#friendship

Injury: Ruby and Russel

It was a clear day. A nice day, cool (though, maybe Russel wasn’t the best judge of ‘cold’, growing up in Vacuo) and sun shining. Because of that, Aang had brought them outside for semblance training. Not that he didn’t usually take them outside, weather permitting. But it was just so nice outside. Russel absolutely could not focus. And it seemed like he wasn’t alone. Ruby- the leader of the team of the same name, he wondered if that ever got confusing for her- also seemed antsy. Weight constantly shifting from foot to foot, hands swinging by her sides. He walked over to her.

“Hey, wanna have a race?” Russel asked. He knew she had a speed semblance- he’d seen her using it to get to class. Everyone else was doing other semblance stuff right then, anyway. She looked at him and she seemed confused. Which was fair. Their teams didn’t exactly interact and her team was friends with Jaune’s.

“What?” She narrowed her eyes at him.

“A race,” Russel said. “We both have speed semblances and there’s a hill over there, wanna see who can reach the bottom first?”

Ruby looked over to the hill and her gaze turned calculating. It was a carpet of dark green with weeds taking up maybe half of it. The trees were a distant thing, leaves green. She turned back and her fidgeting seemed to calm for a moment. “Sure.” 

Russel and Ruby smiled at each other with smiles that promised trouble. While everybody else was focused on doing the breathing exercises Aang had them do to warm up, they snuck further off to the top of the hill. From here he could get a good perspective of the sheer Size of it. It had to be a good few feet, definitely taller than Russel had thought. This would be awesome.

“So, semblance on?” Ruby asked.

“Yeah,” Russel nodded.

They counted to three together, just loud enough for them both to hear. Then they were off. It started out fine. Russel on the left and Ruby on the right. Practically neck to neck. Pushing their semblances to their limit to speed down the hill. Each overtaxing their semblance to come out first. Until they used too much. And then their auras broke.

And their semblances faltered.

Both teens crashed into each other hard. Arms connected and they let out simultaneous pained noises. Their bodies spun, head over heel, done the rest of the hill at speeds that were frankly a little insane. At a speed that almost achieved that move Russel had been working on. And likely would’ve, if he’d had the presence of mind to curl. But right now his mind was on pain . It was like a constant stream of tingles went up his right arm. Like he’d fallen asleep on it. His body came to a stop at the bottom of the hill and let out a groan, Ruby next to him echoing it.

“Owww,” Ruby groaned. Russel let out an agreeing noise.

Russel let out a wordless yell. Ruby- it had to be Ruby, it sounded like her- echoed it.

Panic shot cold through Cardin’s veins and he almost missed it when he bit down, holding it back. There was no reason for panic. Miss Goodwitch was with them. She- probably- wouldn’t let them get hurt. They were huntsmen in training. Russ could handle himself. It was probably just something stupid. Maybe he saw a snake and freaked.

“Merda,” he cursed and ran toward where the shout came from.

As Russel lied there with Ruby in maybe a bit more pain than he could really shove down- it felt like he’d broken something again- Cardin crested the hill. He was upside down, but that was likely more in the way Russel was looking at him. It still caused him to snort. Ruby looked over at him to see what’d caused the humour. He simply pointed upward. The second she noticed Cardin she giggled.

“He’s upside down,” Ruby said.

“Yeah,” Russel agreed.

“Oh he looks annoyed,” Ruby whispered. It didn’t quite sound like a whisper, but they were pretty far away. Though Cardin did turn on his heel pretty soon after she said it. She clicked her tongue. “I think he’s leaving us here.”

“He wouldn’t,” Russel argued, squirming to sit up. A jolt of pain went through his arm and he looked over to see it bent at an angle he was pretty sure arms weren’t generally meant to bend. So yeah, definitely broken. Damn. And it’d been years since he’d last broken something, too.

Ruby waved an arm- oh, her other arm looked to be broken too. “Then where’s he going?”

“To tell Aang?” Russel suggested.

“Oh, I hope not,” Ruby lied back with a sigh. “Yang’s gonna be so angry.”

“Aren’t you team leader?” Russel asked.

“Yeah, but Yang’s my older sister,” Ruby said. Then she mumbled, “I guess even if Cardin didn’t snitch she’d figure out.”

Russel nodded understandingly and took her cue, lying back down. “Yeah, that’s probably why Cardin looked annoyed.”

“What?” Ruby looked over at him. “Cardin’s your older brother?” Russel nodded. She looked back up at the sky. “Huh. I didn’t know that.” He shrugged, though she couldn’t see it.

“Our teams aren’t exactly friends,” Russel said.

“Yeah,” Ruby agreed. “Weiss’ll probably yell at me for ‘fraternizing with the enemy’.” They both laughed at that. When Aang got there, he ran down the hill and fluttered around them like a worried hen before their teams helped them back to Beacon and to the nurse’s office. Where they were both given a cast for their broken arms. Ruby her left and Russel his right. Both their dominant arms. It was unclear who broke who’s. Ruby and Russel privately agreed that the answer was ‘both of them’. Had his dominant hand not been relegated to a cast, Russel would’ve offered to take extra notes for Ruby in the classes he could. But he couldn’t. He apologized to her nonetheless and she laughed it off and assured him that somebody on her team would probably do it.

