An Eldritch Abomination's Guide to Normalcy Chapter 3

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Things were pretty going perfectly Normal!

That was the thought that ran through Jaune's singular Human mind. Things were going quite Normal. Yes, he'd run into one of those filthy Starspawn, and Weiss disagreed that not touching himself was Normal despite it being her own advice. It didn't surprise him. Humans were remarkably inconsistent creatures. For example, they looked down on the so-called Faunus and deemed them inferior, and yet their pornography featured them a lot for a race they claimed to despise so much.

At least Nora understood his want for Normalcy.

Jaune kept his eyes open and stared up at the ceiling from his place on the bed, his expression blank. He still didn't require sleep, but it was Normal to at least pretend and not walk the halls at night. He'd heard before that even waiting one hour led to anxiety and boredom for many people, something he didn't understand. One hour? He could wait years without even thinking of the passage of time.

The sun rose after hours of silent staring. It was something he had to get used to. Space was always dark, though that mattered little to one that had fifty senses. He had no idea how Humans lived with just five or Faunus with seven.

"Morning, everyone!" Nora shouted excitedly. From those of them that required sleep, she was always the first to rise.

"Ugh...shut up..." Blake moaned, shifting her pillow so it covered all four of her ears.

"Nope, we gotta wake up bright and early for our team-building exercise! Up, up, up!" Nora clapped her hands. Blake moaned again while Weiss growled. Weiss had been in a bad mood ever since the creature pretending to be Ruby Rose destroyed her weapon. He always found it odd how people could get so attached to inanimate objects. Mortals placed such odd importance on the transient.

"Can't we just stay in and relax?" Blake asked weakly.

"Nope! This team needs to bond and, as the leader, I'm mandating we have an official fun day! Chop, chop! The queen has spoken!"

Both Blake and Weiss groaned and complained but ultimately got up. Jaune did the same, sans the complaining, "Good morning, everyone," he said. Hm, strange, his voice had a different cadence and reverb from how he remembered it, but many Human voices sounded the same to him.

His three teammates all turned and stared at him. It was not an odd sight - people tended to stare at this body for reasons he couldn't quite comprehend - but there was something different in their looks. They were surprised, yes, but also curious and, in the case of Blake, seemed to be intrigued.

"Is something wrong?" Jaune asked. He hoped he was still being Normal. He was doing such a good job of it!

"Uh..." Nora started.

"What..." Blake trailed off.

"The fuck?!" Weiss shouted. Nora and Blake looked at her in shock for some reason, "No, seriously, what the fuck?!"

"Is something wrong, Weiss?" Jaune tilted his head to the side.

"You have boobs!" Weiss shouted.

He did? Jaune looked down and found that, yes, he did have breasts. Rather large ones as well, judging by how they protruded noticeably and stretched the material of his hoodie. Looking closer, he noticed that it was more than just breasts. His curves had differentiated into something more feminine and, after a quick grope to his crotch, which had Weiss sputtering and red-faced for some reason, he found that the primary sexual organ had been changed as well.

"How is-"

"How are you a woman now?!" Weiss shouted, cutting Blake off.

It was because he - or perhaps she - found maintaining this form somewhat difficult. Gender was such an odd and limiting concept to one such as him. Why limit yourself to something so arbitrary, he wondered. There was no reason to label one as male or female dependent on their appearance and characteristics. After all, weren't all Humans and Faunus the same bags of meat and flesh underneath it all?

But of course, he couldn't say the real reason because that wouldn't be Normal.

"It's...because of my Semblance?" he answered slowly. She reached her hands up and moved her new breasts, testing the weight of the fat. Weiss' face went red.

"Are you asking us or telling us?" Blake raised a brow.

"Telling you. I am telling you because that is the truth." Ha, 'nailed it', as the mortals said, "This is because of my Semblance."

"Bullshit it is!" Weiss threw her hands up. She had been cursing a lot lately, "You said your Semblance was to heal from grievous injuries! What part of that involves growing boobs the size of your head overnight?!"

"You sound jealous, Weiss." Nora grinned.

"I am not jealous!" Weiss shouted so loudly that Jaune could've sworn the room shook, "How are the two of you absolutely fine with this?! Our male teammate just turned into a woman! Why is nobody else freaking out?!"

"Eh, she said it's her Semblance so it's her Semblance. Why would she lie?" Nora shrugged.

"Honestly, it's none of my business," Blake added, "As long as they don't cause trouble for us, they can change gender whenever they want."

