Rude Ruby

"I'm going to a sex club."

Yang dropped absolutely everything in her hands, horror etched in her face. And by everything, in Yang's case, it was the snacks she had managed to hide from all three of her teammates- up until that moment.

It had been a normal day, for once. Weiss was working on her homework, Blake read her a non-erotic book for once, and Yang had been lazing about pretty happily. Even Ruby caused no trouble, opting to distract herself with… well, drinking on the bed doing nothing.

"W-Wh-" Yang choked, almost suffocating herself by not breathing, "W-What?"

Fully dressed in her Huntress clothing, Ruby cracked her neck as she leapt off her bunk. "I'm not repeating myself," Ruby growled, before breaking her own promise as she repeated, "I'm going to a sex club."

It was a daunting moment for the team. Those six words were the last things they'd expected to hear, even from their drunken, insane, fucked up leader. Even "I'm leaving this fucking team" would've made more sense than what she just said. Blake gaped in absolute confusion, with Weiss almost getting a heart attack.

Of course, Weiss was also the first to respond properly.

"What on Remnant's shattered moon stones, Ruby- WHY?!"

"Fuck off, I'm heading out."

"Miss Rose? You will explain to us just what you mean by something so… so… illegal. So drastic. So absolutely, confoundedly, mindnumbingly stupid. Are you capable of even thinking properly?!"

Much to the Schnee's rage, however, Ruby just walked out the dorm, with Crescent Rose and bottle by her hips, as she slammed the door shut. "Ruby, you WILL explain yourself!" Weiss roared as she slammed the door back open, only to find the girl had vanished. "Ruby? RUBY!"

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"IS SHE TRYING TO GET OUR TEAM FUCKED?!"

Blake glanced at Weiss as she noted, "Well, maybe not all of us."

The cat Faunus almost screamed in horror when a blast of Fire Dust whizzed right past her face. Slowly creaking her head, she found Yang's blazing red eyes glaring into her very soul.

"Blake."

"Y-Yeah?"

Standing up, Yang immediately started dressing out of her pajamas as she put on her Huntress outfit. "Find out any clubs that match what Ruby just said. We're following her."

"…You want me to look up sex clubs under Beacon's internet?"

"Use your freakin' DATA, Blake! For the love of all that isn't fucking cursed!"

"Oh. Right."

Ruby grumpily leapt off the Bullhead, running down the streets of Vale. Knowing her teammates, they'd do everything in their power to stop her from running out on her own, all in the name of "preventing the team from being expelled in the blink of an eye." She really couldn't give a shit about any of that.

No, she wasn't going to a sex club. There wasn't a fucking public sex club in the main city of Vale. If she really wanted to go to one, that'd be way too far for her own laziness to handle. Knowing her teammates, they'd all try going to every single club, both obscure and popular. She wouldn't want to announce herself losing her fucking V-card if she actually did want to, anyway.

She flicked her Scroll back on as she ran, glaring at the message she received earlier.

5 PM, 100 drops of life will leave.

In the maws of iron, they will be free.

No more running away.

- AT

She almost felt the edge make her sober for a second.

Ruby then glanced at the clock on the Scroll she held. 4:21 PM, she noted, her eyes darting through all the street signs as she dashed through small crowds of people.

She had a feeling she knew what it was. The hundred drops probably meant fucking alcohol. The maws of iron, thing? Most likely the industrial district slightly away from the main city. And if she combined that fact with "free…"

"Someone's selling free alcohol."

Genius.

Tearing through the air, Ruby moved down the streets like a rocket, her cloak fluttering and leaving behind petals of roses.

Unfortunately, the people close to the petals coughed violently at the scent of alcohol from them.

As she reached the industrial district, her eyes darted to every building in her way. From warehouses to factories, from abandoned warehouses to abandoned factories.

Soon, she reached a particular warehouse that looked extremely worn down. Yet, something dimly lit it.

Running forward, Ruby burst through a small door next to the warehouse. "Alright, bitch, I found you so that beer better be-"

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"…The fuck?"

Much to her dismay, there were no bottles of free alcohol in her way. Instead, a hundred people, bundled together and tied up, stared at her in fear. Each and every one of them had tape masking their mouths, as they all began to let out muffled noises that pissed Ruby off.

"What the actual shit?" Ruby glared at the people, marching over to them. "Where the fuck is the good stuff?"

"I'd like to ask you the same question."

At the presence of an unfamiliar voice, Ruby's instincts suddenly screamed at her. She felt it- in the very close future, a blade would reach for her neck, cutting it off cleanly.

Preventing that future from being fulfilled, Ruby quickly ducked and whipped out Crescent Rose off her back, aiming it behind her and firing it. Blasting herself away in the process, she turned to face an unknown aggressor as she landed.

A man with short red hair wore a decorative White Fang mask, his black clothes adding onto his edginess. He sheathed his red sword as he snorted, facing her with brimming confidence.

"I'm certain I wanted Blake Belladonna," the man said as he slowly approached Ruby. "But of course, she ran away again."

"She's a fucking coward, yeah."

Flinching at Ruby's random remark about her teammate, the man continued to approach her. "Your name," he growled. "Give it."

