Pyrrha Nikos (
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genessia2016-02-27 07:08 pm
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;DREAM DOCKS
[Pyrrha had been told about what happened to her and a few other things leading up to her demise from the others, but she felt it was better to go see it for herself. No matter how afraid she would be or how painful it might be, she had to see it through. Both her and Yang did. So waking up wasn't exactly comfortable. Not when the last thing she remembered was an arrow to the chest and then turning into dust.
She failed.... Dying hurt, but failing when she could have helped turn the tides around hurt the most. And knowing how Yang's fight with Mercury went seemed so much worse before she found out that she'd lost her arm and all of the other bad things that's happened. She felt a stinging in the corner of her eyes as tears ran down her cheeks. She covered her eyes as she hold her head on her hands.
It hurt... All of this hurt.... Not just what happened to Amber... Not just what happened when Jaune was just cheering her up... Not just the tournament... Or even her death. It was everything. She'd hurt someone she cared about without realizing it. She had the death of Penny on her hands, Ruby's dear friend. Even if it wasn't initially her fault, she was still dead because of her semblence. And then the Grimm breaking in and starting the end of everything....
She wasn't strong enough. Were all of her efforts in vain? And her first and last kiss she'd have with Jaune back home. He was here, but what the hell was she going to say to him? "Sorry I kissed you and then pushed you in a locker like a nerd to protect you?" Now she can see how he was so torn up... How everyone was with her...
But enough with her, she had to check on Yang. Yang was probably in worse shape right now. So wiping away her tears, she hurried over to Yang.]
Yang. Are you... awake yet?
[It was a little longer for Yang to wake up. The girl had more memories to go through too, not to mention her last memories weren’t exactly happy moments. How do you explain to everyone that she really believed Mercury was trying to kick her again after the match was over? At least her teammates believed her, although tentatively from the looks of Blake, but being disqualified like that still hurt. Compared to everything else, it was a small hurt though.
Blake. That one hurt the most. Not only losing her arm trying to protect her teammate, but her teammate up and running. She thought they were partners, that they should be pulling through thick and thin. Instead her teammate ran at the first chance she could, ran and left Yang missing an arm trying to protect her. Well if Blake wanted to run, then so be it, Yang won’t chase her down, but if that kitty ever showed up, Yang had some stern words for her (and a good slugging in the face).
Still she had to remember she wasn’t alone at the docks, and at least she was alive. That was the key thing as she slowly sat upright, tears in her own eyes as she practically leaped out of her chair to tackle Pyrrha in a hug.]
Pyrrha...y-you’re still here….thank god.
[she cried into her friend’s shoulder, only to blink and look down when she realized only one arm was hugging her friend.
And that brought her cold as she looked at the missing stump of what used to be her right arm, gauntlet uselessly lying on the floor, tears springing to her eyes again as she felt the phantom motions of trying to clench a hand that was no longer there, moving an arm that doesn’t exist and hadn’t existed for a month. It almost felt like she could still feel her hand.]
P-Pyrrha...what should we do?
;HOME
[On the walk home, it was a bit.. strange. Between Pyrrha and Yang hugging each other because of the trauma and events that occurred and the silence of trying to really let it all sink in, Pyrrha wasn’t really sure how to approach her friends. Either way, Yang and Pyrrha would make it through, but now facing everyone who had kept things from them previously was a little…. awkward. And Yang definitely looked like she just wanted to say fuck it all and ignore everyone. Not that Pyrrha could blame her really.
Eventually they made it back to the house, both girls staring up at the mansion that housed their friends as they contemplated what they were going to say once everyone knew they were there. Well...Pyrrha might have, Yang for all it was worth was growing steadily more grumpy as time went on, to the point that after staring at the door for a few minutes, she threw Pyrrha a glance, almost apologetically, before a loud crashing noise echoed through the house announcing their return.
Yang kicked down the door.
When she looked to Pyrrha, she wasn’t sure what the look was for until she did it. She couldn’t help but jump a little, but otherwise didn’t react much more than that. Slightly nodding to her, she glanced back towards where her room was. Going to her room and just… flopping onto the bed and doing nothing sounded nice. She was sure that Yang wanted to just go to her room too. The problem was how close Pyrrha’s room was to Jaune’s. Maybe she could… sneak in somehow…?
No… it didn’t seem likely… They were all probably waiting for the both of them.
At that point though, Yang didn’t quite care if they were up, or if Pyrrha wanted her own room. Keeping her hold on the girl, the blonde practically dragged her up the stairs to her own room, where she’d immediately flop on the bed with Pyrrha, not wanting to let her teammate out of her sight until she was sure both were alright from the week’s ordeal.]
