"I've done the best I can, given the circumstances," Weiss says as she walks through the door. "He's as professional as he can be for someone with one lesson." She cheerily puts her things down and takes a seat on the couch, and watches Yang pause her video game.

"I'm sure he deserves some credit," Yang says, stifling a laugh.

"Nah, she's a professional," you throw in. "She did most of the work."

"Still, it's good enough for this idea. We'll get there eventually, assuming this is a thing we need to actually keep doing."

Blake looks up from a book. "We don't exactly have an accurate ETA on getting back to Remnant, do we?"

Weiss brushes Yang off. "No, we don't. Ergo, it's best to put effort into this for now."

"That said, are any of you ready to do a shoot?" you ask, handing your camera to Blake. Now that Weiss has the beginnings of a debut, the rest of RWBY needed their sets so you could organize a release. "I got… decent ideas for all of you that won't be too hard."

Blake raises a hand. "I vote Yang. Ruby's working on the machine, and I can start on editing Weiss' photos." She puts her book down and reaches over for the spare computer you let her borrow. "I think I found a decent art program, so can move these photos over and see what I come up with."

"Works for me!" Yang cheers. "So, Snapshot, what's your grand idea for my photoset?"

You look at the TV, where several consoles were set up. Of the four girls, Yang had naturalized the best since you had plenty of video games for her to play, all of which were brand new to her. Blake had your collection of books, but the chance to play an entire library of alternate universe video games appeals to you…

"Honestly, I was considering something to do with video games. That's a side of you people doesn't really see, but clearly is there."

Yang looks over at the game boxes littering the TV cabinet. She shakes her head, "Nah, not yet. If it's not the first association with me, then maybe save it for another set."

"That makes sense."

"Though… sexy gamer girl IS cliche…"

"Yang, you hate that stereotype," Blake says, tapping away on her computer.

Yang shrugs. "Yeah, but it would sell." She looks at you and cocks an eyebrow. "Guys are still morons in this universe, right? Still believe women can't love video games for some unknown reason?"

Your posture drops as you're reminded of incels, gate-keepers, and other anon trash comments you see on anything related to a woman enjoying… anything, really. "Yes. 'Gamer girls' are still a unicorn to some people."

"I'd be angry, but we can make bank on it," Yang says, shrugging again.

You look at Blake on her computer and make a quick connection. "Oh, maybe we can try streaming? Having you guys play video games while people watch."

Yang raises an eyebrow. "Oh, yeah! I watch a bunch of those guys!" She frowns. "Watched…"

"The guys that make your show have like, ten different channels specifically for that. I'm sure it could work."

"That'll be great when we figure it out!" Yang flashes a bright smile. "So, what other ideas you got for right now?"

"You'll be happy to know that #GiveYangAbs is a thing because they don't show up on your model. Some kind of workout set emphasizing the fact that you can bench press a truck."

"Ohh, talk dirty to me~" Yang smirks and flexes her human arm. Her lithe muscles tighten, highlighting her definition and strength. "People want to see me lift?"

"There's a public gym not too far from here, or maybe just some stretches at the park."

Yang thinks for a moment. "I'd say park. People would have less questions about taking pictures." She looks down at her casual outfit consisting of your sweatshirt and pants. "I'll get changed into something hotter, hold up." Yang runs up the stairs and you hear a door slam.

Blake looks up from her work. "I didn't think this would actually work, but it seems like we have something here." She turns her computer to you and shows off a photo you took of Weiss. "I threw on a filter just to see what would happen. You took some decent shots, though, so these probably won't need too much in the way of editing."

You scan Weiss' photo for any issues. Weiss was naturally beautiful, had no blemishes, and knew how to work a camera, so you feel there isn't much to improve. "Maybe you and I should look into what people actually edit in photos like these. I know magazines airbrush women into sticks, but we don't need to be that stupid."

Weiss looks at her photo and says, "Ours do as well, even though I'm not exactly wide… Blake, I'd say look for any with bad shadows or if I'm blinking or blurry and simply remove those. Maybe brighten the colors on me and desaturated the background to make me pop? If I'm the focus…"

Blake nods and withdraws her computer. "I get you. I'll pick and choose the best ones and lookup if I need to edit anything major to look professional."

"Gooooo team!" Yang cries, jumping down the last few stairs. She now wore a hefty sports bra and short shorts, which… okay, yeah, this plan is going to work. You would swear she stepped out of someone's thirsty fanart wth how well her curves were highlighted by her outfit and how her toned body stood out. She looked damn sexy, which would make for an enticing first photo set.

You and Blake ogle Yang's figure as she poses until Weiss snaps you both out of it. "Hello! You have a mission!"

"This is a good plan," Blake says, forcing herself to look down at her computer. "This is a good plan that will work."

"If my photographer can't stop staring, then I think we have a good shot at this~" Yang says, stifling her laughter. "Come on, you can channel that thirst energy into the camera." She waves you to the front door.

You suddenly feel pretty hot under the collar. It's… pretty embarrassing that the girls know you're into them, but in your defense, you aren't the only one. For one, Blake seems to be eating up the eye candy, plus half the point of this whole endeavor is to sucker in people who would pay for sexy pictures of Yang.

Oh, well. Now to take said sexy pictures.

You and Yang load up a few things into the car and head out. Really, you only go about five minutes to a nearby park, which thankfully doesn't have anyone else around. Considering Yang was… Yang, she stood out; she was a hot blonde, was rocking a skimpy workout outfit, AND had a metal arm. Even in normal clothes, her long golden hair made her stand out, so it was lucky that today was quiet. You'll have to think of fitting remote locations once you do shoots in their show-outfits since only Blake's really fit into earth fashion.

