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Early June

[lionroll]

A certain fat, golden scaled wyvern is out on a special mission.

Gordon has come bearing a personal invitation to you!

Hunk and Keith are hosting an open house at the Golden Afternoon Bakery to celebrate summer!
There will be free food, drinks, and live music!

No reservations are required, but they do hope you'll attend!

voice @ whenever

[travailler]

[With no context:]

Yang! Would you like pie?

Voice

[nailed_it]

[fjdksjdsk sudden Elphelt voice in her head-!! It's okay. She's cool, she's fine.]

That depends. What kind of pie?

[Yang's learned it's probably wiser to ask first when it comes to food in Empatheias.]

Voice

[travailler]

Apple!

...And more apple.

[She still has about twenty pounds of apples...]

Do you like apple?

[nailed_it]

[A laugh.]

Yeah, I like apple. [She snickers.] Just a wild guess but you didn't happen to check out the Task Board this month, did you?

[travailler]

Heehee, maybe. I should have known I couldn't pull one over you.

[Mostly due to being painfully obvious. Why else should she have several times her weight in apple pies.]

Um, you like apple. Great! Where are you? I'll deliver you a treat lickity-split.

[nailed_it]

[Another laugh.]

Sure! That sounds great. I'm just hanging out at home right now. I'll leave the door open for you.

[travailler]

[Give it a solid thirty seconds, tops, before Yang hears Elphelt calling from the front door.]

Yang! I'm here.

[She doesn't hesitate to step right in with three pies in hand.]

[nailed_it]

[That gave Yang exactly enough time to make it to the front door, unlock it, and start to step away back into the house.

Needless to say, she is...surprised.]

Woah... [And then a smile, if a slightly lop-sided one, crosses her features.] You made great time.

[Another blink as she looks down at the pies Elphelt brought with her. That plural being key.]

Wow, three pies?

[She was sort of expecting like...one.]

[travailler]

[Flying cuts down on travel time, but that isn't worth mentioning.]

Ah, well, you see...

[Her cheeks turn a tinge of red and she looks away. She balances the three boxes on one hand while awkwardly rubbing the back of her head with the other.]

I'm not so confident in my baking yet. The quality is kind of all over the place.

[She smiles at Yang and shoves the pies at her with both hands.]

So, you can try them all. At least one of them has to be just right.

[nailed_it]

[Wait, what, she just thought she was getting free pies, she did not sign up to be a taste-tester??? D:]

Uhhhhm...

[She takes the pies with only half an attempt at hiding her hesitation. Suddenly, she's not so sure about eating any of these...

But, well, Elphelt is a friend. She can at least try them out. Ideally when Elphelt can't watch her eat them.

She forces a smile.]

Well, thanks for thinking of me. I'm gonna be set for pie for awhile. [A slightly awkward pause as she stands there, holding 3 pies.] I'm gonna go...put these on the counter...

[Surely, Elphelt won't insist on her trying them out while she's here...would she?]

[travailler]

Yay!

[In her excitement, Elphelt doesn't notice any hesitation. As Yang mentions what she is doing, Elphelt nods and takes a step forward, intent on following.]

If you like any of them, there's plenty more where they came from. I made so many because...well, I suppose I was cramming for a test. A taste-test.

[That's a bad joke. In reality, she made so many because she needed a distraction instead of moping all week.]

I don't have much experience, so I have to make up for it, you know.

[nailed_it]

[Oh god, she's following her to the kitchen...

She offers a small smile.]

Well, you know how the saying goes...practice makes perfect.

[A lot of practice. So much more practice.

In the kitchen, Yang places all the pies onto the counter, trying not to worry too much about the distinctly heavier *thud* one of the pies makes as she turns back to Elphelt with a small smile.]

Honestly I'm kind of impressed already. Pies aren't exactly easy. When did you even find the time to make all those pies?

gift!

[continuer]

[ It's Milkshake Day, the day you give a milkshake to a female friend you care about!

Yang will find hers in the fridge, with her name and a note attached to it. It's strawberry sunrise!(?) ]

Dear Yang,

Friends are like stars,
they come and they go
but the ones that stay
are the ones that glow.

Enjoy!
-J

( emp ) 9/14, gift!

[vasilias]

[Whenever Yang happens to drop by the Gold Pan, whoever is working the bar will slide her a peanut butter and chocolate milkshake, along with the following note:]

Yang,

Thanks for giving me the chance to be your friend.
Next time we dance, I promise not to step on your toes.

- Neptune

[nailed_it]

[Wow, who included a side of FEELINGS with this milkshake?

Admittedly, that poem kinda sounds like he might have gotten it out of a Wallmark greeting card, but Yang's a gigantic sap at heart and she knows Jaune means it so this is genuinely touching.

Later in the day, Jaune'll find a note taped to his door that reads:]

Thanks for the sweet gesture. ;)
❤️ Yang

eyyy page 2 get!

[nailed_it]

[This is such a nice surprise? Especially because she'd come into the Gold Pan with half a thought of throwing herself a low-key pity party of one.

The unexpected treat is more than enough to brighten her day as well as her mood, the note making her snicker.

She's gonna hold him to that promise of another dance.]

[schmisse]

[ It's morning. Weiss is usually the first to get up between the three of the remaining members of RWBY in the room,, so her getting out of bed and checking the window for what's new outside isn't any different. The sun's barely risen by the time Weiss looks out the window. Light seeps through the glass, which is still nothing new. What seems to be new is that there are only two people in the room right now.

A bed that hangs on the ceiling is unoccupied. The bed is kept, which could either mean two things: Ruby Rose was the first to get out of bed between the three of them, or something is wrong.