"How the...what the fu...AGGGHHHH!" Weiss covered her face with both hands and screamed.

"So...should we use male or female pronouns or something else?" Nora asked him.

"What is the most Normal to do in this situation?" Jaune asked.

"NOTHING about this is normal!" Weiss cried hysterically.

"...Bigot," Blake muttered.

"I'm not!"

"You have the only hereditary Semblance on Remnant. Why is this so weird?" Blake asked.

"Because!"

"Ah...then please refer to me as female." That sounded the most Normal, right? Yes, Normal. Jaune nodded his...her head in affirmation. She was still Normal. So what if she'd changed gender overnight? It wasn't as if that was the weirdest thing in this world. As Blake said, Semblances were odd and unexplainable things.

Yes, she was still perfectly Normal.

"None of this makes any sense..." Weiss sobbed.

They all got ready, ignoring Weiss' cries about how she should've stayed in Atlas. She still didn't have a change of clothes, but that didn't really matter. Everyone seemed to wear one set of clothes in this world and only changed every year or two. Even her teammates were going back to the same outfits they wore the first time she met them on the first day of school.

Weiss kept muttering to herself as they stepped out of the room. Oh dear, that wasn't good. Muttering to yourself was a sign of becoming crazy, at least it was in the comic books she'd read for research.

They ran into RPYR also leaving their own room. She and the creature pretending to be Ruby's squishy human eyes met and she looked away. The rest of her team looked at her; or rather, at her chest, "Woah! Where'd you get those puppies?" Yang whistled.

"Puppies? There are no animals here."

"She was referring to your new...endowments." Pyrrha coughed.

"Yeah! Those things are even bigger than mine, and that's saying something!" Yang laughed.

"Oh."

"It's part of her Semblance. Don't worry about it." Nora waved a hand without a care.

"A Semblance that allows one to completely reconstitute their body? Most intriguing." Ren put a hand to his chin.

"Ah, whatever, Semblances are weird. Let's go get some grub!" Yang shouted.

The others all agreed while Weiss kept muttering under her breath. Oh dear, she wasn't acting very Normal, was she? Perhaps she wasn't the person to give advice on what was considered Normal?

They all took their food and sat at the table. Jaune looked down at the assortment of meat and vegetables and frowned. This Human body required sustenance, but he still disliked how eating forced him to go to the bathroom to vacate the food anyway hours down the line. Human bodies were so inconvenient. How did anyone get anything done when they needed to eat, sleep, and void their bowels every day?

"You guys heard about the explosion?" Yang asked.

"What explosion? Did something blow up and I didn't know about it?" Nora asked excitedly.

Yeah. I heard that a bunch of the pipes just exploded. Apparently, it was like someone flushed a bag full of Dust crystals down the drain." The creature pretending to be Ruby Rose flinched and looked down at her food, though no one noticed or paid her any mind, "Like, who does that?"

"I quite agree." Weiss wrinkled her nose, "Not only is it juvenile, it's also expensive. Flushing so much Dust down the drain means you're literally flushing money. It's an absolute waste."

"Pun intended?" Yang asked with a grin.

"Shut it, Xiao Long."

"M-Maybe it was an accident?" the Starspawn asked weakly.

"What, someone accidentally flushed like a ton of Dust down the toilet? Sure." Yang snorted.

Jaune refrained from commenting on the discussion. Even for one such as Him, she found it disgusting that the people of this world placed so much value on Great Old One castoffs. It was akin to using one's dandruff as a fuel source.

The creature pretending to be Ruby Rose continued to sneak peeks at her but refused to say anything. Jaune ignored her. She was here to be Normal, and inciting their innate hatred for one another was the opposite of that.

That and, for some odd reason, she was still in denial of her true identity. She claimed to be a Human despite her obvious Eldritch state and lack of soul. One touch and it was easy for her to see that Ruby Rose, or so she claimed she was, did not have a soul. To be fair, however, neither did Jaune. Souls were such overrated things. Only the Devils really cared about them. His kind thought it was more superfluous.

Soon enough, they finished breakfast and went their separate ways from their sister team. They were going to Vale, Nora said. Jaune had never been there herself. She knew it was Normal for teenagers to 'hang out' smoking at the back of arcades and ranting about how much they hated authority, but he didn't have the proper group to do it with just yet. Perhaps Cardin would be open now that they fought? Comics indicated that a fight was the fightest way to earn friendships for some reason.

