Weiss: *smiling as she watched Blake perform with her band*
Blake: *finishing the song and looking out to the crowd* Thank you all for coming tonight!
Ruby: *putting up her guitar as the crowd started to disperse* Going to meet up with us at Ilia’s?
Blake: *shaking her head* Nah, going to head home tonight.
Yang: *sighing* Oh come on. You always go home. Got someone waiting for you there?
Blake: *nodding* I do.
Weiss: *slowly walking up to Blake* You guys were great.
Ruby: *looking at Weiss curiously* And how are you?
Blake: *smiling* Thanks babe. Let me get my bass put up and we can head home.
Yang: *hesitating* Wait, babe? You mean you have a girlfriend?
Weiss: *walking up to Blake and kissing her* I’ll wait for you in the car.
Ruby: *watching Weiss walk away* When the hell did that happen?
Blake: *thinking* A few months ago.
Ruby: And you never told us?!
Blake: *putting her bass away and finishing packing up* Never came up before.
Yang: Well, you should bring her around with us next time. Love to get to know her.
Blake: *chuckling and walking to Weiss* I’ll have to talk to her about that.
Weiss: *watching Blake get closer* Couldnt wait to get home with me?
Blake: Of course not babe. And thanks for coming to watch this time.
Weiss: *nodding* I’m just glad I have the free time. And I think I’ll make more time to see you perform. I knew you were good but that…. You were amazing out there.
Blake: *blushing a bit* It was nothing. Just a small time gig.
Weiss: Small time or not, you were great out there Blake. Maybe one day, you and I can perform together as well.
Blake: *chuckling a bit* You’ll have to learn how to play a bit more rock then.
Weiss: *nodding* Of course, my love. You’ll need to push me to a few songs though.
I posted this again because I totally deleted this while trying to fix the tags.
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“Unhand me, you ignorant beasts!”
Weiss pulled her arms as hard as she could, but they would not slip out of the brutishly strong grips of the two burly men that held them.
“Oh, no, Girly! Ye’re not goin’ anywhere!” said one of the men, his golden tooth, glistening.
“Not unless the captain throws ye overboard!” added the other.
The two men cackled in Weiss’ face, causing her to gag. The men were muscular. More so than anyone she had seen back at home. She reckoned that hours of manual labor around the magnificent ship they were aboard were responsible for that. Those hours also happened to be responsible for the sweat dripping down every inch of the men’s bodies, and causing them to smell like something that died weeks ago. Not to mention the strong scent of rum and God knows what else was decaying in their mouths.
“Oh, that is putrid,” Weiss gagged.
“What’s the matter, Girly? Would ye like it if I washed me mouth with a nice bottle o’ rum?”
The two men cackled harder as they passed a bottle between each other.
“How thoughtful of you…” Weiss cringed.
As charming as pirates can be, I suppose…
As Weiss was yanked from below the deck of the ship, she squinted in the bright sunlight that she knew would have burnt her skin within hours if it were not for her hooded cloak. When her eyes adjusted to the light, she could see more filthy people: men, women, humans, and faunus all working on the deck. Big, muscular men worked with the massive cannons and hauled munitions, smaller men cleaned the deck and kept inventory of freshly plundered goods, and the rest were singing sea shanties together to pass the time.
But the thing that never failed to steal Weiss’ attention was the limitless ocean that surrounded the ship. So much freedom… So many ways to go… She nearly forgot where she was in that very moment.
At this point, Weiss realized there was no point in resisting the two pirates that were currently dragging her along the ship. Their grips were far too strong. She huffed in annoyance as they pulled her to the stern of the ship, having the jolliest time of their lives.
“What do ye think the captain will do to this one?” one pirate asked the other.
“The captain will do what we always does with all the stowaways we find on the ship!” the other pirate cackled.
The first pirate practically started skipping as idiotic, childlike laughter burst from him, “The plank! The plank!”
“That’s right, Girly. The captain’s gonna make ye walk the plank!”
Weiss rolled her eyes, “I highly doubt that,” she said, unfazed.
