[4831 words... christ this is a long chapter...]
Y/n yawns as he stretches out in his seat. The boy, as usual, is wearing a different outfit from last time. Sure he still wore the cargo shorts but this time he was now wearing a black hoodie with the text "Rhapsody of Fire" on the front and the depiction of a hooded sorcerer in a cavern casting a spell above a pedestal with a book with blue fire flowing freely from it and Wyvern Grimm behind them. The shirt beneath was a basic grey one. Y/n pulls out his scroll and his ear buds as he puts them in and plays a song before putting his phone away. The feint sound of the song playing could be heard from his earbuds as he blasted the song.
"Umbrella at your side, it's raining but you close it tight," He mumbles along. The teen then begins to play around with his semblance by forming a dagger from his black and gold aura. It was incredibly simple and basic but he quickly changed that as it became more and more ornate before reverting it back to the basic blade. It was to kill time and train up his semblance as he waited for the airship to reach its destination.
He continued to kill time doing this till he noticed a white haired girl in the corner on her scroll looking progresively more annoyed. He pops off his ear buds and turns off the music playing on his scroll as he tries to listen in on the convo. Only for it to end the moment he did so, the girl huffing in annoyance as she leans against the wall. He gets a better look of the girl. White hair, off center pony tail that reaches half way down her back helf by a tiara. White strapless dress that ends in pale blue with a bell-sleeved bolero consisting of the same colors with a red interior and ruffled collar. "I think that's..." blue eyes, a scar across her left eye. "Yeah it is," he thinks aloud as he smiles, "Winter's lil sis."
Y/n begins to mull his options as he tilts his head from side to side before finally nodding to himself before hopping up from his seat and walking over to the girl. The girl doesn't notice his approach as he pushes through various other initiates so he gets within a reasonable distance of her and speaks, "Heya miss!" The girl looks up at him and scowls. Y/n puts up his hands in a defensive gesture, "Sorry for interupting your sulk. I was kinda wondering if there's anything I could do to cheer you up."
"You can. By going away," She replies in a frosty snap.
He chuckles, "Nah like seriously. Whatever convo you were havin, had my ear buds in so I couldn' hear it, sounds like it had taken a toll on you."
The girl glares at Y/n, "Do you even know who I am?"
His eyes dart up and away, "Well judging by your outfit I assume you're a Schnee. If that's the case you must be Winter's younger sister Weiss Schnee. It's nice to meet you by the way. I'm Y/n Armeria."
Weiss takes a moment to take in the fact that he does in fact know who she is. Usually people are ignorant of that. There's also the fact he refers to her big sister in such a fond tone that it sounds as if he knew her well. Which is a ridiculous thought. She pushes that to the back of her mind, "So you know who I am yet you still think I want your help with anything?"
Y/n shrugs, "I don' see why not. You're as human as I am and any human could use a shoulder to cry on or bitch to. That bein said I ain' forcin you lass."
"Good because I am not sharing my life story with someone I've just met."
Y/n shrugs again as he turns and begins walking away, "Welp did my best. Feel free to talk to me if you ever change your mind Weiss Cream. Oh! And good luck in the initiation lass. Doubt you'll need it though. Yer Winter's sister after all," he chuckled as he went over and sat back in his seat.
Weiss stood there, still quite confused by the interaction. 'Who even is this guy?! Why does he talk about my sister with such familiarity,' she thought as something else clicked in her mind. 'He knew who I was but still came up to me. There wasn't a hint of animosity or greed when he asked if I wanted help either... Nope. Can't trust it at all,' Weiss tells herself as she returns to leaning against the wall annoyed by the call she had gotten from her Father. 'Can't worry about that now. I must past this initiation.'
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The Soul Forged Hunter
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