Chapter 67

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"Yeah, it was a bit of a mess."

Yang laughed as she said it, waving off the absolute carnage and chaos her team had caused that very morning – much of it from her. In Team RWBY's defence, this time it wasn't their fault, and most of the teachers could put the pieces of that together themselves. When Yang had been called up to explain, she'd told Glynda it was a weird dream that caused it. Glynda instantly knew she couldn't rightfully punish Yang for what was most likely Jaune's fault. She could punish him, however. He had detention as a result.

"I'll admit I overreacted," she continued. "But it was a crazy dream. I was dreaming I was back in Signal with Ruby, but Jaune was there as well. Just, chilling as another student, like we were best friends or something."

Every single member of Team JNPR glanced at Ruby, in what would have been a very suspicious gesture if the girl didn't have her eyes firmly fixed on her untouched breakfast. She'd obviously heard the story before now, and she just as obviously knew she and Yang had somehow shared a dream.

That or they'd coincidentally had identical dreams. It didn't matter either way from Ruby's point of view, since it still meant Yang had seen her being belittled by their father.

"What happened?" asked Nora. Ren kicked her under the table for the prying question but Yang was already in the mood to tell, not yet knowing the dream was one from Ruby. Yang likely thought it was just her nightmare being weird.

"We were basically hanging around in Beacon and doing combat class. I kicked butt but then Ruby went up, and Ruby kicked ass as well!" Yang held out her palm for Ruby to slap, but it never happened. "Don't leave me hanging, sis."

"O—Oh? Right. Haha. Yeah!"

Ruby slapped it with a fragile smile. Yang didn't react in any obvious manner but Jaune was sure she noticed. If anyone knew Ruby and her moods, it was her sister.

"Anyway, Ruby kicked butt but then the teacher was a total douche about it and kept criticising her. Stupid stuff, too, about overusing her Semblance. Like, who even complains about that? If you have a Semblance you can use, use it."

"It does sound like a silly complaint," Ren agreed. He was smart enough to figure out this was an issue for Ruby, and kind enough to try and help. "Some of the best huntsmen and huntresses throughout history are famous specifically for their Semblances. Many build their entire fighting styles around it."

"But it's bad if you only have that," Ruby said.

Yang tilted her head at her sister, eyes narrowing.

"Sure, but no one only has their Semblance," Weiss pointed out. "I use mine as much as you use yours but I can fight without it. Same as how you can fight without yours. But the strongest are those who can incorporate their Semblances more."

"Why?" argued Ruby. "Wouldn't they be stronger if they could fight well without it and then have it as an ace up the sleeve?"

"Overwhelming force is better than having some trick. It's better to win quickly and preserve aura and stamina than it is to have a special ability that only activates under unique conditions. No offence to anyone here."

"Eh—" Nora was the one to wave it off, knowing it was her Weiss meant. "Even I wish I could absorb more than just lightning. It's useless in most fights."

To her side, Ren rolled his eyes as if to indicate how much worse his was. It was useful in only extremely select circumstances. Ruby looked between them, rare uncertainty written across her face. It was easy to look bad when she kept comparing herself to the strongest of people, but now she was being faced with people in worse situations than her.

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