a couple of books nearby with some small cases of polish for after training and missions but Jae seemed to be unusually meticulous: his belongings seemed to be basic amenities and with his name engraved on them, in fact most of his bags that were labelled as Dust Rounds, books, clothes seemed to have locks on them. The more peculiar note was that these containers looked like they were scratched or picked at...along with other marks that looked like stitched up tears and dents.

"Jae...why do all of your boxes look so....beat up?" Ren would ask as he examined one of Jae's boxes labeled "Weapon maintenance" and saw that this one looked like it had been broken into once or twice before. Jae deflated a little as he put some long sleeved shirts away; "Well, I grew up in a foster home and most of these were hand me downs from other people.....it does well with keeping kids from living on street corners but they don't really care if the kids they take in have sticky fingers...among other things." he admitted rather bluntly as he tucked a shirt into a corner of the bed before going to put some things in the bathroom. Ren and Nora looked at each other in confusion but Pyrrha seemed to have a few other questions answered for her as she eyed one of the metal boxes that her leader used for his clothes; she noticed a rather jagged looking scratch mark on the top of the box and started to look closer when she realised that this particular mark was trying to cover up something else on the box, "Hey Ren, do you think you can read this?" Pyrrha inquired as he leaned over to see what she was looking at.