“Dialogue”
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Bad news, I lost my beef rib.
Press 'F'.
But on the bright side, I tested the creation of special ammunition with my semblance using Aura, got a little revenge on Cardin, and even earned some points with Velvet on top of it.
Overall, it's been a good day.
“Arc! We need to talk.”
I spoke too soon; Weiss approached me with a serious face, not that she had any other expression during the first season.
Is she here to complain about the smell? Velvet didn't complain, and she was at the epicenter of my bomb, not to mention her Faunus sense of smell was better than that of humans.
“Speak up, Snow White, what's going on?”
The girl in white glared at me with disdain over the nickname. I was never a big fan of Weiss, especially in the early chapters, and I'm not interested in having to make an effort to accelerate her character development.
“I'll overlook the disrespect.”
Disrespect? It was just a nickname.
“I'd like to talk about your semblance.”
“Hmm.”
I scratched my chin, thinking about what would happen to the series canon if Weiss had access to my semblance.
“No, thanks.” I replied, turning away from her and heading toward my team.
“Arc, wait!”
Ozpin is already sour because I created 2 magical items without his “permission.” Although there's no efficient way to locate magic users, he said tracking magical items was more plausible.
I promised not to make weapons too powerful to attract attention.
“Jaune Arc, I haven't finished speaking with you, come back here this instance.”
There goes my dream of making a Megazord…
“You're wasting your money, you fool.”
Money?!
I stop immediately and spin on my heels.
“How much?”
She opens an arrogant smile, as if she were an anime villain about to start a monologue.
“More money than you've ever seen in your life or will ever have a chance to see.”
I stop her with my raised hand.
“Save me the speech.”
This is a bad idea, and I shouldn't entertain her. I should tell her to go to hell and never ask me about it again.
“I won't discuss my semblance with you… in public.”
The heiress gives me a victorious smile. I need to keep my semblance a secret, but I also want a Megazord in the near future.
And this whole thing about promising Ozpin not to make powerful weapons, a Megazord is a giant robot, not a weapon… they just come with giant swords, laser cannons, and explosives.
You know what, screw what Ozpin wants; he's the last person in this world who can complain that someone lied to him.
“There's a café in the city of Vale, Atlesian Spring, frequented by important people who need to conduct discreet business.”
Sounds like a place frequented by Jeffrey Epstein's friends.
“Okay… but you're paying.”
“Me?! The gentleman should pay in this kind of situation.”
“First of all, Snow Angel, you're the one who wants this date and second, the gentleman pays when he's in the company of a lady.”
“Ouch!” Blake exclaimed from a distance, a distance that a human shouldn't be able to hear.
Belladonna, you're terrible at hiding your identity.
“O-okay!” Weiss stammered, swallowing her anger and indignation. “I'll be covering our dinner.”
You'll regret it, girl. I haven't had a proper lunch, and I'm dying to have some expensive cuts of red meat.
[Weiss Schnee]
“Perfect!” I commented, looking at myself in the mirror.
I was wearing one of my white executive suits with a snowflake-shaped pin symbolizing SDC, elegant and perfect for business meetings. My hair was down, giving me a more mature look.
(Avip Note: On my Twitter/X, @AvipBr, I made a draw of her with this outfit using AI.)
“Wow, Weiss!” Yang exclaimed. “You look gorgeous, like you're going to the sexiest business meeting in the world or the dullest sexy date in the world.”
How can this girl's rudeness and lack of elegance still surprise me?
“Weiss is going on a sexy date?” Ruby asked, taking her eyes off one of her comics.
“Yes, and with none other than Jaune Arc.” Blake replied, suppressing a giggle.
“May I know what's funny, Belladonna?”
She shook her head, smiling as she closed the book she was reading.
“I just find it funny how Jaune, even though he's the worst student in the first year, managed to have 2 girls interested in him.”
“True,” Yang commented. “That girl from the second year makes sense because he helped her, but now Weiss Cream here is also after the scrawny blond?”
“Yeah, there's also that Faunus girl.” Blake added. “So it's 3 because I was talking about you, Yang.”
“Wow, Blake, you're so funny that I forgot to laugh.”
The irony in Yang's voice was clear to everyone except, of course, Ruby.
“Yang likes Jaune?”
“No, it was just a misunderstanding.” Replied her older sister.
“Yang hit on Jaune, but he Friendzone her.”
“Read your porn, girl.” Grumbled Yang.
“It's not porn! It's a drama, you uncultured swine.”
“I can't believe my sister and my BFF hit on my friend without saying anything to me.” Ruby whined.
“May I know why you're upset about it?” Asked Yang, trying to regain her authority as the older sister.
Focus, Weiss! Ignore these gossip mongers. You have to convince Jaune that it's lucrative to be by your side, maybe make him sign an exclusivity contract for the sale of his creations.