"I wish team RPYR could've come with us." Nora pouted.

"The team or just Ren?" Blake raised a brow and smirked slightly.

"What are you implying? Me and Ren are just friends! We're together, but not together-together!"

"I...didn't imply otherwise?"

Jaune turned her attention to Weiss. She hadn't said a word since they finished breakfast, "Is something wrong?" It was Normal for teammates to look out for one another. That was the reason Nora insisted that they all have a day out in town. And it was not because she was bored and needed an excuse to go out in town with someone. She said it wasn't and Jaune believed her.

"Just questioning my choices in life," Weiss muttered back.

"Ah. Do you do that often?"

"...Are you mocking me?"

"No?" Jaune tilted her head to the side, "Would you like me to? I understand friends engage in friendly insults all the time."

"We're not fri- no, you know what? Nevermind." She sighed, "Yes, I do that a lot, especially in recent days. It's only been a week but I've been denied a chance to be a leader, I'm dealing with a weirdo for a teammate, and my weapon is broken."

"A weird teammate? I'm sorry you have to deal with that." She bet it was Blake. It couldn't have been her; she was doing such a good job being Normal.

Weiss just gave him a withering look for some reason then looked away. Did...that go well? She couldn't tell.

"Alright, team!" Nora announced as soon as they were off the ship. She put her hands on her hips and looked them up and down with a huge grin, "Things have been pretty tense the past week, so we're here to get rid of all of that. We're a team and we're gonna get along!"

"You know you can't just force people to get along right?" Blake asked. For some reason, she sounded bitter as she said it.

"Says who?" Nora turned around and pointed to the city in front of them, "Hanging out is the best way to take out all those pesky bad feelings!"

"Hanging out won't fix my weapon!" Weiss grit her teeth.

"Aren't you rich? Can't you just buy a new one?" Nora asked back.

"How?! Myrtenaster was made by the premier weaponsmith of Atlas and cost me thousands of Lien to make! I can't make up for that with just my allowance! I'd have to save for at least three months to get that much money."

"Oh no, how terrible for you." Blake rolled her eyes.

"Shut it, Belladonna."

"I don't understand. Can't you just get another weapon from the armory?" Jaune asked.

"You say it like it's so easy! Myrtenaster was...it was like another limb! A huntsman's weapon is their life. You can't just replace it with another scrap of metal!"

"Much as I hate to agree with her, she's right," Blake said, "Replacing weapons isn't easy."

"Oh." She just picked up her sword and shield from a shop.

"Well...lemme treat you to pancakes! That'll cheer you up!" Nora cheered.

They all followed Nora. Weiss wasn't muttering to herself anymore, but she was still in a bad mood. It was such a shame that Jaune was being Normal now. She could've offered her a generous pact to gain a much more dangerous weapon than a mere rapier. Maybe something that could carve through the soul rather than the flesh? It would be devastating for beings that used their soul as external protection.

Before she knew it, Jaune was looking up at the sky instead of in front of her. She was still getting used to the fact that she didn't have extranormal senses that would warn her of anyone's presence.

Which was why she ended up running into another girl rounding the corner. Jaune fell on top of her and looked down at the other female figure. Pale skin, freckles, short orange hair, green eyes, and a fractured soul, "Oh! My apologies, I wasn't watching where I was going!" the girl said, looking up at him through wide, unblinking eyes. Jaune looked down at her, equally unblinking.

"No, it's alright." Jaune stood and helped her up.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Nora and the others looked back.

"Um, nothing. I made a new friend." Wait, was that the right word? Would acquaintance have been better?

"...I am your friend?" Penny leaned forward, their noses touching.

What would the Normal response be in this situation? Many of those Mistralian comics talked about the power of friendship and vaunted them as an ideal, "Yes. Hello, friend." Jaune smiled, showing off her teeth.

"Oh, sensational! I did not expect to make a friend today!" The girl pressed her face against hers even harder, "My name is Penny Polendina! It is so nice to meet you, new friend!"

"Jaune Arc," she replied, making no move to step back. Weiss told her that touching herself was improper, but not touching or being touched by others.

"Could you please take a step back? This looks improper." Weiss asked for her.

"Oh!" Penny stepped back. Or to be more accurate, it was more like she slid across the floor, "My apologies! That was not very Normative behavior!"

She...was trying to be Normal as well?

"It's fine." Weiss pinched the bridge of her nose.

