What's that sound?

Oh well. No need to tire herself out about it, she'd reach the corner in ten seconds even without her semblance.

Around the corner, Ruby found a small girl dressed in white and black. With the ribbons in her long black hair she almost looked like a miniature Blake. Different face, though. Green eyes. And more frill all over.

In other words, completely unfamiliar. And standing still. In front of Ruby's door. (Well, RWBY's door.)

"Are... you lost?"

The girl shook her head quickly and pointed down the hall, past Ruby.

"You're here for the tournament, right? I swear you're the... well, actually just the second person if you go by groups... Anyway, this is the Beacon dorm. That is the dorm for students. People. People from Vale. Well, Weiss isn't from Vale, I'm from Patch, and Blake... But we all go here! You don't go here, even though you came here."

The girl stared at Ruby, face neutral. Waiting, perhaps, for a coherent thought to pass Ruby's lips.

Stay strong, Rubes. "You want me to show you the guest dorms?"

Mini-not-Blake stared and, after two or three eternities, nodded. Ruby walked down the hall and the girl followed. I'm fifteen and think she's a girl. Is she competing? A younger sister maybe? She does look about my age... "My name is Ruby. What's yours?"

Ruby looked back for a response but all she saw was the girl's eyes, followed by a somewhat dismissive look. Had she heard of Ruby before? And if so, of what? The savior of Vale? The sister of a force of nature? The youngest Beacon student? I thought she'd like that. You know, if she knew. Knows. People are complicated. This was the whole point of my knees!

Maybe she applied to a school and got rejected. Maybe she didn't have silver eyes, or whatever Ozpin saw that night. Maybe maybe maybe. Ruby left the dorm and walked across the courtyard, the girl following, rolling her eyes.

If she was living in the guest dorms, doesn't that mean she's a competitor? Or something else? The child of a visiting professor, watching from the sidelines? A younger sibling, towed along unwilling? The possibilities were enough to break Ruby's heart.

So in the middle of the courtyard, she turned around and hugged the girl. "I think you'll be a fine huntress one day," Ruby stated matter-of-factly into the girl's shoulder.

Immediately Ruby felt the girl's hands on her chest. "Stop!" protested a tiny, indignant voice. Ruby let go and let the girl shove. She wasn't big, but she had force behind her hands.

"I'm sorry," Ruby said. It had seemed the right thing to do, although the girl's face said otherwise.

The girl looked up and down Ruby, eyes wide. She took a step back, followed by another, and finally rushed away, her face beet-red.

"I didn't mean to embarrass you!" shouted Ruby. Not like she should be that embarrassed, the courtyard was nearly empty. It was like...

Like it was time for a match! Her match!

Well, I guess I'll be a little tired after all. Ruby raced to the shuttle docks, petals following. And what was with the umbrella?