“Hey Weiss!” Yang shouted from the bedroom entrance. “Your boy toy is here.”
That girl exhausts me. Jaune, on the other hand, laughed and shook his head, looking at my teammate.
“You don't need to be jealous; you still have a chance to win me over.”
“W-what?”
A shy Yang Xiao Long is a rare sight, stuttering nervously? That was the first time I saw it.
“Fuck you.”
“Only after the first date.”
“Hah!” Blake punctuated.
“Ugh!” Yang grumbled. “You are such a pain in the ass.”
“For that, only after getting married.”
…
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A tense and uncomfortable silence settled in Team RWBY's dorm room, but it was broken in a few moments by Blake, who fell off the bed from laughing so hard.
“I don't get it, why get married?” Ruby asked.
“When you're older, I'll explain it to you,” her sister replied, her face redder than a tomato. “Get him out of here before I beat him up.”
“For this kind of thing, I think a third date is enough.”
“OUT NOW! BOTH OF YOU!”
At an incredible speed, I'm kicked out of my own room.
“Wow, you look beautiful, Weiss,” Arc commented. “A professional look without compromising your beauty.”
That was… appropriate?
“Thank you, Arc.” Maybe I was wrong about Jaune, perhaps he is a decent human being. “And you… are in plain jeans and a white shirt.”
I didn't even try to hide my disappointment.
“Comfort first.” He said, with a silly smile.
He could have at least worn a combination of dress pants and a shirt.
“Is everything okay, Jaune?” Pyrrha asked, at the door of Team JNPR's dorm. “I heard yelling.”
“Yang's mad because I have a date with Weiss.”
EEEEK!
A metallic creak echoed through Beacon's halls.
“Really?” Asked the invincible girl with closed eyes.
“It's just a business dinner; I have a proposal for Arc.”
In response, Pyrrha breathed a sigh of relief.
“Like a marriage?” Jaune asked.
CREEEEK!
“REN, THE WINDOW FELL!” Nora shouted from inside the room.
“Is everything okay in there?” Jaune asked. “I can reschedule with Weiss and help fix this window. From the noise, it sounds like something is wrong in the metal part.”
“Don't worry, Jaune, you can go to your… date.”
The drawn-out way she said it, combined with the icy stare she's giving me, is colder than any Atlas winter I've ever experienced.
“Okay, see you later, let's go Snow White.”
CREEEEK!
“WHAT IS GOING ON? ARE THE WINDOWS TRYING TO RUN AWAY?”
At the bottom of my proposal list for Jaune was a marriage proposal, a last resort, after all political marriages were common in Atlas high society. But I think it would be prudent not to bring up that proposal for now.
[Original Point of View]
I should have foreseen this.
“This place of elegance and grace must be uncommon for you, Arc, and since today everything is on me, order whatever you like.”
Atlesian Spring is one of those pretentious gourmet coffee shops with few options and high prices.
Coffees:
Diamond Espresso - Ⱡ100.00
White Gold Coffee - Ⱡ150.00
Lavender and Honey Latte - Ⱡ200.00
Exclusive Teas:
Mistralian Lord Grey Tea - Ⱡ70.00
Silver Jasmine Tea - Ⱡ100.00
Sandwiches:
Salmon Gravlax - Ⱡ300.00
Smoked Duck Breast with Raspberry Sauce - Ⱡ350.00
Gruyère Cheese and Caramelized Onion Sandwich - Ⱡ320.00
Avocado and Hummus (Vegan Option) - Ⱡ300.00
Delicate Sweets:
Raspberry and Pistachio Éclair - Ⱡ250.00
Vacuan Lemon Tartlet - Ⱡ250.00
Non-Alcoholic Drinks:
Infused Water - Ⱡ50.00
Fruit Refresh - Ⱡ100.00
I don't know what's worse, the prices or that there are vegans in this world.
On second thought, I remember that 5 Lien is equal to 1 dollar; the prices are worse.
“For a drink, I'll have the fruit refresh, and for food, I'll take all the sandwiches and sweets on the menu.”
The waiter widened his eyes when I placed my order.
“Are you sure you'll be able to pay the bill, young man?” The waiter's tone was snobbish and full of prejudice.
But he's right on the assumption. I knew Weiss would bring me to an upscale place, just not this much. I need to buy some better clothes for this kind of occasion.
“You'd better be careful with your comments, or I'll have to inform the management that the guest of the SDC heiress was mistreated in this establishment.”
The waiter widened his eyes in fear and turned to Weiss, trying to apologize while stammering.
This situation was bizarre, it looked like a Saudi prince had brought a beggar to eat at one of the city's most expensive restaurants.
Once the waiter left our private room, I turned to Weiss.
“My heroine.”
“Don't get me wrong, I did this for the SDC's reputation.”
“Is that so?”