[OOC: Feel free to either see them at the Dream Docks or along the way to their home. Otherwise the rest of will probably take place in the house. Pyrhha’s color is this color while Yang will have this color.]
[Pyrrha had been told about what happened to her and a few other things leading up to her demise from the others, but she felt it was better to go see it for herself. No matter how afraid she would be or how painful it might be, she had to see it through. Both her and Yang did. So waking up wasn't exactly comfortable. Not when the last thing she remembered was an arrow to the chest and then turning into dust.
She failed.... Dying hurt, but failing when she could have helped turn the tides around hurt the most. And knowing how Yang's fight with Mercury went seemed so much worse before she found out that she'd lost her arm and all of the other bad things that's happened. She felt a stinging in the corner of her eyes as tears ran down her cheeks. She covered her eyes as she hold her head on her hands.
It hurt... All of this hurt.... Not just what happened to Amber... Not just what happened when Jaune was just cheering her up... Not just the tournament... Or even her death. It was everything. She'd hurt someone she cared about without realizing it. She had the death of Penny on her hands, Ruby's dear friend. Even if it wasn't initially her fault, she was still dead because of her semblence. And then the Grimm breaking in and starting the end of everything....
She wasn't strong enough. Were all of her efforts in vain? And her first and last kiss she'd have with Jaune back home. He was here, but what the hell was she going to say to him? "Sorry I kissed you and then pushed you in a locker like a nerd to protect you?" Now she can see how he was so torn up... How everyone was with her...
But enough with her, she had to check on Yang. Yang was probably in worse shape right now. So wiping away her tears, she hurried over to Yang.]
Yang. Are you... awake yet?
[It was a little longer for Yang to wake up. The girl had more memories to go through too, not to mention her last memories weren’t exactly happy moments. How do you explain to everyone that she really believed Mercury was trying to kick her again after the match was over? At least her teammates believed her, although tentatively from the looks of Blake, but being disqualified like that still hurt. Compared to everything else, it was a small hurt though.
Blake. That one hurt the most. Not only losing her arm trying to protect her teammate, but her teammate up and running. She thought they were partners, that they should be pulling through thick and thin. Instead her teammate ran at the first chance she could, ran and left Yang missing an arm trying to protect her. Well if Blake wanted to run, then so be it, Yang won’t chase her down, but if that kitty ever showed up, Yang had some stern words for her (and a good slugging in the face).
Still she had to remember she wasn’t alone at the docks, and at least she was alive. That was the key thing as she slowly sat upright, tears in her own eyes as she practically leaped out of her chair to tackle Pyrrha in a hug.]
Pyrrha...y-you’re still here….thank god.
[she cried into her friend’s shoulder, only to blink and look down when she realized only one arm was hugging her friend.
And that brought her cold as she looked at the missing stump of what used to be her right arm, gauntlet uselessly lying on the floor, tears springing to her eyes again as she felt the phantom motions of trying to clench a hand that was no longer there, moving an arm that doesn’t exist and hadn’t existed for a month. It almost felt like she could still feel her hand.]
P-Pyrrha...what should we do?
;HOME
[On the walk home, it was a bit.. strange. Between Pyrrha and Yang hugging each other because of the trauma and events that occurred and the silence of trying to really let it all sink in, Pyrrha wasn’t really sure how to approach her friends. Either way, Yang and Pyrrha would make it through, but now facing everyone who had kept things from them previously was a little…. awkward. And Yang definitely looked like she just wanted to say fuck it all and ignore everyone. Not that Pyrrha could blame her really.
Eventually they made it back to the house, both girls staring up at the mansion that housed their friends as they contemplated what they were going to say once everyone knew they were there. Well...Pyrrha might have, Yang for all it was worth was growing steadily more grumpy as time went on, to the point that after staring at the door for a few minutes, she threw Pyrrha a glance, almost apologetically, before a loud crashing noise echoed through the house announcing their return.
Yang kicked down the door.
When she looked to Pyrrha, she wasn’t sure what the look was for until she did it. She couldn’t help but jump a little, but otherwise didn’t react much more than that. Slightly nodding to her, she glanced back towards where her room was. Going to her room and just… flopping onto the bed and doing nothing sounded nice. She was sure that Yang wanted to just go to her room too. The problem was how close Pyrrha’s room was to Jaune’s. Maybe she could… sneak in somehow…?
No… it didn’t seem likely… They were all probably waiting for the both of them.
At that point though, Yang didn’t quite care if they were up, or if Pyrrha wanted her own room. Keeping her hold on the girl, the blonde practically dragged her up the stairs to her own room, where she’d immediately flop on the bed with Pyrrha, not wanting to let her teammate out of her sight until she was sure both were alright from the week’s ordeal.]
