RWBY Shorts

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Velvet Scarlatina sat peacefully beneath a tree on the green grounds of Beacon. Its branches were wide and covered in green leaves, offering much shade to the visitor beneath. An open book sat in her lap, The History of Remnant by Robert Frost. Between the pages were a pencil and a half-finished report on the Faunus Revolution. In front of her stood a young man in brown armor. Around his waist, a belt with a dove engraved on the buckle. She must have fallen asleep while working, Dove thought. Well then, time to get to work.

He knelt down and opened his bag, quietly, as to not wake her up yet. He took out a set of pencils and a pad of paper and silently went to work. The light scratching of a pencil on paper and the rustling of the wind through the leaves were the only sounds. It was quite serene. The perfect atmosphere for sketching.

Dove did not have many opportunities to draw, as his leader was very enthusiastic about their training. The rest of his team didn't always agree with Cardin's policies, but his methods were effective, crude as they were. Between classes and training, an opportunity like this, a quiet, sunny afternoon spent drawing a beautiful girl, was a godsend.

He carefully sketched out her arms and fingers, intertwined with the book, along with her long legs. He left her face blank, saving it for last. He drew her ears in long, smooth strokes.

His scroll buzzed. He grunted in surprise, and opened it. There was a notification for a new message, so he opened that as well.

CARDIN: [What's taking so long?]

He sighed, and started to pack up. As he did so, he also snatched the book between Velvet's sleeping arms and stuffed it next to his art supplies in his bag. He then stood up and walked away, texting back a reply on his scroll.

DOVE: [I got it. Heading back.]

END