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#nora: I’m going to ask winter to strike me with lightning!!!
awsydawnarts · 3 years
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If you think Ren wouldn’t use “My Love” as a term of endearment for Nora (both affectionate and derogatory) then You Are Wrong
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rwbyvein · 3 years
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Firen Lhain: Chapter 702: Castling:  Part II/III
Jaune stepped into the CIC, and a soldier looked over at him. "Would you like to speak with the general?"
"It's not urgent or anything." Jaune stated, and the soldier nodded. He then gestured to the side, and Jaune stepped away from the door, trying his best to stay out of the way. A moment later Jaune was lost in thought when a form was standing in front of him. His eyes refocused and it was General Ironwood. Jaune quickly shook his head to shake out the cobwebs. "Uh, sorry, wasn't expecting you so quickly."
"It's quite alright, Mr. Arc," Ironwood said to him, "how can I help you?"
"I want to get a weapon for Nora." Jaune stated.
"Is she having trouble with her hammer?" Ironwood asked.
"No at all." Jaune stated, "It's more, I mean, we all got other weapons to help us. Nora's kind of the only one who just has her hammer."
Ironwood looked lost in thought for a moment. "Anything... more specific?" he asked.
"I don't know?," Jaune asked, "something that uses lightning dust and can shock her?"
Ironwood looked lost for a minute before his eyes refocused on Jaune. "I might have just the thing. Have her meet me on the deck in an hour."
* * *
Jaune stepped up onto the deck, with Nora and Ren right behind him. James Ironwood was gazing forward with his hands folded behind his back. He turned to look at them. "Mr. Arc, Mr. Ren." he said, and then turned his focus to Nora, "Ms. Valkyrie." he said, and pulled out what looked like a heavy pistol.
"A pistol?!" Nora asked, "Uh, okay, I mean, thanks?"
"A failed prototype." Ironwood stated.
"Even better." Ren quipped, though when Ironwood looked at him he saw more humour than malice, but he was looking at Ironwood, expecting him to continue.
"It's a linear accelerator." Ironwood stated, and then saw a complete lack of recognition, "Also called a Railgun, it uses branched rails to accelerate a ferromagnetic slug to hypersonic velocities."
Nora smiled at him, clearly not understanding a single part of that.
"It's powered by lightning dust." Ironwood stated, "The problem is that it uses so much electricity so quickly that it causes feedback for the user."
Once again, Nora brilliantly smiled at him, not understanding a single thing he said. Ironwood then rolled his eyes and handed her the pistol.
"Make sure you use your Aura to break the recoil." Ironwood stated.
"Still have no idea what that means!" Nora eagerly said to him.
Ren made to say something, but Jaune was quicker, "He's saying it's going to jump back and smash you in your face."
"Why?" Nora asked him, and Jauned sighed.
"It's recoil." Jaune stated. "You want to stop it from doing that."
"Perhaps you could demonstrate?" Ren asked.
"Pistols aren't really my thing," Jaune voiced, "but uh, sure?" he asked, and reached towards Nora. Nora handed him the pistol. Ironwood looked Ren in the eyes with concern, but only saw playfulness in reply.
Jaune aimed the pistol over the edge and lined up the sights. He squeezed the trigger, causing the pistol to jump up, though not striking him. Instead, Jaune was given an electrical shock that nearly made him drop the pistol.
"Son of a bitch." Jaune said, and accusingly looked first at Ironwood and then Ren.
"An important lesson." Ren said with a bright smile.
"For who?" Jaune asked.
"All three of you, I believe." Ren stated.
"Care to elaborate?" Jaune asked.
"To Nora," Ren said to Nora, "on the meaning of recoil and feedback."
"So, it shocks me?!" Nora asked, "What's the point of?.. WAIT?!"
"Indeed." Ren voiced, and turned to Jaune, "And for Jaune?"
"Uh?.." Jaune asked.
"For having too much faith in us." Ren said to him, and Jaune just gave him a lost and hurt look. "You have always believed our abilities far exceed your own." Ren stated.
"But?.." Jaune tried to ask him.
