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"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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[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.
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Wh... I... I thought we were gonna be friends... that's what you wanted, right?
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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.]
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.....Annnnnd? What's happening?
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[She's tapping her foot. This is not how she planned this at all.]
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'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. ]
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What do you mean this isn't like me? Who else would I be, Jaune? I'm Weiss. I've always been Weiss.
[I am absolutely not a robot pretending to be Weiss.]
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Fine! We'll just do this the old-fashioned way!
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W-What?! Which part of this is "old-fashioned"?! Weiss, wait--!!
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[She takes a step towards him.]
And you screwed it up.
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Hopefully.
... Oh man, what if she isn't? ]
Weiss! Stop! ... I'll do it! Okay? I'll... I'll kiss you. We'll do it your way! All of it! I-I mean, might as well get something out of this, right...
[ That should buy him some time, yes. ]
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You will? But I just said I wanted to kill you while we did it. You're weirder than Weiss said you were.
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...
Besides. I... I think I kinda understand you... yeah.
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[But she's lowering her guard. You may get closer, for now.]
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[ Cautiously, Jaune steps towards her. ] It's... probably 'cause I'm a phony, too. It doesn't matter if I'm a person, or machine, or program, or... some kinda clone. In the end, you and I are are the biggest pretenders here. Even if you do what you said you were gonna, I'm glad we could share at least one honest moment together, right?
[ Maintaining eye contact and keeping her gaze where it needs to be, Jaune caresses her cheek and slowly leans in for a kiss. Somehow, this part comes easy for him, as if he's played it out in his head a million times when they first met.
Now comes the hard part, hinging on the hopes that she reciprocates for a few seconds. ]
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[She's cut off as Jaune's lips touch hers. The robot hadn't prepared for how it felt. She'd seen it on TV, sure, but Weiss hadn't told her anything about kissing. It's entirely possible (likely, even) that Weiss herself doesn't even know what this is like. The sensation is... oddly soft, and warm? Like two little pillows pushed against your lips. No matter how you describe it, it's nothing like anything she had experienced before. Maybe she could just stand here for a little while and--
No, focus. He's right where you want him. One hand paws at his chest until she finds the side of his breastplate. With a bit of force, she shifts it slightly to the side and readies Myrtenaster. There should be just enough room this way. The angle is off a little, she'll probably miss the heart, but he shouldn't have much trouble bleeding out anyway.
All she needs to do is thrust her arm up and he'll be gone. Just... one little push. That's all it'll take.
Any time now.
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Stop enjoying this.
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Just kill him.
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Please?]
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It's his turn to be honest now, although doing this gives him no joy. He needs to keep reminding himself that this isn't a real person, as much as he feels guilty over tricking it. ]
The real Weiss Schnee might think I'm a loser, but... she would never try to hurt me. She wouldn't hurt anyone.
[ In contrast to his smooth moves from just a few seconds ago, Jaune's hand is shaking as he searches for Shiho's gun in his back pocket. ]
... And I won't let you hurt her.
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You bastard! Why couldn't you just lay down and die!
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[ Not even dying! Apparently he's a good kisser, though, who knew.
It's sad to think that the conversation they had earlier was nothing but a fabrication, but the pep talk he offered to this Weiss has also helped Jaune realize something important, and that's that he has lost enough friends as it is. He'll probably never be close to the real Weiss, but someone will someday, and... she deserves that chance to see it through. To be liked for who she is rather than what she's known for.
Just like Pyrrha did.
Which is why there is no room for half-measures. These robots can't be trusted or reasoned with, he has learned that much over the past few days. ]
I dunno if you can feel the things we do. I... I'm kinda selfishly hoping you can't, b-but if I'm wrong, then... I'm really sorry. I wish we could've been friends.
[ And with that, Jaune takes out his gun and shoots Weiss in the head, ensuring that this creature posing as her stays dead. ]
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