"Fuck You McShittens," she answered, transforming Crescent Rose into its scythe form. "Also known as Ruby Rose. Where the fuck is my beer?"

"…I don't care for what you want," the man growled. "Have you heard of the name, 'Adam Taurus?' This name of the White Fang will be the last you may-"

"Why the fuck should I care about the name of some dumbass motherfucker when you're talking like a porn actor?"

"I'm asking you, and I'll ask one last time," Adam seethed. "Where. Is. Blake?"

"At school."

"…Why?"

"I dunno. I stole her Scroll late at night because you said there'd be free beer."

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"…What?"

Ruby sighed, almost infuriated by Adam's confusion as she growled, "The beer, asshat. The beer. Where the fuck is the hundred bottles of beer?"

Adam's eyebrows scrunched up as he straightened himself, pretty pissed off at Ruby's response. "Look, you little midget, I wanted Blake here because she stole some valuable documents from me."

"What, she took your porn or some shit?"

At her words, he froze, the eyes behind his mask widening. As he went slack-jawed, Ruby blinked, watching his reaction before paling.

"…Seriously?"

All of a sudden, Adam roared as he slashed his blade, sending out a wave of raw energy at Ruby. Rather than dodging it, she cut through the projectile, remaining in front of the useless people.

"She took my fucking porn," Adam seethed. "It was the only reason I managed to last this long, you know. That's right, it's like she took my fucking kids. All of my stress relief- GONE, because of some bitch who wouldn't chill the fuck out and let me do my thing!"

"By the name of Ozpin crucified on Glynda's dildo," Ruby whispered. "I'm sorry my teammate is such a cunt to you."

Holding onto his blade, Adam almost screamed in sorrow, "They're everything I had, goddammit! Do you know how fucking hot that shit was? All the doggystyles, just fucking GONE. They were limited, some even exclusive! You can't buy that shit anywhere else. When Blake left me, I at least respected her for leaving the stash alone, but noooooooo, she had to come and fucking TAKE WHAT WAS LEFT OF MY ONCE INNOCENT SOUL!"

Almost sympathetic for Adam suffering from his dumbass teammate's actions, Ruby approached Adam and pat his back, letting him sob. "I'm sorry to hear that, man," she sighed. "Like, you're a pussy ass bitch, but that must suck. But hey, at least you didn't keep your porn in a warehouse or something."

"…"

Adam turned to Ruby, who completely ignored the extremely confused hostages. "Wait, which warehouse was this?" He asked.

"Oh, the one in the direction of Tukson's. Found a huge porn stash and sold it off on Ebay. Got like a million Lien."

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"…"

Bothered by his lack of words, Ruby turned to face Adam's completely hollow gaze.

"The fuck you looking at, punk?"

The next day, news of Adam Taurus turning himself in hit the fan.

Media outlets jumped on the almost paranormal event, for Adam, one filled with the pride of a visionary genius of terror, just gave up. It was a nightmare for Faunus who looked up to the White Fang, though they remained in general silence with a few exceptions. While most people praised the fact that Adam had turned himself in, everyone seemed confused.

Another thing that blew up all over the media was the footage that someone had managed to record of Adam. Shot from one of the hostages who managed to slip out a phone with no reception, the video showed Adam screaming about how he wanted to slap something "doggy style" and proceeded to start slapping himself in the face. Criminal psychologists stated that he showed symptoms of hysteria, making him far more dangerous than the average psychopath.

All the above that had been mentioned mattered absolutely nothing to Ruby Rose. In fact, as she drank from her whiskey by her dormitory bunk, she had to do her best not to get pissed off at how pathetic Blake looked.

A face of pure confusion, anger, and self-deprecating sadness- there were many ways to describe her expression, but one thing was for certain. Blake didn't understand why she spent so many years trying to make a point to the White Fang about their methods when some drunken idiot marched up to him and demanded for booze.

But more importantly…

Touching her feline ears gently, Blake's pout trembled as she grumbled, "I-I can't believe he… was a dog person…"

As the betrayed and almost broken Blake curled up in a fetal position on her bunk, Yang raised an eyebrow at her half-sister from her own bunk.

Ruby Rose, leader of team RWBY, remained absolutely pissed about her dwindling booze supply. After all, she ended up not even getting a chance to smuggle some due to the police questioning her about her involvement in the incident.

"Ruby," Yang told her. "Good job on, uh… catching Adam."

"Fuck off, Yang."

"RUBY!" Weiss screeched from the bathroom. Ruby clenched her teeth as she let out a groan of frustration as she roared,

"The fuck you want?!"

"WHY ON ALL THINGS RELATED TO HELL DID YOU REPLACE MY SHAMPOO WITH ALCOHOL?!"

The red-haired leader of RWBY rolled her eyes as she drank from her whiskey again.

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Pausing for a moment, Ruby pulled herself away from the bottle as she gave it a second look.

It read, Pantene Hair Renewal Conditioner.

As soon as her eyes fell on the first word, she bolted for the bathroom, throwing up in the toilet. Meanwhile, the naked Weiss screamed as the sound of her kicking Ruby reverberated through the dormitory. Blake continued to convince herself that she was better than mere dogs, and Yang legitimately considered visiting her home at Patch to refresh herself.

Almost everyone forgot Adam got himself arrested for no reason.