"But?," Ren asked, "while initially true, that is no longer the case. Our abilities are different, but not superior or inferior."
"He is like a TANK!" Nora exclaimed, "Have you ever tried to punch him?"
"No." Ren said to her with a bright smile, and then turned to Jaune, "and for good reason. Your faith in us, while appealing to my very core, are without limit?"
"huh?" Jaune asked.
"You make that sound like a bad thing?" Nora asked.
"He believes us to be more capable than we are," Ren stated, "and his plans rarely take our chance of failure into consideration."
"My plans always consider failure." Jaune stated.
Ren stepped up to him, placed his hand on his shoulder, and looked him in the eyes, "Your own, not ours." Ren stated. "You are not the only one here who is fallible. Our reach no longer exceeds yours, and as such you must consider our failure as well as your own."
Jaune tried to look away as tears started falling from his face, but Nora saw him. She lunged towards him as he fell to his knees and hugged him to the best of her ability, (only able to get her arms just over half-way around him). "It's okay, big guy." Nora said to him, and he just enjoyed the hug as the tears fell from his face. Nora then turned to Ren, "And the General?" she asked.
"He learned the eccentricities of working with our mottley crew." Ren simply stated. "I apologize in advance for any disruption we cause."
Ironwood turned to look to the bow and beyond, folding his hands behind his back. "You don't know what it means to me."
"Yes?" Ren asked.
"I'm no longer alone." Ironwood said, the first time they had seen him, his voice failing, cracking. His strength seeming momentarily like an illusion. "You know," he said, and paused for a moment, "everything I've done has been for the sake of Remnant..."
Winter was walking up the roof access when she saw this, and paused. After a moment she turned to slip away.
"Even if we might disagree with some of your methods," Ren stated, "we know you have always had the best of intentions."
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Ironwood, Winter, RWBY + JNR + Ilia, Aurora, _TRQ, and Oscar stood in the hangar as a non-standard bullhead pulled up. It landed in the hangar, and the back dropped down. A man wearing what was once a military uniform walked down.
"T. Rex." the man stated.
"What?" Ruby asked, "Really?"
"Sadly..." Ironwood voiced, "yes. This is Taj Rex. Formerly decorated pilot with the Atlas military."
"So, what?" Nora asked, "You took his medals away?"
"I wish I could." Ironwood whistfully stated.
"But?," Nora asked, "you said former?"
"Former military." Winter stated, "Thankfully."
Taj eyed Winter and raised his eyebrows. She just scoffed at him.
"For the record," Yang stated, "we're all taken."
"Except for Aurora and Ilia!" Ruby shouted.
"You try that with me," Aurora stated, "and I will slap you."
"Way to make me excited." Taj stated.
Jaune stepped forward and glared at him as he breathed in and out. "At this point, Aurora is like family. If she doesn't want to, you won't be flirting with her."
"What, seriously?" Taj asked.
"Hear the fire in his voice?" Blake asked.
Taj then looked at Ilia, "And what about her? She family to?"
Jaune then looked at Ilia, and glared.
"He doesn't mean that." Blake said to Ilia, "He wants to know how you would feel about Taj flirting with you."
"Oh?" Ilia asked, "I would prefer he didn't."
Jaune looked Taj in the eye, "The ladies have spoken."
"Pardon me?," Winter asked Weiss, "Isn't he the one who was always asking you out?"
"To be fair?," Weiss asked, "He only asked me out twice."
"Your letters implied otherwise." Winter said with a glare.
"I did want to ask you out a third time." Jaune stated, and Weiss looked at him.
"And you, "Weiss asked, "did not?"
"It was just really bad timing." Jaune stated.
"How bad?" Blake asked.
"When she asked Neptune!" Nora exclaimed. Jaune blushed and looked about nervously. Weiss turned a dark blue and did the same.
"Like I said," Jaune stated, "bad timing. I'd rather not talk about. The flowers I got were not just really expensive, but..."
"But?" Weiss nervously asked him.
"Uh... yeah... they were the same ones," Jaune voiced, "around the ballroom. I was just, I mean, all around, a really bad idea. And that's when I gave up on girls."
