Whiterose for "where it does hurt"
The noise of Crescent Rose’s metal smashing downward into the training floor’s rubber was quickly followed by the clunking mess of Ruby’s form. Limbs were thrown over one another as the mist of used Dust washed through the air; and more importantly across Ruby’s chest where she had been struck.
“Owww.” Ruby groaned from her now face down and prone position. “I thought you said we were going easy?” Her words came out in betrothed lengths which only made her sparring partner scoff.
Clicking her tongue with a brief spit of venom, Weiss overturned her rapier in hand. “I did, and then you started swiping at my knees.” Huffing gently as the blade found its place at her side. “I told you I dislike that.” Before beginning something of a speedy walk toward her partner.
Watching as Ruby’s Aura fended off the Dust’s gaseous form with relative ease, Weiss internally sulked in guilt while Ruby got to hand and knee.
“Yeah, but-.” Her attempt to defend herself quashed itself mid word. “Ouch..” Hissing in quieted pain, Ruby flicked her hand to her cheek.
A fresh streak of smoke rose from Ruby’s face in a jagged line, “Oh-. No, no, no-..” Weiss gasped upon spotting it and hurried herself even more. Skinning her knees without mention as she all but slid upon them to bring her and Ruby close.
The red-black haired huntress found her face held gently on both sides as Weiss turned it over. “I- I didn’t think it through at all.” Ruby’s chest sank as she watched her partner fret.
“It’s not that bad, Weiss.” The slight gag for breath from the pain of Weiss touching the burn did little to dissuade her however. Watching as the Schnee’s crystalline eyes took to rampancy with every moment, Ruby quickly brought her hands to Weiss’ shoulders. “Hey, hey. It’s not that bad! Just needs some good old fashioned remedies.”
“Now is not the time, where does it hurt? I can have Klein-.” Though before she could leap to her next solution, Ruby’s lips were upon her own. The sudden nature of the movement forced the Schnee to squeak and buck backward further, though the Rose only followed her without separating their lips.