The pirates looked perplexed, “Ye aren’t afraid? Don’t ye know what sort of foul creatures lurk in these dark waters?”
“As a matter of fact, I do kno—”
“Sharks! The size o’ those Asian elephants!” one pirate interrupted.
“Piranha that’ll tear ye limb from limb!” the other added.
“Um… no.” Weiss managed to interject, “Piranhas are strictly freshwater—"
“And don’t ye forget! The kraken is king of these waters! It’s as big as this ship, and it’ll swallow ye whole!”
Weiss sighed and adopted an unamused look, “Just take me to your captain already.”
The pirates shared a look and shrugged. They stopped in front of the captain’s quarters and looked up to where the helm was. Lo and behold, the captain was standing there, steering the ship.
“Oye, Captain! Look what we found sneakin’ about below deck!” the pirate bellowed as he presented Weiss.
The captain’s bright, golden eyes lazily fell upon Weiss’ hooded face and widened to the size of the sun overhead.
“Weiss!?”
The captain briefly nodded to her quartermaster, who took hold of the helm, and rushed down the steps that lead to the main deck.
“Hands off the lass, mates! Back to work, the both of you!” the captain commanded.
The pirates looked at each other with confusion evident on their features.
“But, Captain, we though ye—”
“Aye, you’ve both done good! Now go!” the captain demanded and pointed to a pile of cargo near the bow of the ship.
The two pirates pouted and turned on their heels.
The captain sighed and turned her attention to her stowaway, “Weiss… What in the world are you doing aboard my ship?”
Weiss laughed timidly, trying her best to avoid those sparkling amber eyes, “It’s really good to see you, Blake.”
Blake groaned and dragged her hand over her face, “This is really not good. How am I going to get you home?”
Blake turned and stormed into the captain’s quarters, followed closely by Weiss. She pulled her hat off and threw it onto a table piled with gold; revealing two, black, cat ears atop her head.
Weiss shut the door behind herself and took a moment to pull her hood back.
“You’ve put me in a horribly arduous spot, Weiss,” said Blake, “We’re nearly a day out from the bay, and you’re here instead of at home. They’ll put my head on a pike if I show up with you on my ship!”
“Well… Maybe you shouldn’t take me home, then,” Weiss hummed as she absent-mindedly played with some decorations on the wall.
Blake looked at Weiss, incredulously, “What are you getting at?”
“Oh, come now, Blake. Don’t act like you’ve forgotten what we talked about last night,” Weiss pouted as she slowly approached Blake.
Blake sighed and sat down on the edge of the table, “I remember telling you this would never work.”
“Don’t you want to try? At least give it a chance,” Weiss begged and place her delicate hands on Blake’s.
Blake looked down on Weiss’ hands over her own and frowned, “I’m a pirate, Weiss. The lord’s daughter deserves someone far nobler than me.”
“I’m not just the lord’s daughter!” Weiss cried, “This is exactly why I want to be with you, Blake!”
Weiss huffed and turned away from the captain with folded arms.
“Every day I wake up and look out the window, I see a vast ocean that lasts forever. The common folk say I have everything, but that’s not true. I have nothing! Just a title and a cage where everyone can look at me like some exotic bird from the Amazon,” Weiss ranted, “They’ve all taken away my ability to choose! Don’t you take that from me too.”
Blake looked down at her boots and stood up, “Weiss, I’m sorry. It’s just… Being with you? It feels too good to be true.”
Weiss hesitated for a moment and faced Blake again. With a small smile, she closed the distance between them and held onto her.
Blake wrapped her arms around Weiss and rested her chin atop her head with a sigh, “I’ll come see you whenever we have cargo to sell.”
“No,” said Weiss as she looked up into Blake’s eyes, “I want to come with you.”
Blake looked shocked, “What? You can’t be serious!”
“I am,” said Weiss, “I want to feel what’s it’s like to be free. I want to be on this ship and travel the world, and I want to do it by your side.”
Blake shook her head, “The life of a pirate is dangerous! The waters are unforgiving, and we’re always on the lookout for other ships that mean us harm! You could be killed!”