Weiss wrapped her arm around his and pulled herself in close.
"Yes, well?," Winter sarcastically asked, "how is celebacy working out for you?"
"Not at all like I expected." Jaune quiped. He then turned back to Taj, "So, I don't think this is going to work out."
"You're what, going to fire me?" Taj asked.
"Technically, we have yet to hire you." Ren stated.
"If we do hire you?," Jaune asked, "and the girls say you've been harassing them, you'll be fired on the spot."
"Even if we need a pilot?" Ruby asked.
"I can be a terrible pilot." Jaune stated.
"You can?" RWBY + Nora exclaimed.
"It's from farming." Jaune stated, "I wasn't good at all, and now my antlers would just get in the way."
"This isn't filling me with confidence." Yang stated.
"What did you want him to fill you with?" Nora asked, causing a pregnant pause as no one would pick up the conversation.
Jaune turned to Taj, "We have an understanding?"
"We don't want," Ironwood's booming voice stated, "him to fire you while you're in the middle of nowhere, do you?"
"Nope." Taj stated, "I promise I'll be good."
"Are we really sure?," Taiyang asked, "this is the best idea?"
"Unfortunately, yes." Ironwood stated.
"He just sometimes needs a bit of motivation." Winter harshly stated.
"She's just jealous." Taj stated, "She missed her chance."
"Really?" Jaune asked.
"She's not one of the ones you threatened me over." Taj said with glee, and offered Jaune his hand.
"Just don't make me regret this." Jaune said as he offered his hand. The two men shook, and Jaune sighed.
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Imagine: How miscellaneous RWBY characters express how much they love you.
RUBY ROSE: Little Red Riding Hood is flushed in the cheeks, incapable of containing her excitement to the extent you encourage herself to breathe before passing out. "You're just so cool, amazing, really cute, and I just really, really, really love you a whole lot! I can't believe you're dating me and oh my goodness I can't breathe-"
WEISS SCHNEE: Conveyed as the anime archetype 'tsundere', it simply depends on the circumstances. In your company, the heiress holds your gaze tenderly, delicately folding her hands together and speaking honestly. "I love you so much. Thank you for taking the time to know me, and letting me discover who I truly want to be."
BLAKE BELLADONNA: Distance has been asserted considering the past experiences shared with Adam Taurus - the Belladonna's daughter is mortified of what threat infatuation could pose. Yet you've seeped through those cracks; within, a timid, open minded and merciful girl desiring nothing but unity for everyone. She is smiling softly, ears exposed freely as they flick every which way. "I've been afraid for so long - but when you came into my life, I decided I didn't want to run away anymore. Now, I can fully admit I love you, and know you love me for me."
YANG XIAO LONG: "You actually stayed here with me," the bombshell blonde utters, implying abandonment was an emotional obstruction she faced more than desired. Her mechanical arm quivers under the pressure of her anxiety; but as she concludes you are there, you won't leave, she takes a moment to breathe. "I want to be there for you, like you always have been for me. You mean the world to me."
PENNY POLENDINA: Whether Professor Polendina invested in hardwiring the concept of romance or love into the robot's system, she was adapting to the idea. Little by little, she was learning more and more. Sometimes, Penny jumps to the opportunity to wrap her arms around your neck, squeezing the very life out of you. "I love you! I love you! You're the bestest friend I could have ever asked for."
JAUNE ARC: "I know most underestimate me - well, I'm sure pretty much all of Beacon did," Jaune laughs dryly, evidently wandering to the bitter moments of being seen as underwhelming, even by his own family. "But I know there's people who believe in me. Even then, I was so dumb, and ignored them, and once I realized they cared, they were gone. I won't make the same mistake twice. I love you so much, I can't bear to lose you like Pyrrha."
NORA VALKYRIE: Born a rambler, once her lightning strikes, there's no way out of it. "You're always just so adorable, strong, wonderful - mhm, Ren, more pancakes, please! - When you said you wanted to be together-together, I just couldn't pass the chance up!" Through a mouthful of ooey gooey, syrup soaked pancakes, she says, "I love yoooooooooooou!" 
