[ CLOSED ] White Knight

[beaconed]

Who: beaconed Jaune & multiglyphs Weiss
When: Dec 14th, morning before class
Where: Residential District
What: Jaune is caught walking home in the early hours of a school day, what is he hiding?
Rating/Warning: None!

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[ Another 2-6 AM shift down, Jaune can be seen disembarking the bus that came from the Pleasure District. He's wearing a suit, although he looks fairly unkept and tired from working all night, complete with a half untucked shirt and a loose tie. When you do what you do several times on a night, let alone a week, you kind of stop caring about how you're presenting yourself. All everyone seems to care about is what's underneath the clothes, don't they? And sure enough, they'll be coming off again soon.

The sun has already come up on his hour-long ride home, which means the residents, including Pyrrha, should be waking up to start their day soon. All he had to do was walk a few more blocks to reach his apartment, sneak inside and catch some sleep until noon. It's as much a routine as it is with what he does at work by now.

With his remaining (yet slowly fading) determination, he starts pressing his feet against the pavement, slowly one at a time. ]

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[multiglyphs]

[ bleaches brain etc etc ]

That's what you're worried about?

[ she finally tears her hands away from her face, just so she can deliver a glare his way. ]

Jaune, you're being exploited!

[beaconed]

Wh-what... n-no, it's all above board... they explained it all in detail, it's all written on some 200 pages I had to sign..!!

[multiglyphs]

[ jaune she s2g she's gonna throw a textbook at your head soon ]

Did you even read it?

[beaconed]

My mind was kinda distracted about what happened to our world at the time...

How could they just expect us to adjust so quickly here?

[ ......Not that he would have read it anyway. COME ON. ]

[multiglyphs]

[ slowly, the chaos in weiss' mind starts to quiet. but with that is the gravity of the situation settling over her shoulders. ]

How long, Jaune? How long have you had to do this?

[beaconed]

Since we got here? I mean, I-I don't even know how long it's been now. [ It's getting harder to distinguish between night and day with this shift and his double-life. Two days can feel like one day sometimes.

Regardless, he bends his knees and starts collecting the dropped books for her. ]

[multiglyphs]

[ five days. he's had to do this for five days, and he hasn't said anything. to anyone. ]

Jaune Arc, sometimes you are so stupid, I can't actually believe it.

[ she isn't yelling, though she feels like she could scream. instead, she balls her hands into fists and walks around him without another word. the heels of her shoes give a decisive little click as she quietly heads towards where he'd come from... the pleasure district. ]

[beaconed]

[ That's a long way to walk, Snow Angel! Of course, Jaune has no idea where she's going specifically, and believes that by walking away, this is just her natural reaction to his disappointing existence. She's done it at least a hundred times to him by now. ]

W-Wait, Weiss..!! [ He stands up again, hoarding textbooks in his arms. ] Do you want me to take these back to your place, or...?

[multiglyphs]

[ she makes a mildly flabbergasted sound, already ten feet away. ]

We don't have time for that — school starts in two hours!

[ she gets to the end of the block, and stands there for a moment glancing left and right. an impatient tap of the toe of her boots. ]

Now hurry up and show me where this filthy place is!

[ you weren't going to let her go there alone, would you? ]

[beaconed]

Pardon?! Weiss, you—

[ He runs ahead of her, attempting to block her from going further towards her intended destination. He’s not okay with her going there period, but more than that, he just came from there and is on the verge of collapsing in about an hour.

On the other hand... he's oddly moved by her concern. This is the girl who used to leave him stuck in a tree! ]

I’m not gonna let you go there; it’s no place for someone like you, okay?

[multiglyphs]

Oh, and it's a place for someone like you?

[ he's taller, and bigger than her, but truthfully the textbooks in his arm are more intimidating to her than he'll ever be. she rolls her eyes at him, hands settling on her hips once more. ]

I'm not going to ask you twice.

[ not that she... technically asked him a first time... ]

[beaconed]

[ He gulps when she makes herself clear… why is he such a pushover?! But she seems determined to go either way, and he would rather she not wind up as a pole dancer… because somehow that’s what Jaune imagines would happen to her if she goes on her own.

Weiss as a pole dancer…

Ack!! He quickly shakes off his thoughts before they get out of hand. ]

Alright… I don’t know why you’d wanna see where I work, but… at least stay near me so they don’t think you’re alone.

[multiglyphs]

[ she's hardly a damsel in distress, jaune (let's not forget whose scores are better than yours in, oh, just about everything), but she seems too impatient to even throw out that little remark. ]

I don't see your feet moving, Jaune Arc.

[beaconed]

[ Ah, but who displayed finer leadership, Weiss?? ]

I don't either... [ You know, because of all the textbooks he's awkwardly carrying. He does, however, begin to drag himself back to the bus stop. He promised himself that he wouldn't mess up this friendship, and by some miracle she's still talking to him after all this... perhaps it would be best to keep his mouth shut for the rest of this trip.

More than that, once they're on the bus, maybe he can even shut his eyes for a little. That would be nice. ]

[multiglyphs]

[ the bus ride is a painfully long one. weiss can feel her anger continue to boil the longer it goes on, realizing just how difficult it must have been for jaune to make this trip day in and day out.

jaune arc, you absolute idiot.

to her credit, though, she keeps her anger to herself. and though she never once glances towards the boy sitting beside her, she is noticeably quiet the entire ride there. as if someone aware of his droopy, sleepy head. ]