The Remnant Armada | By : DarkWolves Category: +M through R > RWBY Views: 65085 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
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Due to intervention by certain puritanical forces (With incredibly expensive sounding lawyers) the following chapter will be little different. For what it’s worth, enjoy.
Ruby: “Hello Weiss”
Weiss: “Hello Ruby”
Ruby: “I would like to propose engaging in intimate relations with you”
Weiss: “I am afraid that such an act would be most improper”
Ruby: “You are correct. Shall we agree to remain strictly professional acquaintances?”
Weiss: “Yes, lets”
Have they gone? Ok, normal service is now resumed.
<Ruby and Weiss are sitting in the library working on their assignments. Weiss notices how Ruby types out her report, the fingers of her left hand ablur on the keyboard. Weiss was intrigued by the fact that she was able to do it one-handed while the other hand just laid idle on the desk>
Weiss: “Ruby, why do you type one-handed?”
<Ruby stopped, looking down at her hands as if she had only just noticed it>
Ruby: “What do you mean, I always type like this?”
Weiss: “That’s what I mean. When most people type they use two hands”
Ruby: “Yeah, my teacher at Signal used to grill me about that all the time. I don’t know, I just found it useful for gaming and such”
Weiss: “Also, you’re right-handed and yet you type with your left? I just don’t get why-”
<Yang emerges beside Ruby>
Yang: “Don’t worry, sis. Weiss is just fantasising about all the other things you could do with one skilful left hand”
Ruby: “Yang!”
Weiss, objecting: “I was not!”
<Blake sits quietly at the head of the table as the argument rages on, idly wondering how she could possibly be the most sane and sensible person on the team>
<Yang reading over the results of Rubys latest assignment, Ruby sits fidgeting beside her>
Yang: “I can’t believe Goodwitch failed your assignment”
Blake, reading the assignment: “To be fair to Professor Goodwitch, this report does contain several keywords I’m fairly certain don’t actually exist. I mean, does ‘Ex-synergisation’ mean anything to you?”
Yang: “Not really”
Blake: “What about ‘Innovatorcentric’?”
Yang: “Is that even language?”
Weiss, from her place lounging on her bed: “I told you we shouldn’t have sent her on that Management training course”
<Weiss returns to the RWBY dorm. She steps inside to find the lights off>
“Hello Weiss”
<Weiss looks across the dorm to see the silhouette of Yang sitting on her bed, idly spinning the chamber of Ember Celica on her other arm. The outline of her body seemed to glow with the same orange tinge as her semblance>
Yang, with pure venom dripping from her voice: “I understand you saw my sister’s underwear”
Weiss, shocked: “Excuse me?”
<Yang holds up her scroll, showing a text from Ruby>
Text from Ruby: Weiss peeked at my underwear, now she’ll never respect me as leader!
<Weiss stares dumbfounded>
Weiss, unimpressed: “You do realise that was entirely that dolt’s fault”
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<Ruby and Weiss sit eating lunch in the cafeteria>
Nora, calling across from the next table: “Hey Rubes, I got an extra bag of cookies. Want some?”
<Ruby nods enthusiastically>
Nora: “Catch”
<Nora throws the bag between the tables>
Ruby, ecstatic: “Cookies, cookies!”
<Ruby lunges to catch it, splaying herself out across the table as she nabs the bag with her arms stretched out. She fails to realise the hem of her skirt had flipped up onto her back in the process>
Weiss, nonplussed: “Hey dolt, your underwear’s showing”
<Ruby squeals as she scrambles to pull her skirt back down>
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<Yang stares silently at Weiss before getting up and heading towards the door>
Yang, without turning back to Weiss: “I need to go have a talk with my sister”
<Yang returns to the RWBY dorm. The moment she steps inside, something is thrust into her face>
Weiss, furious: “What is this?”
<Weiss holds up a Faunus pin up magazine>
Yang, undeterred: “Nice to see you too, Weiss”
Weiss, ignoring Yang: “You know damn well what it is. It’s yours, and it’s filth! What if Ruby found it?”
Yang, non-plussed: “I don’t mind”
Weiss, on the verge of panic: “I mind!”
<Weiss stares daggers at Yang>
Weiss: “Do you have any more of this?”
<Beat>
Yang, turning her gaze aside: “Maybe”
<Weiss follows Yangs gaze. Weiss searches underneath the desk, pulls out another magazine>
Weiss: “Anything else?”
Yang: “There might be something at the bottom of your drawer”
Weiss, moving to search the dresser: “Why did you put it in my drawer?”
Yang: “I ran out of space”
<Weiss opens Yangs drawer, uncovers a mound of magazines and video tapes>
Red Hot Amazons, Faunus do it in the Forest, Vale Girls Flick the V, Cat Faunus: See what makes them purr
Yang: “You know, you don’t have to read the titles”
Weiss: “I’m just amazed at the sheer scale and variety here. Goodwill Grimm Hunting?”
Yang: “Yeah, that’s not…”
Weiss, rechecking the title: “Oh, lord. Goodwill Grimm Humping”
<Weiss adds it to the ever-growing pile>
Weiss: “Anything else?”
Yang: “You might want to check in the closet”
Weiss despairs: “Don’t tell me your whole section is filled with… this”
Yang: “Of course not”
<Weiss opens the closet door, begins searching only to see nothing but clothes>
Weiss: “What am I looking for?”