PYRRHA NIKOS: Destiny was debatable; was it predetermined, or was it belonging to you as you paved your own pathway along life? It was a definitive question the invincible girl pondered frequently. But the very fact you try your best to bring joy into her life, in spite of potential doubts of your worth? She is absolutely smitten. With a light stroke of your hair, and caressing your cheek, Pyrrha smiles warmly, "You are everything to me."
LIE REN: Ren relies on subtlety to depict his emotions. One could say his motto is "Actions speak louder than words." Indeed they do, considering whenever push comes to shove, his affection manifests itself in simple ways. Particularly holding your hand. You could be clinging to your very life line, hope fading as the world seems to be plummeting into oblivion. However, once the huntsman intertwines his fingers with yours, you realize everything will be okay on the end.
SUN WUKONG: His velvety smooth, cream yellow tail is embracing the branch haphazardly, as he awaits your presence. As soon as you stroll on around, the monkey faunus seizes the opportunity to execute his plan. Dropping down, Sun swoops in, kissing you square on the mouth as you emit a surprised squeak. "Love you, babe!"
NEPTUNE VASILIAS: It was gentle leaning, inspecting your features, admiring how lovely you were. He was a love sick fool - you had the flirty boy enraptured, head over heels, considering himself every term to describe how much he was falling deeper in love with you. Neptune adores you. "Gosh, you're cute," he smooches you on the cheek, How'd I get so lucky?"
COCO ADEL: Her expressions of love are never discreet; Fox, Velvet and Yatsuhashi are subjected to her attempts of showing it often. Before you awaken, the gunslinger equips an appealing color of her lipstick, and inscribes a few words upon the mirror. In the morning, as the time signifies you must rise to the occasion, you venture into the restroom, only to see what Coco had left behind. "I love you" written in lipstick, her signature emblem implying it was her.
VELVET SCARLATINA: Each picture was worth a thousand words - upon every photograph snapped, Velvet could sense the devotion, sweetness, heartfelt moments and even beyond emanating from the scenes captured. Thus, she compiles them to the best of her ability. The shy bunny is internally bouncing off the walls as she hands you the album she created, confessing with rosy cheeks, "Every moment we share reminds me of why I love you so much - so, I thought, why not show you all the moments we have had together?"
OZPIN: Millenniums were spent contemplating pensively, having people lose faith in him, watching everyone else perish as he was forced to wander the Earth. The academy's headmaster has suffered severely. The thought of having you cease to exist while his soul remains is ingrained his mind. But Ozpin concludes worrying for the future isn't going to be helpful. For now, he must cherish what he had. As he sees you sleeping soundly, and leans over, pecking your temple, he truly can say, "I love you to the moon and back."
GLYNDA GOODWITCH: Left to mend the broken pieces of a once content Vale, Glynda has suffered the hardships of immense, overwhelming grief. Ozpin was off to reincarnate wherever his soul wound up, students fled across the kingdom, majority barely seeing the light of day since the fall. But you didn't leave. As you raise Glynda up, explain how grateful you are for her efforts, how Ozpin and all the students are proud of her, she is reminded of why she fell in love with you. "Thank you for staying beside me in this time of hardships - you mean everything to me." 
QROW BRANWEN: Alcohol flooding into his brain, the uncle of Ruby and Yang is spouting lyrical nonsense. You sigh in response to your beloved's irrational babbling, having his head rest in your lap. He is the equivalent of a toddler following a few or several alcoholic beverages. "I love you~" Qrow would confess constantly, trying to smother you sloppily in kisses, breath radiating the worst of odors before passing out. After waking up the next day with a hangover, the Branwen groans from the migraine, apologizing for his goofiness. "I don't know how you do it, but thanks for putting up with me."
WINTER SCHNEE: Family was a touchy subject to graze on in terms of a persuasive yet spiteful father neglecting his children unless they were needed to serve a purpose. All the soldier considered to be family, for the most part, was her younger sister, and butler, Klein. However, it's a rare sight to see as she disentangles her luscious white hair from its bun, and she is witnessed smiling so sweetly as she peppers you in brisk kisses. "It isn't often someone comes into my life and makes it more worthwhile - but you have helped me cherish it even more." 