“But what about you?” Ruby asked.

“Don’t worry,” Russel said. “I’m sure someone on my team will take for me! Plus, I don’t have any leadership classes like you do so I think I’m getting off a little easy.”

Ruby smiled. “Yeah, I guess you are.”

“Well, it was a fun race,” Russel said.

“Yeah.” Ruby snorted. “It really was, even if it ended terribly. We don’t even know who won.”

“Both of us,” Russel said with a firm nod. After all, they landed at likely the same time. It was a little hard to tell given how badly his head was spinning.

“Wedid fall together,” Ruby said. She held out her hand and Russel took it. “Alright, tie.” They shook on it.

It wasn’t hard to get Cardin to take notes for him after the lecture he half tuned out. Really, he had a feeling Cardin would’ve done it whether or not he asked. But it was nice to ask and Russel did. At the end of the day, Russel met back up with Cardin after his leadership class. There were two packets in his hands. A thick one that he handed to Russel and a much thinner one that he handed to Ruby, who’d come out slightly before him. Russel smiled at him. “Thanks, Car!”

“You can thank me by not stupidly breaking your arm again,” Cardin said. An exact repeat of what he’d said when Russel initially asked. When Russel just smiled at him- they both knew he wouldn’t promise anything- he rolled his eyes and walked off. Russel skipped behind him, easily keeping pace.

Ruby flipped through the packet she was handed. Surprised that it was the notes she couldn’t take. By the time she looked up the boys were fully gone.

“Was that Cardin?” Jaune looked away from them, down to her, loose paper in his hands. Probably more notes. She hadn’t even seen him walk up.

“Yeah…” She looked back to the empty hallway. “He took notes for me.”

“He did?” Together, they looked curiously to where Cardin and Russel disappeared behind a corner.

“That’s weird, right?” Ruby asked.

“Definitely,” Jaune said. Neither of them questioned it past that. They weren’t sure how to. For the rest of the time, until Ruby’s arm healed, Cardin took notes for her in their leadership class. Despite Ruby never asking him to. She was thankful since his handwriting was a lot neater and easier to read than Jaune’s. (Though she didn’t tell Jaune that.)

anyone else just feeling really fucking lonely lately… no? just me? …… ok

Belefáradtam a próbálkozásba. Elegem van abból, hogy mindig csak nekem fontos, mindig csak én teperjek. Végeztem. Aki menni akar, azt el fogom engedni egy szemrebbenés nélkül. Mert már nem érdekel többé.

S most mondhatnátok, hogy önzően gondolkozom. Hogy egy kapcsolat mindig két emberen áll. De itt mindig én vagyok, akinek fontosabb a másik. Nekik, mintha mindegy lenne. Mert valójában mindegy is. Csak akkor vagyok jó, ha épp unatkoznak vagy nincs más a képben.

Magamnak ennél többet érek. És nem érdekel, ha egyedül is maradok, legyen az családtag, barát, szerelem.

Mert inkább vagyok egyedül, magányosan, minthogy valaki b) terve legyek.

Oh dear, I don’t know if we know why we’re here.

How cool are these pillows!! I love bringing fashion into the home! My house is black & white theme so these throw pillows would be a great addition to my lounge! 

I have almost finished decorating my new home! Recently I have been collecting black & white shopping bags to frame as art on the walls! I started doing this when I was given a thoughtful gift from a friend I really admire. I was given a beautiful clutch that was so me, it was mean’t to be! I had never had someone be so generous, or picked a gift so well suited to me! I know it sounds very materialistic but the clutch represented more than a beautiful bag, it showed that this person knew & valued me. I felt really special. I had never been gifted something like this!  SO I decided to frame the paper shopping bag it came in! I found it inspirational, not only did I think it looked pretty cool -Im a huge fan of fashion art, but it represented a goal for me. I wanted to be more like the friend who gave me that bag. I wanted to be thoughtful, kind & generous like she is! I also wanted to work hard like she had so I would have the opportunity to one day give her & the people I love a gift they can cherish! 

On the note of giving, if you would like to give your bed or lounge room a face life you can find these pillows on etsy; http://www.etsy.com/shop/TheLindas?ref=seller_info

Here is a picture of the bag that started it all…

essays-nobody-needed:

was playing around with some prose, they’re not very good but I thought I’d share anyway

My mom likes to ask if I’m in love with my best friend

And although I love the boy, I’m not in love with him

But I grin and blush when I tell her no

I’m not ready to let go

Of the image of me and him walking down the aisle

I know how much that makes my mother smile

I’m scrubbing my neck to get rid of your lipstick stain

Washing your sweet sugar perfume down the drain

He’s the one that holds my hair back when I’m sick

But I can’t stop thinking about the taste of your strawberry chapstick

Sometimes I rest my head on his to remind him that I care

And he knows how much I love it when he runs his fingers through my hair

And he loves me for the things I do when my mom is unaware

He’d be the perfect, golden partner for anyone but me

Because when I kiss my best friend I don’t feel anything

I wish that I’d grown up with a different life

The kind where I could picture a world with you as my wife

But all I can do is kiss your hand in my pitch black basement

If I was choosing who to marry I know it never could be you

But when I live with my best friend I hope I’ll get to kiss you too

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