A Beacon of Hope in a Castle of Ice.

When One Rose Isn't Enough

Pov: Weiss Schnee

      "Ruby Rose! Where are you taking me!?" I scream to the girl tugging me along with her through Beacon's Emerald Forest. The moment Jaune's sparring match with Pyrrha ended, Ruby took off with me in tow, leading me on the current mystery trip.

      "We're almost there, Weiss! Just keep up!"
Keep up? You dare tell me to keep up when you're pulling me with you and threatening to tear my arm out of its socket!?

      "Ruby, if you keep this up, the only part of me that will keep up with you is my removed arm that you keep YANKING ON!"
The small redhead stops, letting go of my arm with an audible 'oops'. She is such a task to deal with, but I already know this. I will be dealing with a much more excited girl from now on, but I have no problem with it.
"Ruby, where are we going?" I ask, following the now walking Crimsonette. She keeps looking at the ground, and as I follow where she is looking I see portions of cookies dropped at different parts at the base of the many trees in the forest, marking which way to turn. Wherever she is guiding me, she made it a point to mark the path. After a few more turns and a five minute walk, we come across a beautiful sight to behold.

       A large lake surrounding a small island, no bigger than the sparring grounds within Beacon Academy. Within the middle of the island is a large tree that appears to be glistening with health. My jaw drops at the beautiful spectacle of nature, and at that instant I lose sight of Ruby. I walk up to the edge of the water, trying to get as close as I can without getting my heels wet and muddy. The lake is of fresh water, and the water is completely settled, allowing me to gaze into the beautiful blue reflection and see the tree from a different angle along with the reflection of the high-noon sunlight.

       "Weiss! Are you coming or not?" I hear a yelling off in the distance. I look towards the voice, seeing Ruby halfway around the lake with several logs floating in the water, each log cut in half to allow the flat, orange texture to face up and create a makeshift bridge towards the island I have been admiring. I follow to where Ruby is, catching myself entering a small jog to hurry over to the girl who is beckoning me to go onto a log that I expect to wiggle and shake with each step I take.
As I step onto the first one, it indeed begins to shake, and I freeze in place. The log is easily about 15 feet long, and there are three logs set up from here to the center of the lake. Perhaps my balancing skills are poor, but I doubt the average person can make it there without a problem.

       "Something wrong?" I hear Ruby's innocent voice ask with a hint of disappointment at my hesitation to advance.

       "I don't want to fall in." I say, looking over my shoulder to meet the silver eyes. A look of embarrassment shows on my face when she begins laughing. I suppose she made this same walk with ease and expected me to have the same agility that she does, but her response leaves me in shock.

       "I know that, silly. I was wondering when you'd say it." Ruby smiles at me and holds her hand out to help me down. She can be quite the lady when she desires to. I reach out, trying to grasp her hand, but prior to her digits connecting, she slides one arm behind my back, and uses the other to scoop my legs off of the floor, carrying me in a bridal stance.

       "R-Ruby Rose! Put me down this instant!" I yell at her, but I am ignored. I feel her begin to walk and sway, and when I look over my shoulder at the ground, all I see is my reflection. I gaze ahead of us, and surely enough she is walking along each log with ease. The large tree I have been admiring comes closer and closer into view. The end of the first log is coming up, and I wonder if Ruby's legs are long enough to cross the moderately sized gap.

       "Don't get scared." I hear her say to me, and I look at her in confusion. Suddenly there is a strong gust in my face, causing me to close my eyes. I feel a swift movement and cling to the strong crimson-haired girl that carries me without any sign of effort. I open my eyes to look behind Ruby. We are several yards off the ground, and I can spot the log we were just on, based on the small pile of rose petals resting at the edge. My silver-eyed dolt used her semblance to jump from the edge of the first log, and bring us to a graceful landing on the island. She probably made the trip herself a few times without the logs, and simply set them up for me to use as a bridge. If she had asked me to bring Myrtenaster I could have used it to glyph my way over, but she wanted this all to be a surprise to me.