Meanwhile, a few stray bricks crumbled, settling into the pile of debris in the vacant niche that once housed Jaune's locker. Now only a pile of plaster and rock remained.

Sun lounged atop the row of lockers next to the empty space, basking in the sun that poured in through the hole high up in the wall. He tilted his head to look down at his blue-haired companion, who was in the process of hacking his scroll into one locker's control system. This of course after he'd used his energy glaive to shave off a sample of the material to analyze later and replicate for test escape-runs.

The easy-going Faunus sighed, "Y'know, no one's blaming you for not knowing how to get into a hyper security locker. Except maybe the ice queen, but she blames weird stuff on everybody."

"It's called being proactive," Neptune replied coolly, carefully studying the stream of numbers that flashed across the screen in his hands. "Honestly, from what I've seen of those girls, I'll be surprised if they don't end up getting into some serious trouble," he stole a glance at Sun and winked, "the kind they might need help breaking out of." Though, honestly, from everything he had seen of team RWBY so far, they probably wouldn't need help at all... ever.

The soft glow from the screen of Neptune's scroll illuminated his smile as he allowed himself to get lost in numbers once more, "You know, the algorithm they're using to convert traditional geographical coordinates into 6 digit codes is actually pretty fascinating..."

"Whatever," Sun rolled onto his side, propping himself up on one elbow. His tail perked up as a voice sounded near the door.

Jaune Arc came jogging in, calling over his shoulder, "-be right back. Just dropping some stuff off. I'll catch up in a second," he noticed the two guys and eased back down to a walk, lifting one hand in greeting while he unbuckled his sword belt with the other. "Oh, hey, Neptune. Sun. You just... uh... hanging out?"

"Pretty much," Sun shrugged. He and Neptune watched the blonde swordsman notice and track the bits of plaster scattered underfoot to their source.

Jaune looked up at the hole in the wall. He looked down at the pile of rubble on the floor. He rubbed the back of his neck, "So... my locker's gone."

Neptune didn't bother looking up from his scroll. "Team RWBY."

"Ah. Gotcha," Jaune sighed.

That pretty much summed it all up.

A/N: Hope you've enjoyed the ride. Leave a review!

- Fiercesomest