ʀᴇᴅ ғʟᴀᴍᴇ ; ɢᴏʟᴅᴇɴ ғɪʀᴇ

“Is this conversation going to take an interesting turn yet,  or do I have to keep my interested face on?”

“Yeah, you!” Red hair bounced around the frantic nod of confirmation. She should have been a bit calmer about the situation, she didn’t have to report back for some time. “Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!” She gushed, a hopeful expression starting to adorn her features. “I lost a backpack around here, it’s all black and it’s not mine. Oh gosh, it’s very much not mine and I will have so many problems if I don’t find it. I’ll reward you or whatever you want!”

Weiss’ bright smile never faltered as her hand retracted from its outstretched position. Years of the same interaction taught her not to take it personally unless she could actually read it off of them. “Maybe I could be of help? I know this place like the back of my hand.”

“I take it you’re here for a reason rather than to take in the things Vale and Vytal have to offer. No worries, I do not wish to pry, but I have to insist on introducing myself. I’m Weiss Schnee, of the Schnee Dust Company.” The white-haired woman’s stance was tall as an open hand flourished forward in offer.

“Either I’m not as well traveled as I thought,  or you’re a new face here in Vale.”

“Oooh… No-No-No. I’m going to be in so much trouble.” The redheaded woman caught the outline of a human figure at the corner of her vision, whipping her body around to face towards them without much thought. She always took risk without much thought. “Hey! Hey you! D’ya think you could help me?”

“Leave my ears alone.” Blake huffed out in a warning. Letting them out from the bow to breathe didn’t give those with an interest the right to touch without asking. They horribly twitched, making her lose focus of any attempted small tasks. She was contemplating on the next finger to touch them would be a finger she kept from them.

“I demand to know where you think you are taking me.”

"Famous Yang? Not to toot my own horn here… Nah, there's nothing famous about me. Plain Yang. Good to know Blake isn't embarrassed of her teammates to talk about us to her girly friend, though she has talked about you before." Her hands found themselves locked behind her back as she talked, a smile across her features. It was good to finally meet the person that seemed to make Blake happy— she needed it after the controversy. "Wait, Kitten? That's adorable."

Features encasing Lilac eyes winced at the sudden yelp. She knew to be surprising, but didn't plan on that sudden occurrence. All the same she was looking for company, and she managed to find it. Whether they wanted to remain company was sort of up in air. "I'm Yang! Sorry to break your silence and… kind of your butt."

The feeling coursing through the Faunus was like electrical surges, not even the so called good kind that they call sparks. No, it was as if tasers were attacking every single nerve. He would fight through it though like he did with everything, and maybe if he learned to back away when he should he wouldn’t be in this situation. The hot water running over him was doing its best to soothe, his attention was abysmal though as he didn’t notice the person walk into the bathroom.

"Hows it hangin’?!" Came the voice of a very energetic woman who had been hiding around in the bushes for way longer than she should be allowed.

She gave a nod, smile still present. Sometimes she loathed how much she cared — or was at least taught to — about her fathers reputation of running a dependable company. Being an heiress wasn't all that great. It was times like this, meeting new and interesting people, that reminded her of the positives she could suck out of a normally drone routine. "Sounds like a fantastic plan. Maybe they'll gain a hop in their step. If not, setting their feet on fire could also bring about the same result."