"Haven't I seen you around school?" Blake asked.

"Oh, yes! I am here to fight in the Vytal Tournament for Atlas and came early to get a gauge of the facilities." She saluted, "I am Combat Ready!"

"You're a Huntress-in-training?" Weiss looked his new friend up and down, looking distinctly unimpressed.

"Affirmative." Penny nodded eagerly, "I am a perfectly Normal Human girl and Huntress!"

The insistent way she said it...Jaune didn't know why, but he felt a sense of kingship in this girl with the Fractured soul, "Yes, I'm also a perfectly Normal Human and Huntress. Or Huntsman, dependent if and when I can return to being male."

"You can change gender, friend Jaune?" Penny tilted her head to the side.

"Yes. Is that not Normal?"

"No!" Weiss cried.

"I see no issue with it. Bodies do not have to be so arbitrarily labeled, I think," Penny said.

"I agree." Jaune nodded happily. Weiss screamed.

"Hey, wanna join us? We're gonna go get some pancakes!" Nora suddenly asked.

"Oh, my first outing! This is a day of firsts! Yes, I would be happy to come along!" Jaune found herself smiling at his new friend's agreement. Perhaps she could help him be Normal. Two heads were better than one, and while it was far less than her usual thirteen, she would take it.

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Ruby Rose was a girl on a mission.

She looked both ways before crossing the street. Just because she was apparently invincible now didn't mean she had to be careless. She had another reason to be careful, of course. It wasn't like she was doing anything illegal, but people would ask questions about her...product. The duffel bag was full to bursting and the last thing she needed was anyone getting a glimpse of the contents inside.

Which was also why she'd made sure to be subtle. She'd told Yang that she was gonna spend all day at the weaponsmithing section to make sure she wouldn't be interrupted and put up her hood so no one could see her face. Again, nothing illegal, she wasn't a criminal, but she still didn't want people seeing her face.

Ruby stepped inside from Dust till Dawn and looked around warily. Not a lot of customers, but she was still careful all the same. She shuffled over to the counter and looked at the old shopkeeper. She'd saved his shop a month ago from Roman Torchwick. Ah, those were the days. Back then, everything seemed so simple. Just kicking Grimm and bad guy butt and training to be the best Huntress she could be.

"Hmm?" The shopkeeper grunted and looked down at her suspiciously.

"I...heard you buy Dust." Ruby licked her lips, "And you don't ask any questions. Is that right?"

"Hngh." The old man nodded.

"Well..." Ruby raised the duffle bag and pried both sides open. The old man gasped and actually opened his eyes at the sight of the bag filled to the brim with multi-colored crystals. She had to...'prepare' a lot of them just to make sure she'd have enough. It was gross, but she did what she had to. On the other hand, she wasn't brave enough to test if the crystals came from more than one end. Forcing herself to throw up was more than enough.

The old man grabbed one of the crystals and set it under a nearby Dust analyzer. Ruby shifted from one foot to another as the old man looked through the microscope. She had no idea exactly how useful the crystals she puked up were, but she could tell even at a glance that they were thrumming with energy. Maybe selling everything in the bag would be a good start.

"So...how much can I get for these?" She had a lot of things to pay back. First was Weiss' weapon, and then she had to pay back the school for those pipes she ruined. Yeah, no one knew it was her, but it was the principle of the thing! Heroes paid back their debts.

The shopkeeper reached a shaky hand under the counter and pulled out a lockbox. He opened it and grabbed the stack of bills. Easily thousands of Lien in a thick wad, "W-Wow..." Ruby whispered. She sat the bag down on the counter and reached for the wad of cash before he pulled back, "Wh-What's wrong? You can have everything-"

"Ngh." He shook his head and, with deliberate slowness, reached in and plucked only three crystals from the dozens (hundreds?) of gems in the pile, "Hmm."

"Wait, that's all?!" Ruby looked inside. The bag was still nearly overflowing with crystals, "A-Are you sure?!"

The shopkeeper nodded and raised three fingers, "You're saying each crystal lasts three days? Wait, no, you wouldn't be paying so much for that. Three weeks?" He shook his head, "...Three months?" He nodded and set the Dust down carefully on the countertop. Two months...that was crazy. The purest Dust could last a week of constant usage, two if you were lucky, but everything needed to be replaced. Two months was four times as long as the purest Dust on Remnant.