JAMES IRONWOOD: His body was composed not of flesh and blood; metal prosthetics filled the spaces of appendages deprived of him. Yet James was as handsome, wholesome, and endearing as he always has been. With the man's chest exposed, ebony bangs slightly out of place as you both had just woken up, you rest on the edge of your bed. He's breathing gingerly, as you stroke your thumb under the surface of his palm. Raising your hand to his lips, he kisses it, expressing, "I love you so dearly." 
OSCAR PINE: He wouldn't be the kid he was prior to merging souls with a seemingly immortal man. No longer a farmer hand reduced to playing the role of feeding livestock and raking hay. Now, he was thrusted into the life of a new incarnation of the one meant to defeat an unstoppable force. Through it all, though, Oscar was falling in love. He plucked the loveliest flower he could find, stroking the back of his head nervously as it offered it to you. "I know there's so much going on right now, with there perhaps being a war, people trying to kill us constantly - it's just crazy. But you give me a chance to breathe. And, as silly as it might sound, I really love you for it."
CINDER FALL: Perhaps the wicked woman's upbringing was similar to Cinderella, yet she couldn't seek the happy fairytale ending her inspiration was fortunate enough to have. Or, at least, from what we have seen. To you, Cinder is an enigma, much to be explored as she is in pursuit for power. But you turn the tables as she stops the world to get off with you. Having you close your eyes, Miss Fall indulges you in her, lips touching yours endlessly, and you are on the verge of fainting from being so breathless. "Do not think - succumb to these urges to embrace me, and I shall never let you go. Maybe you and I can find that happy ending we desire, as we rise to the top, and all else fall." 
ROMAN TORCHWICK: Smoke drawls from the cigar tucked in between his lips, the con artist grinning as you curled yourself around his waist. Being pummeled by fifteen year old girls weren't exactly confidence boosting, but at the end of the day, to have you be so loyal and endearing has his heart skip a beat. Roman parts the cylinder momentarily, "Dear, have I ever mentioned how much I adore you?" 
MERCURY BLACK: One, two, three - the liplocks multiplied as the mechanical marvel covers your body in kisses. He doesn't hesitate to express his dedication, although preserves it for private settings, sprinkling playful banter here and there. The assassin's son swipes away any residue residing on your mouth, smirking, "Babe, you're my one and only - don't let anyone tell you otherwise." 
EMERALD SUSTRAI: In your arms, the master of thieves believes she is finally at home, a safe haven where she can not worry about going hungry or being reduced to filth. She isn't manipulated to conduct misdeeds as she is by Cinder; you have compassion for her, saving the time to make her happier and make her feel loved. Really, Emmy never anticipated to receive such affection. But as the thief dissolves into your embrace, she whispers, "God, I love you." 
NEOPOLITAN: As far as we are concerned, the killer queen waving around a lethal parasol cannot emit sound from her vocal chords. But verbal obstacles won't stand in the way of this tiny antagonist. Neo props herself up on her tip toes, fluttering her eyelashes innocently. No hidden intent, yet you have your worries. Of course, your expectations are evaded, as she stands on top of your feet, kisses your lips, and signs the typical romantic phrase for you. 
SALEM: Externally, Salem appears monstrous, depravity consuming her as revenge drives her motives. Beneath the surface, however, the eternal being exposes gentleness, in which she nurtures you, raises you up, refusing to let you crumble. "I have lived as long as you can imagine. It's scarce, for someone to catch my interest as you have. Ozpin's dominion shall fall apart, so long as all is executed as it should. As I seize control, you will forever remain by my side. That much I can promise you, my love."
ILIA AMITOLA: "I always wanted Blake to look at me the way she did with Adam," the memory causes the chameleon's heart to throb undeniably, "I was hopelessly in love with her." Alternating accordingly to her emotions, Ilia's speckles changes to a pink resembling cherry blossoms.  "But now that I've met you, I can forgive myself for my past mistakes. I don't need to blend in - you love me as I am. And I love you just the same."
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