Agricultural District

“Seriously, a farm!? Why are we out here?”

“Shhh, Weiss!” Ruby admonished her partner in a hushed voice, “You might bother someone enough to come out.”

The two of them where currently ambling along an old asphalt road deep in the subrural area just outside of Vale proper, surrounded by miles of farms and ranches under the rapidly darkening twilight sky. Weiss was wearing an out-of-season getup consisting of a double-breasted jacket, black-trimmed skirt, black thigh-highs and an older pair of boots, all in a starker white than her preferred blue and grey tints. Ruby for her part was wearing a grey long-sleeved shirt, a short black jumper-like overtop, black pants and spare boots. She had left her cloak behind though, considering it too precious to risk leaving behind, and both were without their scrolls, though they both also agreed it was smarter for them to hold on to their weapons, both to get out of potential trouble and to pull off more daring acrobatics.

“Look, I’ve been exploring the city all week looking for a good spot ever since I decided that the school was too close-to-home to be worth the risk of more exposure. I think this would be the best place to get a beginner used to streaking. Lots of wide open space, people are few and far between, everyone turns in early, not a lot of surveillance, and we’re probably never gonna come through here in our future lives.”

“...Huh, you actually put a lot of thought into this.” Weiss admitted.

“Thanks!” Ruby exclaimed brightly, pulling up to a stop next to an old short tree, far from any farmhouses. “Okay, here’s as good a spot as any.” And with little other preamble she pulled her jumper over her head.

Weiss blushed, but after a quick look around to check no one else was around she quickly joined in on stripping down, unbuttoning her jacket and tugging off her undershirt. The two trainee huntresses undressed quietly but with a barely restrained eagerness. In short order, the only article of clothing they had on between them was Weiss’ jeweled hair-clip.

The two of them stood together as the full darkness of night fell over them, gripping their weapons, wiggling their toes in the grass, and sneaking abashed peeks at each other in the growing moonlight. Finally, Ruby unfolded her scythe and struck a bold pose.

“Race ya Weiss!” She sang out, and with a shot of her rifle she was in the air and flying over a hill down the road.

“Ruby you dolt! Racing towards what!?” Weiss called after her, even as she launched herself off a glyph after her teammate.

Laughter and shouts of glee echoed in the empty fields as the two girls bounded off, their pale bodies glowing like beacons in the black sky as they chased each other in circles. Weiss felt so liberated and in tune with nature, to be leaping and running through the night like this. Her flesh became heated even against the cool wind whipping around her. She was so thankful to Ruby for bringing her into this experience. Maybe she would show her appreciation once she finally caught her.