“As shabby as you may look, you are still my guest, and an insult to you is an insult to my name,” Weiss finished speaking, crossing her arms and puffing her chest out proudly.
Wow! That was a pretty tsundere statement.
“You know, for someone who wants to discuss business with me, you don't hold back on offending me, do you?”
Weiss straightened up, staring at me with wide eyes, realizing the mistake she had made.
“I apologize, that was unprofessional of me-.”
“Enough of that, Weiss!” I interrupted her before she could start her Shark Tank-style speech. “Get straight to the point.”
The heiress took a deep breath to calm herself and pulled out her Scroll. After entering some commands on her device, a holographic screen appeared on our side.
“I would like to start this meeting by thanking you for your presence.”
I responded with a fake yawn. Slightly irritated, Weiss continued her presentation.
“According to your words, you'd like me to skip my initial presentation with SDC data, sectors, and our sales reports from the past few years.”
“Yes, please.” I implored dramatically, lying down on the table.
“Okay,” Weiss said, scrolling through 45 slides of sales reports.
My ADHD and I wouldn't have survived this business borefest.
“What do I need to do to have you?” Weiss asked, determinedly hitting the table with her hand.
…
“Wow!” I exclaimed, impressed.
“What?” the bewildered heiress asked.
“I was joking about you being interested in me.”
She arched an eyebrow, staring at me, not understanding anything.
“But with a statement like that, even I feel embarrassed.”
Weiss blushed with embarrassment as she realized the full extent of her last statement, but I have to congratulate the white-haired girl; she managed to maintain her composure and didn't even stutter.
“I want your semblance, your potential, your creations, and everything that comes in the future.”
“Aaaaaaaah! Now I get it.”
“Humph!” Weiss huffed confidently. “I can offer you million-dollar contracts; you could give up the life of a Hunter and live comfortably until you die.”
Money is always good, but there's something more interesting that Weiss can provide me.
“Do you want details of my creations? For the SDC to study them, right?”
The girl in white replied by nodding her head affirmatively.
KNOCK-KNOCK
Someone had knocked on the door.
“It must be our order.”
She was right; the sandwiches were placed on the table within our reach, even though the food was only for me.
I grabbed a sandwich and took a bite; it was expensive, but at least it tasted good.
“What would you say if I had something that could render Dust as an energy source useless?”
The girl in the white suit widened her eyes, shocked by my news.
“I would say I need evidence.”
With a silly smile on my face, I replied, “M.C.S. on.”
Multiverse Crafting System
What would you like to do?
Magic: 9.3 Points
Aura: 100%
I didn't need to speak the commands out loud.
“M.C.S., create an ARC Reactor model.”
But I liked the drama of speaking aloud in certain situations.
Multiverse Crafting System
Which resource would you like to use?
Magic Reverse: 9.3 Points
Aura Reserve: 100%
“M.C.S., use Aura.”
A golden mist manifested in my hand as I was drained of 3% of my Aura.
Weiss stared at my hand without blinking as the piece materialized in my hand.
“What is this?”
“This is a blazing sphere of unattainable promises, this artifact shines with the sacred fire of innovation and fearlessness. A jewel of ingenuity, it burns with the intense brilliance of colliding stars, a miniature encapsulated sun. But do not be deceived, for its beauty is eclipsed by the grandeur of its utility.”
I paused for a few seconds just to increase the tension as the piece completed itself.
“The ARC Reactor.”
She swallowed hard as I continued my dramatic presentation.
“This is the quintessence of energy, a forge where the boundaries of the possible melt away, giving birth to unimaginable power. A symphony of dancing electrons, each one like contained thunder, sings a song of infinite possibilities. It is the engine of worlds, the spark that ignites the fuse of evolution, a beacon of courage in the midst of technological darkness.”
“I-I don't understand what you're talking about?”
“I'm saying that I can give you a perpetual energy source capable of generating 3 gigajoules per second.”
“My goodness!”
Looks like she finally understood the magnitude of what I have in my hands.
“And is that a lot?”
… Maybe not.
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Now, onto the comments:
—Un_arbol_simple commented:
I really love your story, I hope it's not harem.
—Response= I'm glad you liked my story, thanks for reading.
—Uvuvwevwevwe Onyetenyevwe Ugwe commented:
I see your picture in this fic with Jaune wear golden armor and shield. You know what golden armor and shield reminded me. Saint Seiya! Yes it would be most interesting if Jaune wear golden armor of saint seiya. Need I remind you again if Pyr the best girl came with greek theme, the sama as Saint Seiya. Just an idea.
—Response= That's a fantastic idea, can I steal it?
—void242 commented:
You know, why he doesn't just create the super soldier serum?
—Response= The version of the serum made with Aura wouldn't last forever in his body, and the eternal version made with DUST is too expensive, and Jaune doesn't have the resources to create it... for now.