"O-Okay, thank you. And, uh, here. For being honest." She grabbed five of the crystals and placed them on the encounter. The shopkeeper looked like he was about to have a heart attack, "Please, it's the least I can do for this." She pocketed the cash and put the duffle bag over her shoulder. The money wasn't enough quite yet, but with how valuable the Dust was, she could make more than enough with a few more trips to a few shops.

Things were finally looking up.

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Weiss woke up to both Jaune and Penny T-posing in the center of the room.

...

She grabbed her pillow, stuffed it into her face, and screamed.

"Ah, good morning, Weiss!" Jaune turned to her, arms still spread, and opened her mouth in a wide grin. Oh yes, and she was still female and still had her absurd breasts. She was not jealous - breasts were useless lumps of fat that only the perverse cared about - but seeing the way they shifted and swayed irritated her. Jaune had no brassieres and none of theirs would fit her. Not even Nora's.

"Good morning, Jaune..." Weiss grit out. As much as her teammate irritated her, she technically hadn't done anything wrong. She didn't make snippy remarks like Blake or take her rightful place as the leader like Nora. No, she was simply odd, the very antithesis of normal, and Penny was no better. Yet they acted as if they were the the very picture of normalcy.

"Good morning as well, Weiss!" Penny added, also keeping her arms in a T-pose.

"Hm...and what are you both doing?" A quick glance around the room showed that Nora and Blake were nowhere in sight. How...kind of them to leave her with the two of them. She would have some choice words for them down the line.

"We are asserting our dominance!" Penny replied cheerfully, "Research on the Dustnet indicates that spreading one's arms is a way to assert one's superiority over others!"

"I see. And who exactly are you asserting your dominance over?" If they said her, she swore to the Brothers...

"No one just yet, we are simply practicing," Jaune jumped up, breasts swaying like a pendulum. She wanted to slap it.

"I see. Well, don't let me keep you." She got out of bed and took a change of clothes to the shower. It was Sunday, so there were still no classes. She was tempted to go to the library to study, but she knew it would lead nowhere. She was too frustrated to focus on anything right now.

Everything had been such a mess. First, she was denied her rightful role as the leader, and then she found out her partner was a Faunus. She was not a bigot, no matter what Blake said. She had a healthy awareness of Faunus, yes, but could one really blame her considering her family's experiences with the White Fang? Those terrorists blamed the SDC for everything; as if her family alone was solely responsible for the plight of the Faunus.

And then, of course, there was the incident in combat class. Her short-lived sparring match with Ruby Rose ended with her beloved Myrtenaster being shattered. She still had the hilt and all the pieces in a lockbox under her bed. She'd need to save up her allowance for the next few months in order to afford the repairs, and even then it would take her at least a month to get an appointment even with her family name. Mr. Burnfire was a meticulous craftsman.

Shaking her head, she ignored the two T-posing dolts and left the room. She'd barely taken two steps out when Ruby Rose rushed towards her, "Weiss, there you are! I've been waiting!"

"I...see." Weiss took a step back. She didn't dislike Ruby - she knew it would've been unfair to blame her for Myrtenaster's broken state - but she didn't relish the idea of spending any more time with the younger girl alone than she had to.

"So...I know I broke your sword."

"Ruby, I told you that you shouldn't blame yourself-"

"It was my fault, though! So...here." She pulled her hands from behind her back and Weiss' eyes bugged out at the ludicrously large pile of lien she held between her fingers. She couldn't count it out given how large it was, easily reaching Ruby's head in height alone, but even at a glance she could surmise that the bills - each one hundred lien - were more than enough to pay for Myrtenaster's repair bill and then some."

"Uh..."

"This is yours," Ruby said, pushing the large stack of bills towards her, "I dunno how much your weapon cost, but maybe you could make some improvements? It's the least I can do since I broke it."

"I...this is very generous of you, Ruby, but I can't-"

"Yes, you can," she said, pushing the messy pile towards her more insistently, "It's my fault it broke and I'm making up for it. I'm not taking no for an answer!"

Weiss could only nod dumbly and accept the offered reparations. Ruby smiled like she'd just won the lottery and skipped away, "Thank you..." Weiss called out weakly after her, staring down at the comically oversized stack of lien. How on Remnant did Ruby even get so much money? Was she selling drugs or performing hits? Weiss shook her head. No, that was rude of her. Ruby had very generously compensated her for her troubles and yet here she was thinking the worst of her.

