A Beacon of Hope in a Castle of Ice.

A Well Deserved Cat Nap.

Pov: Blake Belladonna

       "Okay, I think we should go across the hall to Team Juniper's room and let Blakey enjoy her catnap." Damn Yang and her obsession with puns referring to my Faunus nature. I've told her many times that I do not like her childish, and otherwise distasteful use of wordplay. ESPECIALLY when she is referring to my cat ears.

I keep myself still, feeling the presence of someone still in the room. After second or two I hear footsteps going towards Ruby's bed. I take the opportunity to open an eye and see the long, white French braid of the resident heiress. She's getting Ruby's scroll, and is now out the door. About time. I quickly sit up in bed and pull out my scroll, messaging Jaune to let the trio in. Within seconds Yang's impatient banging stops, and I can hear the faint voice of Jaune as he welcomes 75% of Team RWBY into his team's dorm room. These past two days had been nerve-racking to say the least, with Weiss' resolve to prove her love to Little Red by requesting an official declaration between the two of them. Yang's mental lapse had not helped much either, but she gave me some advice that I have been taking. She can be just as caring as Little Red – my nickname for Ruby – except she is selective as to who she will be that caring for.

I am surprised that things are turning out like they are, and hopefully my plan for Weiss and Ruby does not backfire. After all, all Yang needs to do is play dumb and lead them into my little mousetrap. Yes, I am capable of making puns too. Mine are far superior to Yang's however.

It all started after I gathered news from Yang of what she did to Ruby:
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Ugh, who is spamming my scroll? Whoever it is better have a good reason, I was just getting to the good part! I drop my bookmark between the pages of one of my favorite romance novels – Ninjas of Love. My scroll went off earlier, but I figured that once I ignore it, whoever it was that messaged me would get the idea that I am not to be bothered and leave me to my book. Unfortunately, that is not the case. My scroll vibrates along my hip over and over again. Sometimes vibrating for a constant five seconds as a massive horde of messages clutter together within Beacon's server before being dropped off in my scroll all at once. I close my book with a loud clap, and place it within my bag. I am currently on the roof, the same area that Pyrrha and Jaune sneak off to at night to train, although I am seated comfily over the doorway, leaning back against the tiles of the slanted wall. I enjoy it up here, it's peaceful during the day, and nobody comes up here during these hours to disturb me, aside from whoever it is still sending me messages on my scroll. I suppose I should answer it.

Yeah, yeah, you're impatient, I get it. This better be good. I speak to myself while opening my scroll to see an astounding 23 unread messages from Yang. Of course it would be you to message me. I told you already, I do not want to go on a date with you. You switch relationships by the week, and I am no statistic. I sigh and decide to read her messages for once, rather than turn off my scroll when she is in one of her obsessive moods.

Yang: Punched Rubes, in clinic,
Im br8kin down.
I h8 my life.
Pls KittyKat
Blake
ANSWER ME

As I read through all of the messages, I gather that Yang possibly hit Ruby with a right cross, which I hope is not the case. That woman knows how to destroy a person with her right. If Ruby is in the clinic, then there is nothing I can do. Only thing left is to wait and let the staff do their job. If I recall, Ruby gets treated by Doctor Summers. I have had to take Ruby in there plenty of times for the always occurring tummy aches since Little Red has such an obsession with sweets. How she does not gain a pound is beyond me, but I can worry about that later.