The wind whipped through her hair as the smooth sound of wheels rolling on pavement filled her ears. Ruby was out riding her baby, Crescent Rose, cruising on the pavement, whizzing past parked cars, pedestrians, and potheads, Ruby closed her eyes and felt the cool wind against her skin, contrasting the warm rays of yellow sun. That was her mistake. Before she could even open her eyes she felt her feet lift off the board, as the rest of her body span off after them. Looking around Ruby noticed her board off to the side in the storm drain wheels holding on for dear life to not fall in. She almost made it to her baby if not for the obstacle that caused her, and Crescent Rose, to go flying earlier hadn't tripped her again. "Ow!" Someone yelled out as the tip of Ruby's Converse connected with a ribcage. "OHMYGODIMSOSORRYIDIDN'TSEEYOUTHERE." She yelled out her words coming out rammed together out of nervousness. She got a better look at the human speed bump and noticed first a striking pair of amber colored eyes that drew one in like a moth to the flame. "it's fine no harm done." The mysterious figure said in a miniscule voice almost missed by Ruby if she hadn't had her entire focus on the mysterious beauty. "Uhhhhhhhh..." was the poor excuse for words that came out of her mouth as the mysterious beauty, dressed all in black, ran away faster than anyone, let alone Ruby could track. She sat still as a board in the place she fell after tripping over the raven haired beauty, staring at the spot where she was a second ago.

After she was blocks away from where that girl knocked her down, Blake finally stopped to catch her breath. Slightly chilled by the sweat covering her body, Blake shivered as she walked to the only safe place in Vale for her.

The home of her best friend in the entire world, Yang Xiao Long. *knock knock knock* "WHADDA YA WANT", screams a voice from within, "Y-Yang...It's Blake". The door opens as a blonde mane with a smile wider than the Grand Canyon appeared in the doorway. "Oh hi kitten, what's up?" Blake sighed at the reference to her faunus traits as she stepped inside Yang's apartment.

"You look in shock, what happened?" Yang asked, concerned for her friend's well being. "Yeah just had a bit of an accident on the way here" Blake explained sinking into Yang's couch. "Do you need me to be at the shit out of someone?", Yang asked in a joking tone which, as Blake knew too well, hid uncontrollable rage if her answer was yes. "No, I just ran into a pretty girl on a longboard" Blake explained quickly.

"What did she look like?", she asked, in a shockingly serious tone of voice.

"Uh… what?", out came Blake's confused reply. " Was it a girl with black hair, with dyed red ends on a black and red board?", clarified Yang. Blake contemplated for a moment on the question at hand. Then in a lightbulb moment she remembered.

"Yeah she was kinda short, with hair like you said, a blood red hoodie and painful converse on." Blake wincing at the memory of the shoe slamming into her ribs. She was also very cute but Yang doesn't need to know that.

Coming out of her thoughts Blake realized it had been silent for the last few minutes.

And knowing Yang that either means one of three things; she's dead, just left the area, or she was(and this was the most unlikely of them all) shocked by what was said.