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Semblance/aura: Jaune

When Pyrrha first unlocked his aura, he’d seen the briefest flash of brilliant red. He had absolutely no idea what it was. So he’d assumed it was what usually happened, and moved on without saying anything. After all it was bad- and suspicious - enough that he didn’t really understand aura past the most basic of stuff. It healed and it gave powers. (Jaune would admit– he’d slept through the few times they’d talked about aura in school. It was just so boring. They didn’t do anything practical with it or anything, just droned on for a few minutes.) And that he didn’t have his unlocked. He smiled at her, grateful that she’d nudged it to the surface and unwittingly made it so he didn’t have to reveal he’d snuck his way in.

When Nora woke him up the first day of them being together as a team, there was a flash of pink. It shimmered over her body like excited rays. Jaune blinked hard and it went away. Again he didn’t question it. Obviously he’d imagined it. He didjust wake up, and he was still immensely groggy. It couldn’t be that odd that he was seeing things.

Other flashes came to him at odd moments. Pink from Ren when Nora did something that made him fondly roll his eyes. Dark red from Ruby as she gave him a leader pep talk. Yellow from Yang as she declared war. Black from Blake while she read. Deep green from Russel as he told him about his childhood late at night on Beacon’s roof. Dark red from Cardin when their eyes met across the classroom.

Saving Weiss was the first time he’d ever gotten more than just a few flashes. Pure, glittering silver shattered like a mirror. It was terrifying. He barely even understood it, but it was terrifying. It felt like his body moved toward her without his input. There was a tug insideof him, reaching and reaching until he stretched out his arms and saw gold reach toward silver and silver reach back.

That was the first time he used his semblance and the first time he realized what those flashes were. Aura. He could see others’ aura.

The realization had him staring closer. Finally he noticed the emotions he recognized were being broadcast through those flashes. That he’d been interpreting them subconsciously before he’d even actually known what they were. Now that he did, he would pay more attention.

Along with learning the different ways aura swirled with different emotions, he also learned the different colours of his friends.

Pyrrha took the longest, since all he had to work on was memory. But he was pretty sure he had a good idea of what it had been. Candy red. Bright like candy apples from a fair. Bright like Pyrrha had been and like he knew she could’ve been.

Nora was blush. Soft yet intense.

Ren was magenta. Bold and bright.

Ruby was garnet.

Yang was sunflower yellow. Tall and strong.

When they got to Atlas, he learned the colours of the team he honestly didn’t think he’d ever see again. (He was glad he saw them again. That the four of them were healthy and still together.) He learned Penny’s as well.

Dove’s was bronze and he kind of wanted to laugh- it was fitting with the last name ‘Bronzewing’. The colour was… shinier than he expected.

Penny was inch worm green. It looked like a power button turned ‘on’.

Sky was cobalt.

Russel was japanese laurel. A deep, living green.

Cardin was the easiest. It was blood. Freshly spilt and flickering along his skin like pinpoints of light. Like a hundred thousand wounds from half as many battles, seared into his skin so the world could see if it only cared to look. 

So the world would know what he tried to keep hidden.

Or so Jaune would, at least. The colour was dark like the blood coloured cloth Cardin still wore. The colour was dark and Jaune wasn’t sure it fit Cardin, not like how the others’ aura fit them, but then he’d catch glimpses and wonder and think that maybe it did. Sometimes he thought about how much Cardin clearly cared for the others. Or he saw the way he took care of his team and of Penny and mysteriously one day Nora and Weiss, too. How he kept them alive in even the smallest of ways. About how made sure they ate and slept and he thought it only made sense that his aura was the colour of blood. Was the colour of life.