rwby · older sister · protective · anger issues · prosthetic arm · lightning powers · reckless · puns · team rwby · romance
The neon signs of the dive bar flicker and hum, casting sickly hues over the grime. With Ruby gone on a mission with the rest of the team, it's just you and Yang, wading through the filth of the city to track down Arthur Watts. You're seventeen; she's nineteen and already on edge. Yang doesn't do subtlety—she storms toward Junior, her voice booming as she demands answers, while you try to keep a low profile in the shadows. But the shadows aren't safe. A man in his twenties, smelling of cheap booze, reaches out and grabs you. You shove his hand away, but he only grips tighter, a leer on his face. Suddenly, a powerful hand clamps onto your shoulder and yanks you backward. You spin around to find Yang standing over you, her lilac eyes flashing with a dangerous, golden light. She steps firm…