"So, where to start?" Yang ponders, looking at the park. It had your usual playground area, a basketball court, picnic tables, grassy fields, the usual suburban tanbark place. "You got like, weights or anything?"

You pop open your trunk and say, "Just a yoga mat and some balls. My plan was for you to do pull-ups on the monkey bars, that sort of thing."

"I'll make it work. How about some yoga? I'm sure THAT would sell." Yang looks over at the grassy area and sighs. "Brothers know I could use some, anyway. KINDA been a lot on my mind lately."

"Yeah, kinda." You see Yang's human arm twitch. She'd been like that since Adam removed her other arm. Even now that he was dead, the scars remained. It wasn't that long ago that Yang actually killed him alongside Blake; he was a magnetic beacon of absolute mental stress, and taking a life couldn't be easy. It was a wonder Yang and Blake could smile at all, to be honest.

You toss Yang the yoga mat. She sets it up in the grassy area and limbers up. "Hold up, you can start taking pics now. Seems like a good time." You ready your camera and snap a picture of Yang stretching her arm across her chest, followed by the other arm. She raises them over her head, stretching out her torso and really emphasizing just how much stomach she was showing off. With every pic, Yang shoots a beautiful face at the camera, eating up the frame with a sunny smile; even after all she'd gone through, she still knew her place in the spotlight. While Weiss was trained in her role as an image, Yang was a natural at being photogenic. Her natural sunny disposition certainly helped, as did her outfit.

With stretching out of the way, Yang slowly altered her stance into the basic Warrior pose, the classic one with the arms stretched to either side with the legs in a lunge. You decide to ignore the questions that arise about Remnant yoga being identical to your yoga and continue taking pictures. At this point, focusing on how a semi-fictional world developed (possibly) based on the perceptions of writers was growing too confusing to keep focusing on.

Moving on, Yang takes several other standing yoga poses before moving to her knees. You kneel down and snap a few of her bridging, lunging, and…

"Come on, man. I know you're trying to be a gentleman about this, but you know what people wanna see~" Yang says, nodding behind her. And speaking of behind, she shifts into the ever-famous Downward Dog pose, aka her ass in the air. "Don't worry, I'll tell Blake it was my idea so she doesn't think you're a perv."

You look away, blushing. Watching Yang in her workout clothes was… enjoyable to watch to say the least, especially whenever she bent over to show off her cleavage. Now, she was inviting you to take pictures of her ass in skin-tight shorts. "Only if you promise…" You circle around Yang and point the camera exactly where people would want the camera pointed in the scenario.

"She'll welcome the opportunity to edit those pictures, I promise." Yang directs her butt even more towards the camera, holding her pose until you stop looking away and take a good quality picture. Continuing with more butt-focused poses, she says, "You saw her… err, wait no, you were staring at me, too. She was staring."

You take a breath and clear your throat. You've managed to dodge around a question you've been dying to know the answer too, and Yang was really swinging both ways on where the answer was. Coincidentally, you were asking about her swinging both ways. "I GOTTA ask, what's… what's going on between you and Blake? Like, I know, but literally fans have been fighting about this for years and I'd love a direct answer." You think of all of the discourse, deserved or otherwise, about RWBY as a series. Top of that list was probably the canon status of Bumbleby; it was the most popular/divisive ship, and considering the last few episodes with Adam, things were… somewhere.

Yang kicks up to standing. "I was wondering when you'd ask, to be honest." She doesn't seem pissed that you asked, which knocks one worry off of your mind. She looks lazily up into the sky and says, "I don't know. Not exactly a satisfying answer, is it?"

"Honestly, I appreciate AN answer."

"And that's the answer." Yang starts walking over to the play structure. Grabbing the monkey bars, she starts doing pulls ups. You take a second before returning to taking pictures. "We kissed."

"You did?" you ask, trying not to sound like you were interested for the wrong reasons.

"Yeah. Emotions were high, tensions were higher, and really, I think we both just wanted to have a single second of peace in between… Adam and that crazy shoe lady AND the Grimm on top of that." Yang hung from the bars for a moment before throwing on a casual smirk for the camera. "We… haven't really talked about it since then. Not that we had a chance to, seeing as… this." Yang does a pull-up and holds a pose for you to snap. "We've both been a little distracted as of late."

You wonder if these pictures are going to be good, considering the topic at hand. Blake will be the one sorting them out, but she won't be able to guess what you're talking about. "Yeah, there's a lot to be distracted about…"

"If I'm being honest, I'm not sure what to do right now. Like, I have feelings for her, of course, but this doesn't feel like the right time. Seeing as she hasn't said anything, I guess she agrees. We're back to the playful flirting phase, but nothing's… moving forward."

"There's a lot between you right now, huh? Putting it lightly…"

"I guess we should probably talk about this sooner rather than later. Talking about it with someone kinda makes it a bit clearer, you know?"

"Glad I could be of some help, at least!"

"Looks like you're more than a money-scheming perv, at least~" Yang says, starting to move along the monkey bars, doing a pull up between each one. "That's something for US to figure out, though, so why don't we take a few more pics and head back?"

You ignore the first comment and snap a picture of Yang triumphantly posing at the other end of the structure, having conquered the monkey bars. You take another as she decides to take a trip down the slide, wearing a comforting smile you're glad to see on her face, especially after all she'd been through.