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RWBY Aesthetic: Yang Xiao Long

Reika: “W-were a little fine now thanks to you!

As Yang said that, and the siblings response in a very slow tone. “The plane transport finally reached the Vale Hospitsl in Beacon and starts to land slowly. And one of tne personnel approach the three, And said

“We can always make free time, plus it’ll be practical too. What if I get in a situation where I can’t drive? We’d both be screwed if you didn’t know how to drive.” 

To be honest, Yang expected Sterling to freak out at least a little bit when they started driving, so she was pleasantly surprised when he held onto her hips and rode silently. “Got it! Watch out for trees” She turned back to the road, focusing on getting them to their destination. 

Aside from a few minor inconveniences, the drive went by rather quickly, at least for Yang. She always found driving to be relaxing, seeing it as a way to be alone with her thoughts while actually doing something productive too. She followed Sterling’s directions, eventually turning off onto an older dirt road. 

Normally she’d speed down the road regardless of conditions, but something felt off about this place. “Keep your eyes peeled, I’ve got a bad feeling.” She warned, slowly continuing down the path. 

That was a hopeful thought. Making time. Maybe it was possible. But with what Salem was planning, and whatever was going on at his father’s estate, it made it seem unlikely in his mind. “I see your point.”

It wasn’t like him to show fear or worry outwardly. Bottled up, sure the fear and thrill of the fast ride was getting him. But he did slide into a sort of battle trance, something calming and usual for him. Still… That motion brought him closer to breaking away and using his semblance. And that would be a breach of trust that would put him on the wrong end of the road.

The drive was rather silent other than the wind, putting his trust in her to get them there in one piece. He felt the shift of the road, the speed going down, and he lifted his head up, looking around in time to hear those words. “I’m not surprised. Knowing how my father was in life… I’m surprised the place isn’t grimm infested just from the residue.”

Thankfully, they didn’t encounter any Grimm on the rest of the ride to the house. She thought she heard something behind them and sped up but didn’t actually turn to check. 

“Well it looks really different” 

Yang followed her eyes as she looked at the uniform. “We’re not gonna let you get hurt again, you know that right?” Yang knew that Amber could take care of herself, but it was hard to predict how and when somebody would attack. 

“When are they gonna be back? It feels like I haven’t seen either of them in forever, have they been doing alright?’ 

“He’s just seeing his friends before coming here, The Merlin Twins they’re called, they helped us during the fight with that guy back then.”

The specifics of how somewhat being a secret, but the simple answer was magic potions, since it was something the twins were able to make.

But as for what her and Skar did, there’s “one thing” that Amber decided to keep quiet on since Yang didn’t need hear it, and another was that they had met Cerulean Hartwell, who was thought to be the Spring Maiden, thus her safety had to be checked, especially as she could be a target for Tyrian and/or Salem.

All women are queens:

If she breathes she a thot:

Emerald: Who’s mans is this?