Due to me having to spend all of yesterday with a client for work, I didn't have time to write this for CF to see. The chapter plan was sent over and discussed, but not the chapter itself.
Beta: College Fool
Cover Art: Kegi Springfield
Chapter 31 – Black and White
It was an awkward procession of eight teenagers who made their way through the deserted industrial sector of Vale. Though he'd never been here himself, Jaune could tell it must have once been a centre for factories and more. Many now lay empty, though given that it was almost ten at night, they could have just as easily been abandoned for the day. Even so, some were boarded over and in clear need of repair.
"Is this the place?" he asked, ducking down into a covered alcove where the others were crouched. "It certainly looks abandoned enough."
"This is it," Blake confirmed. "According to the message, it should be that warehouse over there." She pointed to one perhaps three or four hundred metres away, and true to her word, there was an unusual congregation of people by it. Unusual in the sense that there were people there at all, even before the suspicious way they moved around was any indication.
"It certainly looks like the message was accurate," Ren said. "Blake, do you have the masks?"
"I do." Blake fished them out, and handed them around the group. "I'm not sure we should all enter together, however."
Weiss flashed the faunus an odd look. "What do you mean?"
"Well, your hair is back to normal for one." Blake nodded to the white locks, which had shed their final green tint in the shower that morning. "Even beyond that, this is the actual White Fang we'll be dealing with. We got through the other guys because they're the amateur branch, but we're dealing with professionals now. Professional killers," she added, leaning forward. "They're not going to make the same mistake, and you're easily recognised."
"Pyrrha, too," Yang agreed, flashing an apologetic smile. "I see Blake's point. Your disguise was to wear sunglasses and claim you're a bat faunus, but this meeting is in the middle of the night. It's a little weird to do that now, if you could even see with them on."
"I see your point," Pyrrha said, removing them with a relieved sigh. "Still, what should we do now? Even with the masks, Weiss will be easily recognised."
"We could split up," Jaune suggested.
Everyone turned to look at him.
"W-Well, think about it like this," he said. "Blake and Nora are the ones who snuck in before, and Ren and Yang are unknowns to most of them, so won't be recognised. Yang also has the best disguise with her hair, and Ren's eyes aren't something that can be faked. Team RYBN wouldn't have too many problems getting in."
"That's true," Ren mused. "Where would that leave you and your team?"
"Backup and support, I guess. We can be look outs, or help you guys if you need it." Basically, anything that meant he didn't need to go in and potentially be recognised by Roman Torchwick. "That's my idea, anyway."
The others looked between themselves for a moment, before Blake nodded and turned back to him. "It's not a bad one. Our goal here is only to find out what their plans are. If all goes well, we won't have to fight at all, so the size of the infiltrating party will be safer if it's small. As Jaune says, it's Team WJRP who has the easily recognised members on their team. If you could take up positions around the building in case something goes wrong..."
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