An alleyway

The door Yang and Pyrrha used was connected directly to the outside of the building. Meaning as soon as they stepped through the door, the bright sun shone directly onto their nude bodies, the warm breeze tickling parts of them that had always been covered up until now.

Yang brought her free hand up to shield her eyes as the door closed behind them. Fortunately, as class was still in session across the campus, there weren't that many people out and about at the moment. However, she knew that could change at any moment.

"Come on," Yang repeated, tugging on Pyrrha's arm again. Pyrrha nodded, and the two of them took off down the sidewalk, trying to find someplace to hide.

As they moved, Yang silently cursed her bust. Normally, she was proud of it. Always dress to show it off a bit. But now that she was naked and running, it was much more active than she was used to. With each step she took, it either bounced up and threatened to give her a black eye, or it landed heavily and caused her massive discomfort. For a moment, she tried using her free arm to hold them in place, but that made it more difficult for her to run.

She didn't have to worry about this for long, though. A few buildings away, they came across a narrow alleyway that Yang was sure they'd be able to hide in for a few minutes. She swerved off to the side, surprising Pyrrha with the sudden change in direction, and the two of them came to a stop around the back of one of the buildings, out of sight of anyone out on campus.

Yang placed her hands on her knees, taking a moment to catch her breath. Similarly, Pyrrha leaned back against the brick wall, her boobs rising and falling with each gasp for air.

"Pyrrha..." Yang began once she was able to stand up straight. She did her best to maintain eye contact, figuring it wouldn't help her case to ogle Pyrrha right now. "I am so sorry. This was not my plan at all."

Pyrrha wiped some sweat from her brow and looked Yang in the eyes, actually looking angry for once in her life.

"Really? Stripping me naked in front of our class and destroying my weapon and armor wasn't your plan?" she panted. "What was your plan, then? Enlighten me."

"Well...you see...I got these new cartridges for my gauntlets. They're made with more fire dust, and they're supposed to have much more oomf to them. I wanted to test them in class today, but...I had to modify my gauntlets to hold them, and..."

Pyrrha thought for a moment.

"How many bullets can your gauntlets hold?"

"12 in each gauntlet," Yang answered without thinking about it. "24 in total."

"Well, in the...oh...tenth of a second before my vision went orange, it looked like your fists turned into mini-suns." Pyrrha paused. "If your gauntlets were completely destroyed...my guess is they all went off at once, for some reason. Either they were poorly manufactured, or you made a mistake when you were fiddling with them."

Yang didn't appreciate the implication that she was bad at maintaining her weapons, but she didn't fire back. Given the situation, that much was probably warranted.

"Regardless...I'm so sorry," Yang reiterated. "If there's anything I can do to make it up to you...please, let me know."

Pyrrha still looked angered, but she nodded. "I'll keep that in mind."