[OOC: Feel free to either see them at the Dream Docks or along the way to their home. Otherwise the rest of will probably take place in the house. Pyrhha’s color is this color while Yang will have this color.]

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I'm... I'm here.... I'm sorry... Yang I.... [I wish I could do more for you]
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Don't...appologize, Pyrrha. It's not...not your fault. It was theirs. [Who 'theirs' was is a matter of debate at the moment. Cinder, Emerald, and Mercury for orchestrating this entire debacle? Ozpin, Glynda, and Ironwood for hiding important things and letting Pyrrha and many others die? At this point Yang's perfectly content to blame both, but she'll hug her friend all the same.]
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I don't want to be babied, Pyrrha. If they start trying to coddle me, I'm going to show them I can still fight. Or I'm just going to...to take off I guess.
[She doesn't look very pleased at that idea, but its' out there. She doesn't want pity. Especially from her friends.]
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I am here, when you are ready.
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So... you told them. [Which is fine because Pyrrha wanted to at least tell them about the maidens. Now she wouldn't have to.] I... might need to talk to you later...
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My door is always open to you, Pyrrha.
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[Then she had to say something...]
I.... Professor it's.... You have to know that... It's not all just your fault... [At least, that's what she believes.]
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...You're an asshole.
[She's quiet for about twenty more seconds before she's texting again, though whether that's because she only has one hand or she's hesitant its hard to say.]
Did...didn't you trust us? Or were we just...children to you?
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If I did not trust you, I would not have told you the truth.
[ ozpin sounds tired, but honest. ]
Keeping it a secret was keeping Remnant safe. I had little other option at the time.
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Was that before...or after you let Beacon fall to pieces to trust us?
[She's definitely at an angry simmer. Too tired to really yell, plus she's still got Pyrrha right by her.]
Well keeping it secret didn't exactly help since it still got all of us screwed.
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[voice : private] omg for some reason i deleted this tag i'm sorry...
Home
He doesn’t expect to come out of this unharmed, or even alive, but he will hurt them before they hurt anyone else and he hopes to at least catch them off guard. Rushing into each room he has access to, he eventually reaches Yang’s, nearly dropping his sword when he realizes it wasn’t Cinder.]
You’re...you’re back.
[It's addressed to both of them. This time he really does drop his weapon. Have an armor clad Jaune falling on the bed to try and hug them both.]
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And then she was reminded of the events that happened. All of the things that she had worried about flooded back into her mind. Part of her wanted to hug him and insist she was okay, but the other part wanted to make a dash for it. No... She told Yang she wouldn't run away... So she'd just have to settle on the latter. Hugging him back, she was trying not to let her tears make another appearance again.]
Yeah... We're back.
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Yang's first response was fairly standard, gut-checking Jaune for the sudden surprise with her left arm before hugging the guy back.]
Hey Jaune...we're home.
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Don't you two ever go off like that without telling us...
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Hey, Ruby...we had to find out though. You couldn't keep it hidden from us for so long.
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I was coming to talk to you about it when I found your note. I wasn't planning on keeping you in the dark forever I just... needed some time to process things.
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..... I'm Sorry.... [She's said sorry a number of times, but this one was.... different...]
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...I'm the one who should apologize, Pyrrha. I wasn't fast enough... I couldn't save you...
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And as he's walking, he bumps into the pair of girls. Pyrrha he recognizes right away. And though while he doesn't know who Yang is, he's seen flashes of her before, such as at the auction and when Jaune brought him over to their house earlier in the month.]
Hey, fancy meeting you out --
[Then he takes the scene in.
He's...well, surprised to see the stump of what remains of Yang's arm. He's not sure what to make of it, but he keeps his eyes off it after an initial glance.
But their faces aren't much better. Athrun knows pain on a person's face too well, even when they try to hide it. He has to ask after seeing that.]
--ah. Is... Er, what's wrong? Did something happen?
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She certainly doesn't look good to be sure, hair messy, eyes red from dried tears as she leans against Pyrrha for support.]
Who are you? Th' hell do you want?
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[But at that... she goes silent for a moment. Hopefully Yang will simmer a little knowing that Pyrrha knew him. She'll continue to support her in the meantime while thinking of how to approach the elephant in the room.]
You could say that... Nothing's okay.
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Whoever's throwing a tantrum better-
[ But then she saw who it was, and her tone dropped immediately. ]
You're back.
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We're back. For what that's worth.
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[ Seriously Yang. Being a lil shit for the sake of being a lil shit gets nothing accomplished. ]
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