“I’d rather die by your side than locked away in a tower,” said Weiss.
Blake’s mouth fell open. It was clear she did not know what to say.
A loud outburst boomed from outside the captain’s quarters. Crewmen’s loud footsteps scurried about on top of shouting pirates and the incessant ringing of a bell.
“Captain!” a voice called from the other side of the door.
Weiss pulled away from Blake and shared a concerned look with her.
Blake slipped her hat onto her head and opened the door, “What’s going on out here?”
“Captain! There’s a ship on approach off the starboard bow! The Queen’s flag!” a pirate explained, out of breath, “They aim to board us!”
Blake cursed under her breath, “Tell the crew to man the cannons and get ready for a fight.”
The pirate ran off and Blake turned to Weiss.
“What’s happening?” Weiss asked.
“A British frigate has been trailing us for weeks. It looks like they’ve finally caught up,” Blake explained as she walked out the door, “Stay here.”
Weiss ignored Blake’s command and rushed out to follow her, “I want to help.”
Blake rolled her eyes and sighed as she climbed the stairs to the helm, “What did I just say?”
“I refuse to stand by like a helpless little girl!” Weiss stomped her foot.
Blake pressed her lips into a fine line and thought for a moment. She reached for one of the two swords on her hip and took it off her belt.
“Do you remember how to use this?” said Blake as she offered the blade to Weiss.
Weiss smirked and plucked it from Blake’s hand, “How could I forget? Your teachings were superb.”
Blake huffed in amusement and turned to steer the ship.
“Wait!” Weiss exclaimed as she gripped the collar of Blake’s waistcoat and pulled her in for a quick, searing kiss.
“For luck,” Weiss giggled and ran down the steps.
Blake blushed and tilted her hat forward in an attempt to hide her cheeks.
“So, that’s what you’ve been doing at the bay,” the quartermaster chuckled.
The title is dramatic, but I'm planning on participating in monochrome week again this year. The prompts were just released, and I'm currently brainstorming. If anyone has any requests or just wants to discuss anything, don't hesitate to say so. I'm probably going to upload my writing on here, ff, and AO3 like last year once it officially starts. That's all for now, but I may post more prior to the start of the event.
I added the top half of this illustration to add context to the bottom half, in which Weiss takes Yang's place in getting involved in the Blake-Adam conflict. It's a bit of my headcanon if Weiss and Blake stayed together during the fall of Beacon instead of splitting up - namely that they both get their abdominal scars from Adam stabbing them in his abusive, human-hating, Blake stalking, anti-Schnee rampage. Then Blake and Weiss help each other overcome the trauma Adam inflicted on them and defeat him together. This was also partially inspired by an ask answered by dashingicecream on tumblr. http://dashingicecream.tumblr.com/post/182465218712/if-you-could-rewrite-rwby-how-would-you-fit
I feel that there was lost potential by not having Weiss involved in this conflict considering the major conflict between the White Fang and the Schnee Dust Company, especially with the SDC branding revealed over Adam's left eye. Yang's involvement I can understand because of Blake brought up old experiences with Adam regarding Yang's anger when Cinder's faction set her up, and this arc helped to differentiate Yang and Adam's anger issues and aid Yang's character development. Perhaps Yang could still get caught up in this conflict as well (and maybe even retain both arms, hopefully). However, I believe there would be more significance in Weiss's involvement that would make it more meaningful and would really bolster both Blake's and her own character development. Adam's scar could open Weiss's eyes even more to the tainted legacy her father had created for her, and give her more motivation to defy and change said legacy, starting with fighting for someone she was once taught to hate. Adam would find the greatest revenge in killing one from the Schnees responsible for leaving the worst mark on him, and he'd feel even more betrayed seeing Blake fighting for said Schnee of all humans, especially if they became romantically involved. Blake would find greater solace in someone who at first distrusted faunus now fighting for her, and would readily defend her against their true antagonist.
I think that dealing the final blows with each other's weapons would be very symbolic of how much Blake and Weiss have grown together from each other, supporting one another.