Yang: “There’s a small handhold at the back, use it to slide the back panel away. Ruby helped me set that up”
Weiss: “Why?”
Yang: “Let’s just say, she has her own stash to keep hidden”
<Weiss pulls back the board to uncover a mountain of magazines, videos and cookies>
Team RWBY Rule 75: No more stashing (Anything) in the dorm room
<Weiss ponders how she’s going to get Ruby back for the prank she pulled with the text. Weiss gets an idea>
Weiss, typing a text to Winter: Ruby flashed her underwear at me, I feel so wrong inside!
<Winter texts back a few moments later>
Text from Winter: Really, Weiss? We always knew you were a useless lesbian but surely you don’t need me to explain this as well?
<Weiss sits at the communal dorm kitchen table, eating her cereal. Heavy bags weighed under her eyes from lack of sleep. Her mood did not seem destined to improve as Ruby sat down beside her>
Ruby: “Hey Weiss”
<Ruby notices the bags under Weiss’s eyes>
Ruby: “You look tired, rough night?”
Weiss: “Something like that. Didn’t you hear it as well?”
Ruby: “Hear what?”
‘Of course, typical of Ruby to sleep through anything like a rock.’
<Weiss was interrupted by the sound of giggling carrying down the corridor towards them. Weiss sat glaring towards the door as Blake and Yang entered together>
Yang: “Hey guys, how did you slee…”
<Yangs voice trailed off as she saw the barely repressed rage in Weiss’s eyes>
Weiss: “Not great. I was kept awake by some noises from across the dorm”
<Blake and Yang glance at eachother>
Yang: “Oh, well I didn’t hear anything last night. Perhaps it was-”
Weiss, unimpressed: “You do realise you’re wearing eachothers dressing gowns”
<Yang glances down, as if only now realising the black Yukata she was wearing was clearly at least a size too small to fit over her chest. Blake was dressed in a bright yellow gown, even tied tightly around her waist it hung loosely off her shoulders>
Weiss: “Let’s just agree right now. While others are in the dorm, all of us will sleep in our own beds and wear our own clothes”
<Weiss’s expression falls even further>
Weiss, despairing at the realisation of what she’d just had to say: “It’s like I’m living in a pre-school”
Team RWBY Rule 89: No noisy sex in dorm room.
<Team RWBY are getting the dorm ready for the Christmas celebration>
Ruby: “I love Christmas, especially when they used to put on Pantomimes at the Patch Community Theatre back home. They stopped doing it after a while. I think not enough people were turning up”
Yang, while hanging decorations across the room: “It was probably more to do with the fights. You were too young to remember that though”
Weiss, glancing up from writing the teams Christmas cards: “There were fights at a children’s pantomime?”
Yang: “I think the last time was the one that did it. The one with the pantomime cow.”
Weiss: “The cow?”
Yang: “Yeah, apparently the back end called the front end a slut”
<Ruby is invited to a dinner with Weiss’s family in the Schnee estate. Winter and Willow sit at the table across from Ruby and Weiss. Qrow sits next to Ruby, having chaperoned his niece on her date. Qrow slurps loudly as he devoured his soup>
Winter, glaring at him: “Really Qrow? Can’t you at least show some civility at the dinner table”
Qrow: “Oh, pardon me for not having gone to the Little Miss Prissy Academy like you”
Winter: “There’s nothing prissy about having basic table manners”
<Winter turned towards Ruby>
Winter: “Looking at your niece it’s hard to imagine how the two of you are even distantly related”
Willow, calmly: “It’s not always the case that family members are always alike. For instance, my mother was the very image of the perfect noble lady; cultured, modest, reserved. She would hardly have approved if she knew what I was like while studying away. The number of, other acquaintances, I had whilst being betrothed to your father”
<Weiss and Winter stared shocked>
Winter: “Mother, I don’t think this-”
Willow: “In the end, I concluded it all after a night spent with a handsome, dark haired huntsman visiting from another Kingdom”
<Ruby, Weiss and Winter stare in disbelief>
Winter: “Does father know about your… relationships”
Willow: “Oh, Winter dear. There are so many things your father isn’t aware of”
<Willow takes another sip of her wine>
Willow, muffled by her glass at her lips: “The location of my g-spot for instance”
<Winter coughs up her drink in surprise>
Willow: “But all of that is in the past now. In fact, it was not long before you were born, Winter”
Qrow: “Interesting. You know, it just so happens I was on an assignment in Atlas around that time as well”
Willow: “Really? What a coincidence. Perhaps our paths truly have crossed before”
Winter looking to be on the verge of a mental break: “Mother, you’re not seriously suggesting he-”
Willow continues unperturbed: “I’ll admit, we were both rather inebriated at the time. All I can recall is running my fingers through his dark hair, his hands clutching at my back as he drove himself into my-”
<Winter slams her open hands on the table>
Winter: “I can’t listen to this nonsense”
<Winter raises from her seat and storms away from the table. Ruby and Weiss watched her dumbfounded. Qrow watches with a wide grin.>
Weiss, sheepishly: “Mother, was any of that… true?”
Willow smiled across at the girls: “Hard to say. Either way, I’m sure it will be an excellent opportunity for your sister to learn some, civility, at the dinner table”
<Ruby and Weiss are both stunned as Willow took another sip of her wine>
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