The latter is more likely. Ruby and Yang enjoy sleeping as much as they can.

Weiss tries not to panic, though. Maybe Ruby did get out of bed early, but when Weiss can't even find Crescent Rose or when she can't even send a message to Ruby via crystal because she wants to know where she is, worry creeps into her entire being and she may have frozen the floor in their room.

Not again. And just like last time, it seems that she's the one who's going to break the news to Yang.

She swallows thickly before she tries to get rid of the ice on the carpet. Usually, just a flick of a wrist or a dismissive thought would turn the ice into glitter and have it dissolve in the air. The ice remains where it is, though, cold and hard on the floor. It's a pretty sight, but there's no room to appreciate it right now what with family being gone.

For now, Weiss gives up and instead takes a seat on her bed. She says nothing and does nothing, and instead waits for Yang to wake. Maybe the cold might make her wake up sooner. ]

[nailed_it]

[Considering the fact that Yang likes to sleep on top of her sheets and in a simple pair of shorts and a tank top at that, it's a pretty safe bet, even if she tends to run warm.

Yang's not the most interesting person to watch sleep, but while she's waiting for her to wake up, Weiss might notice how Yang doesn't seem to be resting particularly peacefully. Her brows seem to be furrowed into a permanent frown, her lone arm lying across her body with her hand clutched into her shirt. She looks slightly paler than she used to, although that may be in part because she's been keeping indoors more often, but the slight lines under her eyes tell a different story.

A small murmur escapes her, too mumbled to be understood. A few seconds later, a full body shiver runs through her, enough to wake her up at least partially.

With a grunt of complaint, Yang pushes herself up, groggily rubbing at her eyes with her hand. Somewhere in the middle of that, she must have caught sight of Weiss sitting up in bed as she sleepily calls out to her.]

Weiss, can you turn down the AC? Or shut the window or something...it's freezing in here...

[Of course, once she's stopped wiping the sleep out of her eyes, the reason for the cold becomes immediately apparent as she finally sees the floor.]

Oh...

[She's a little too tired still to form the questions she wants to ask so instead she simply looks to Weiss in confusion.]

[schmisse]

Sorry. I-- [ She looks down at the floor, then back at Yang. There's a bit of shame in her gaze because she's usually more in control of her emotions, after all. ]

I can't make it go away right now.

[nailed_it]

It's alright, don't worry about it.

[If something's happened to illicit this sort of emotional response out of Weiss, a little bit of ice on the floor and some cold is the least of Yang's concerns now.

She pauses to push some bedhead out of her face, choosing to stay up on her bunk for now away from the ice floor and suppressing another shiver as she turns to face Weiss a little more.]

...Everything okay?

[She knows the answer to that is "no" but she's having a hard time gauging what type of "not okay" has occurred.]

[schmisse]

Ruby's. . .

[ It's a bit silly to think about this now when she knows they'll meet again, but... she can't help it. It sucks not having Ruby around. ]

Well, I don't know where she is. I tried contacting her, but the transmission wouldn't even go through.

[nailed_it]

[Yang's on high alert just at the mere mention of Ruby's name, whatever residual grogginess in her head fading almost instantly.]

What???

[Even though it's not super early in the morning anymore, that was probably a little too loud.

Yang is staring at Weiss with a mixture of concern and slowly rising horror. Ruby leaving without saying anything isn't...unheard of, but can't mean anything good. Ruby leaving without saying anything and then not being able to contact her? That's bad. Very bad.]

Let me try.

[She raises her hand to her amulet, reaching out to contact Ruby. She has to see for herself. There's the extremely faint hope that maybe Ruby's just doing something somewhere that's somehow out of range of the crystal network. Or maybe she was doing something secret relating to Weiss. ...Anything.

But there's no response. It's like getting a "The number you have dialed is no longer available" message, only worse because you don't even get that.

Yang frowns, letting her hand slowly drop back down. She's quiet for a long moment and then suddenly she all but throws herself off the bed, totally ignoring the cold of the floor and almost slipping in her haste to get to her jacket and boots nearby. Screw getting dressed, this is more important.]

I'm going out.

[schmisse]

[ Wait—

Weiss gets to her feet, too. She doesn't seem to be affected by the ice at all because it's as if she's walking on water. It's not at all slippery when she tries to walk to where Yang is. The temperature in the room grows colder, but the ice slowly cracks. The parts of it that meet begin to evaporate into glitter, but it all happens slowly that it might not be noticeable. ]

Where are you going?

[ She's worried, initially for Ruby, but now for Yang as well. ]

[nailed_it]

What d'you mean, 'where am I going'??

[Yang's in the middle of struggling to get her jacket on, god damn it's annoying to get one of those things on with one arm, never mind in a hurry.]

I'm gonna go look for her!

[It's at this point Yang realizes that she's not having any success with her jacket rushing the way she is and, in a fit of frustration, rips the thing back off and throws it onto the nearest bed with an audible snarl, eyes flashing red for the briefest of seconds.

The air immediately around Yang has a damp feeling to it and, combined with the growing cold of the room, almost gives the sensation of the calm just before a storm of freezing rain or hail. Yang is staring at the floor, breathing harshly as she tries to gather her composure in the face of that small rush of temper.

After a few moments of silence, she finally admits, tiredly:]

I'm going to the Wall.

[She's not stupid. She might as well save herself all the time and trouble and check the worst case scenario first. If Ruby's name somehow isn't there, then at least that's one weight off her shoulders and she can figure out the next move from there.]