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[beaconed]

"Helloooo! You've reached Jaune Arc! If I'm not answering, it means I'm probably off somewhere fighting monsters or... doing something really awesome like saving a cat, or the president's son! You know how it is, a leader's schedule can be really hectic nowadays, ha ha! Just kidding, I'm probably in school, but I'd totally do those things if I ha-- [BEEP]"



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[beaconed]

Trust goes both ways, though. You gotta start trusting in the people who care about you, too.

[heiroglyphs]

I've never really had anyone I could trust before this.

[beaconed]

C'monnn, that's not true, you're being dramatic!

[ There's team RWBY and all of her Cerealian friends! ... Not that Jaune is clued in enough to realize he's not talking to Weiss at all. ]

Is that why you wanted to see me alone?

[heiroglyphs]

I guess that... maybe it is.

[She shifts her weight awkwardly, scratching her arm.]

I just... haven't had anyone to talk to about this. Yang's not in the talking mood, and Ruby's... Ruby.

[Whatever that means, but Weiss has used that description before, so maybe it's valid here.]

[beaconed]

I'm... glad I could help. ... Did I? I-I hope you feel better. [ How has he not screwed this up yet... ]

[heiroglyphs]

Maybe a little. Thanks, Jaune. I knew this was the right thing to do.

[beaconed]

The Weiss Schnee I know always knows everything ever! [ okay calm down white knight ] Well, I guess that's that. Should I take the stairs or should you? How does this work, this... secret meeting thing, heh...

[heiroglyphs]

[Wait, what? He's leaving? This isn't according to plan at all!

Acting quickly, she grabs Jaune's arm.]

Just like that? I thought you'd want to talk more than that...

[beaconed]

H-Huh? Well, I-- [ akdbfabgkl ]

It's not that I don't wanna, I just-- I thought, y'know, why risk messing it all up by saying something that'll make you mad, and-and I made plans with Rapunzel, you see, she's gonna draw a painting of me and I'm gonna be a model, which might I add is pretty hard, 'cause, like, you're not supposed to move, which I kinda do all the time except now 'cause I... I don't know.

[ wtf is happening here ]

[heiroglyphs]

Oh, yeah. You two have been spending a lot of time together, haven't you?

[beaconed]

Yup. That's... what team mates do! Heh. I'm kinda short on those, if you... if you haven't noticed...

[ ... ]

Wait, aren't you spending time with her, too?

[heiroglyphs]

She lives down the hall from me.

[She will neither confirm nor deny.]

It's odd how we can both be friends with a person, yet spend such little time together.

[She gives her arm a squeeze.]

[beaconed]

Yeah, heh.

[ ........ ]

Wait, what?

[ ??? ]

[heiroglyphs]

I just... think that it would be nice if we spent more time around each other.

Like... right now, for example.

[beaconed]

Weiss? Do you feel okay? It's me, Jaune.

[ Now he's feeling her forehead, checking for her temperature. ]

Jaune Arc.

[ Weiss threatening to hurt him coming in 3, 2, 1......... ]

[heiroglyphs]

[And taking this opportunity to lean in closer. You damn string bean, stop being so tall.]

I feel just fine. What about you?

[beaconed]

Uhhhhmm.... h-hahah...

[ s w a l l o w s ]

I-- yeah? Haaa... just, pffwaha... d-do you feel fine?

[ ALREADY ASKED THAT. ]

[heiroglyphs]

[Weiss can't help but giggle at his stammering.]

Still fine.

[Here, she'll grab the top of his breastplate and pull him down so their foreheads can touch. Because heaven forbid you make the first move.]

[beaconed]

G--ahh!!

[ He has... no idea what the next move here is, but it's definitely not the most obvious one. When their foreheads are touching, Jaune tries his best to maintain a poker face, but his heart is racing regardless of who were to do this to him. ]

Y-You... ah. I see. Yes. In some cultures, they check for temperatures by pressing ones forehead against the other person's, yeah. Wow. Yeah, Ren mentioned this. Hmm. Feels kinda funny. Hot. I mean, my forehead! My forehead feels hot. Or is that yours. Yeah, no, it's gotta be yours. Duh. Heh. Seriously, what's up with this heat, though.

[heiroglyphs]

Jaune.

[She pulls her head away, cheery tone replaced with her usual exasperation. Her hand stays tight on his breastplate, but gives him enough slack to move how he wants.]

I invite you out to a private rooftop and give you every opportunity to kiss me, and you still haven't made a move? You really are a dolt.

[beaconed]

[ Ah. So he wasn't imagining that. ]

Wh... I... I thought we were gonna be friends... that's what you wanted, right?

[heiroglyphs]

[Her brow furrows and she shoves him. So you're gonna play that game, huh? She's seen movies, she can play too.]

I don't know what I want, Jaune. Maybe this world is too crazy to predict. Maybe I just want to close my eyes and see what happens.

[So she does. She crosses her arms and closes her eyes.]

[beaconed]

[ Jaune just... steps closer again and stares. His instinct to kiss girls kind of went kaput after the last one died. If anything, he's starting to assume Weiss is having some kinda PTSD. ]

.....Annnnnd? What's happening?

[heiroglyphs]

I'm getting annoyed...?

[She's tapping her foot. This is not how she planned this at all.]

[beaconed]

Y'know, it's not like you to wait for someone else to take initiative. [ He learned as much when he saw Weiss ask Neptune to the dance, which is traditionally uncommon. ]

'Cause deep down? You... don't really wanna do this. Not with me. S-So why don't we just... go back to our homes a-and, y'know, I'll... try to act like I'll never bring it up but I know I probably will 'cause... y-yup. [ HE CAN'T MAKE PROMISES HE CAN'T KEEP. ]