Notebook / Y'ellow (3)
A/N: Just some quick announcement y'all. I would really appreciate it if you guys comment suggestions and point out mistakes. Doesn't matter if you wanna suggest that I should make this fic Altair x Cinder or if you point out mistakes in my spelling, grammar, world building, or mistakes in relation with the RWBY canon.
It's free, it would make future chapters more refined and better, and keeps me motivated (Not that I'm planning to drop this cause I do really like writing). It might take a little of your time, but, hey you're already doing it by reading this fic in the first place.
'Thoughts'
"Talking"
[ System Prompt ]
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"Altair Weiss Abbadon, 17 years of age, from Oniyuri, Anima, and a Huntsman-in-training. Awfully far from home aren't you Mr. Abbadon"
Three figures stood on the curb: two cops in crisp uniform and Altair, who'd been stopped for not wearing a helmet. Altair was calm and cooperative. He didn't exude any hostility nor annoyance, something that the officers appreciated.
"Yes sir. Just taking a little tour before I go to Beacon. Getting to know the city will help, when the weekend comes around"
Altair glanced at [ Panthera ] worriedly.
' If they towed this, I'm stranded '
He couldn't even escape; he already gave his I.D away, there was no way that Beacon would admit a "criminal" now would it.
"Don't worry, this beast won't get impounded. Plus, Aura's still better than any helmet. Though we do still encourage the use of it. And... are you able to see properly?"
Thankfully the officer was very lax, and so was his partner. Huntsmen held large respect as society practically depended on them for dealing with Grimm, and more dangerous criminals. However, confusion presented itself on Altair's face, did the I.D identify him as legally blind or something?
"Pardon me, but may I ask why you're asking if I could see properly?"
The officer was taken aback and awkwardly scratched his head. His partner slowly pointed to Altair's face with a sheepish smile on his face.
"Sir you are aware that you're wearing a blindfold right?"
Dumbfounded, Altair touched his face. Then he felt it: a thin silky cloth wrapped around his eyes.
' That's weird. I have a blindfold around my eyes, but I can still see properly '
"Oh, I forgot I wearing this. You don't have to worry sir I can see properly, even with my blindfold on. I'm just a little sensitive to light '
With small sigh, Altair's tensions and concern were thrown away. He smiled at the officer, thankful for not towing away his only mode of transportation available.
"I see, well then we'll be going now, you have a good day"
The officer returned the smile as he and his partner made their way back to their cruiser.
"Wait—could you direct me to downtown. I'm meeting my friend at a club named Junior's. Are familiar with it?"
The officer paused and turned to face Altair. He was suspicious of Altair's intentions, to meet someone in a place run by crime boss. But the suspicion melted away as he saw Altair's temperament, there was no way someone hoping to be a Huntsman was a criminal.
(A/N: Profiling at its finest)
"Just follow the main road and take a right at the second intersection, then take the third exit. You can find many rundown buildings there, just find the one with the sign Junior's"
"I see. Thank you for your help sir"
With a nod the officer turned to get in his cruiser and drove away. Altair didn't linger either as he got on [ Panthera ].
VRRRR—!
Suddenly a yellow sportsbike passed by. On it was a girl with long, bright, yellow hair.
Altair looked quite shocked, and then he saw the girl turning his way to give him a wink before speeding down the street.
Altair, a little bit dazed, started his engine. And with a small smirk on his face, he chased the yellow sportbike down the road.
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VRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!
The roar of engines shook Vale's streets as two sports bikes—one yellow, one black—blazed through traffic. [Panthera], sleek and obsidian, nipped at the yellow bike's heels.
The blonde rider glanced at her mirror, grinning as the black bike surged closer.
'Not bad'
Altair downshifted, [Panthera] roaring as he pulled ahead. Tires screeched—he drifted left, barely avoiding an oncoming truck.
The yellow bike's rider widened her eyes, then laughed.
'Oh, you're on'
She leaned low, chasing his taillights.
The two bikes sliced through traffic, weaving left and right to avoid other vehicles. Before stopping at a red light.
The blonde rider turned, grinning as Altair wiped the sweat from his brow using his sleeves. Her voice laced with mischievous challenge.
"Hey handsome, nice ride you got there"
Altair smiled sheepishly, a little shy, with a small tint of pink on his pale white skin. His demeanor was in contrast with how fierce he took the race.
"You as well. I was a little startled when you passed me by earlier you know. The name's Altair by the way"
Altair offered a handshake to the blonde rider.
"Charmed already? Yang Xiao Long"
Yang accepted the handshake with a teasing smile on her face. The blush on Altair's face grew slightly as he shook her hand.
"Who wouldn't be? You're as beautiful as the radiant sun"
"Oh-hooh! Couldn't wait until the first date huh? Bet you haven't lost a race 'til now"
Altair's competitive edge returned as the blush disappeared on his face.
"We'll see about that. Where do you suggest the finish line is?"
Yang pointed toward Junior's, her voice bright with mischief. "Junior's. Last one there buys drinks!"
Altair glanced at the traffic light countdown—15 seconds. "I don't drink alcohol."
"No wallet?" Yang winked. "A kiss might do."
"I might just lose then."
"Oh, stop…" She revved her engine. "I might claim one even if you win"
"We'll see."
Both engines roared as the light hit
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"It's not too late to back out now Yang"
"I thought you wanted that kiss?"
"Maybe, maybe not"
"Be honest at least"
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VRRRRR!!!!!
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"I thought you wanted drinks? You didn't mention a brawl!"
Altair kicked one of the goons sending him crashing to the others.
"This might be the first date y'know!"
Yang said with a bright smile as she sent another goon flying with a punch.
"I didn't expect a first date would go like this you know. Certainly not with human flails"
With one hand, Altair snatched a goon mid-lunge and swung him like a ragdoll—Crash!—smashing 10 henchmen aside before launching him away like a human canonball towards Junior.
"Just go with the flow!" Yang said ducking a bottle thrown her way
Altair sidestepped a punch, his brows furrowing "I feel like I'm forgetting something actually"
A tiny piece of paper fell out of Altair's pocket catching his attention.
"Oh...shit"
Thwack!
Swear Jar strikes again.
[ Account balance : -70 Lien ]
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A/N: COMMENTSSSSS
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Also, after much consideration, I decided to make this a 2 person harem. Weiss and Yang maybe. All I know is Yang is locked in as a romance partner.
Also how should I form teams?
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