Team RWBY is back and ready for their second semester at Beacon, but real life doesn't stop there. Between classes and homework, they still have to find time to save the world. And between the White Fang, Roman Torchwick, and a mysterious new trio...
It was a bright clear day in the city of Vale as a ship flies through the skies over the city, and its peaceful city streets. The Shopkeep of the Dust shop 'From Dust Til Dawn' was at the top of a red ladder hanging up a banner over the front door, declaring it's re-opening.
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The Shopkeep admired his work for a second, giving a quick nod of approval before he climbs down from his ladder, until he stumbled and falls to the ground.
???: "'Scuse me, sorry." A female voice giggled apologetically.
The Shopkeep looked up to see a young woman with medium-brown skin and dark-red eyes appearing before him. Her hair is a light, mint-green with a straight fringe and bangs as well as two long locks on each side in the back. She wears two bronze-colored rings on her middle fingers as well as a pair of strappy high-heeled pumps.
Her attire consisted of an intricate thinned white top and an olive-colored shallow-cut top, on the back of which is her personal emblem, which is in the shape of a cut gem. She also wore white cropped pants with brown chaps that attach to her brown belt. She also wore a three-ring armband on her left arm and a string of beads near the same wrist.
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Mint Haired Girl: "I'm not really from around here." She helped the Shopkeep to his feet. "Would you mind pointing me in the direction of this shop?" She produced a piece of paper with writing on it.
Shopkeep: "Hmm?" He examined the writing on the paper for a second. Then he looked at the girl with a smile, nodding his head "Mm-hmm."
The girl walked away from the shopkeep as they both wave goodbye. But, as she walked past a street corner, a pale, young man with gray eyes and gray hair, partially slicked back while unkempt at the front was leaning against the brick wall with his arms crossed, clearly waiting for her. He wears a slate gray and black two-tone partial-zip jacket that covers his upper body. He also wears a single notched belt with what appears to be a sash or bandana draped over it. Protecting his arms are a set of rerebraces and vambraces, and has large pair of boots with firing mechanisms built into them.
