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     ^{she knows she’s never been the best dancer. like ever. ruby could never seem to keep herself upright. or maybe it was the stupid heels trapping her feet in this moment, furthering her prominent lack of grace outside the battlefield. it felt uncoordinated, & simply impossible.}

     ^{at least … that’s how it felt without a partner.}

     ^{even with blake’s taller presence there to guide her, hands circling her waist to keep red form upright, there was still a stumble here & a little trip there. ruby had lost count of how many times she’d stepped on the faunus’ poor feet. she felt so bad & apologized several times. but the taller would forgive her every time, & honestly … it made ruby smile to be with her like this. after a while – after she finally relaxed into the dance, the embrace – she felt okay. her feet didn’t stray, her chest was no longer tight & coiled with worry. it was just her with blake, completely blocking out anything else that surrounded them.}

     ^{& it was the best time she’s ever had wearing heels.}

^{i’m feeling it i m r ea l lY FE ELING IT}

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    ` mmh… `

      a barely audible mumble, unless you were
      listening very closely. they don’t feel sore——
      no, they sting more than anything. what she
      had always been told to stay away from, is
      EXACTLY what she had gotten into. a fight.
      what was originally just angrily shouting back
      and forth between her and a few students,
      had quickly turned into more. she didn’t
      throw the first punch——— but she retaliated
      with full force. something she knew that
      she shouldn’t have done, not unless she had
      a better reason, other than ‘he started it ! ’ .

      eyelids close tighter, as another tired mumble
      emits from the blonde. the gentle touch is felt,
      which had felt pleasing ‘pon bruised, darkened
      skin. albeit slowly; she opens her eyes, visage
      of her partner still a bit blurry. she recognizes
      her though——— it was kind of hard not to. the
      only one who wore mainly black pajamas and
      a bow on the team was BLAKE. a smile tugs
      at the corners of her lips, before tired vocals
      speak up.

        ` i won the fight, don’t worry. `

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          ^{the embrace is certainly sudden & unexpected, making
          the younger jolt for a moment. thought it’s not uncomfortable;
          it’s blake, & blake is familiar & warm & reminds her of the
          happiness she feels in a library. seeing the masses of tomes
          scattered throughout, the scent of leather & worn pages holding
          tales just waiting to be read & re-read again. blake is calm &
          dark & reminds her of safety. yang was a warm kind of safe but
          blake’s safety brought tranquility & peace. the feeling of being
          in silence but knowing what the other has to say. all without uttering
          a single vowel. she considered it a special feeling, one that made
          her stomach flutter, caused her fingers to twitch & entwine with one
                            another with flustered embarrassment. young puppy love.}

          ^{& with puppy love comes inexperience. innocence & a lack of knowing
          how things worked. ruby hadn’t experienced a kiss — a real kiss, like
          the kind of kiss you have with someone you really like — in her short
          fifteen years of life. until now, that is. & it catches her completely by
          surprise, face immediately flushing to match the color of her hood.
          she feels awkward in the moment, but it’s not to say she’s not happy
          about it. she is, she really is. but her hands are suspended in the air
          with no purpose or sense of direction, & her eyes are opened wide &
          looking at blake’s closed ones. awkward as she may be, there’s a bubbly
          feeling in her chest that makes the leader feel incredibly light, full of
          helium. she wonders if blake feels it too, assuming that they might just
          float away into the air any second now. like balloons entwined by the strings.}

          ^{there’s a pause as the two break away from each other, red taking a
          moment to breathe deeply to replenish her oxygen supply. her chest
          rises rapidly ( both with breathlessness & euphoria ) & her eyes are
          darting around blake’s features, falling on her eyes last. the golden
          stare captivates her, almost hypnotic as she begins to try & form words.
                                                                                                 or rather ——— a word.}

               ^{“ ———— hi … “}