Weiss was used to extravagance - it came with being a Schnee - but somehow being gifted this money felt different in a way she couldn't explain. Logically, she knew that Ruby only did so because she wanted to pay her back, but the earnestness with which the young reaper insisted was different from previous dealings she'd had. Those were always either reluctant or used as a way to curry favor. Not...this.

She shook her head again and walked to the library, balancing the pile of lien in her hands. Students who passed her by stopped to stare, many with obvious jealousy in their eyes. Weiss ignored them all and placed the lien at the closest table once she made her way to the library. It took only a short time to arrange it into proper stacks, and a quick count showed that she had more than enough for Myrtenaster's repairs and then some with just a fraction of the pile.

"Hello, Mr. Burnfire? I need Myrtenaster repaired. A full repair, yes. How much would it cost to be given priority?" She waited for him to rattle off the cost and smiled, "Yes, I think I can more than afford that." She added a couple more thousand lien into the pile and assured the weaponsmith she'd make the payment before the end of the day. Father couldn't complain if it wasn't his money being spent.

But what to do with the rest of it? Weiss eyes the neat stack of bills and hummed softly. A quick deposit to the bank would pad out her credit card for at least the next year, likely more. She wanted to give the excess back to Ruby, but the other girl made it clear she wasn't going to accept the money. Perhaps...a present? She couldn't say anything if she bought her a gift.

Weiss carried the stack once more and made her way down to Vale. Depositing the money took no time at all and she looked down at her credit card after it was all said and done. Even after the payment to Mr. Burnfire, she felt positively overflowing with money. But she wouldn't waste it. She had to buy Ruby a present.

But what to get her? She wanted it to be a surprise, so she couldn't just ask her, but she didn't know the other girl all that well. Weiss racked her brain and tried to think of something. She knew Ruby liked weapons, but there was little point in getting her a new one since that scythe of hers wasn't broken. Something more indulgent, perhaps?

Oh, she remembered now! A few days ago, Xiao Long had lectured Ruby about eating too many cookies and sweets. Weiss had barely paid it any mind at the time.

Weiss went to the best bakery in Vale and bought their most expensive cookies. Normally she would've hesitated to buy it even with her admittedly generous allowance, but this was technically Ruby's money. Perhaps the gesture wouldn't mean much given that, but she was sure Ruby would enjoy it regardless.

For the first time in this hellish week, Weiss smiled. Perhaps things were finally looking up.

She was on her way back to bullhead when she heard crying, "Hm?" She looked to the left and blinked at the sight of a child kneeling on the dirty ground. Her face was hidden from view, but her height was indicative of a child.

Weiss could've ignored her, but that wasn't what a Huntress did. While many saw the profession as a way to riches or adventure, she saw it as following in her heroic grandfather's footsteps.

Taking a deep breath, she walked into the alley and crouched down in front of the girl, "Hey, are you alright? Where's your mom and dad?" Weiss asked softly.

The girl looked up and smirked, her pink and brown eyes seeming to shift. It was only then that Weiss noticed the scroll projecting the crying sounds.

"It's the Schnee! Get her!" A voice cried out from above. Weiss looked up just in time to see figures garbed in white jumping down, their faces covered by Grimm Masks.

The White Fang.

She turned to run - she couldn't fight them in a narrow alley without her weapon - when she suddenly felt a pressure around her neck. The crying 'child' giggled as she wrapped her arms around her neck and pressed a cloth against her mouth. Weiss' eyes widened and she struggled frantically, though she already knew it was in vain. Aura protected from a lot of things, but drugs weren't one of them.

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The last thing she saw before everything went black was a dark-clothed figure with blood-red hair stalking towards her.

Poor Weiss. I'm sure this will in no way help with her 'healthy caution' of the Faunus. Also, I'm sure whatever the White Fang's plans are will totally succeed. It's not like Weiss has an Eldritch Monster on her team and is friends with another one who really wants to make things up to her.

The next update will be a second chapter for 'He Really Gets Around'. 

Question:

1. So...what would you guys say to a WhiteRose pairing for this fic? It'd be my first time ever writing that couple, and Ruby is possibly an eldritch monster that ate the original, but I'm willing to give it a shot. Likewise, what about RoboKnight? Jaune is an eldritch monstrosity while Penny is a technological abomination that shows hints of being capable of going full Skynet on Remnant. They seem perfect for each other, right?

2. So what do you guys think of Jaune so far? Are they doing a good job being Normal? Ditto Ruby and her becoming a puke Dust dealer.