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POV - Whitley

"I'll see you in a few months," I said.

"If you make it," Weiss said.

"Why wouldn't I make it," I asked.

"No reason," she answered as she made her way out of the house.

'I'll see her in a few months, hope nothing bad happens'

[Oh you poor naive fool, you never say or think that sentence]

"I don't know what that last sentence was about, but we need to get you packed," Felix said.

"Neither do I," I said as I made my way toward my room.

"Maybe she thinks your team will hold you back," he guessed.

"If they do, I'll show them how to catch up," I said.

"I'm sure you will kid," he said.

We had made our way up the stairs to the quieter part of the Schnee Manor.

"Oum I'm nervous," I said.

"Coming from you that's hilarious," he said.

"I know, but I have to keep going. If I stop for school, Atlas will surely return to its faunus hating ways," I said.

"I highly doubt that," he said.

"Why," I asked.

"Because everyone is scared of you Whitley," he answered.

"No they're not scared of me, they're scared of him," I said.

"Whitley, that mindset is a very dangerous one," he said.

"But I have to have it," I said.

"Or you can be proud of all the people you have saved," he said.

"And look over all the people I have hurt," I said.

"No, the people you hurt are so far gone they can barely be called people. They're more like monsters," he said.

"No, the grimm are monsters Felix," I said.

"Kid, look at it this way, how long would the faunus be able to take the abuse in those mines before fighting back," he asked.

"Not much longer," I answered as we turned into the hall that led to my room.

"Exactly," he said.

"But still," I said.

"But still you need to stop worrying about it," he said.

"Fine," I said.

I opened the door into my room and scanned the room one more time.

"See anything you really need," he asked.

"No," I answered, "Did we get all of my favorite suits?"

"Yup," he answered.

"And that outfit," I asked.

"In the duffle bag," he answered.

"And my picture," I asked.

"You mean the only picture of you, Winter, and Weiss smiling," he asked.

"Yes, that picture," I answered.

"Yes, you have it," he said.

"I guess there's nothing else than," I said.

"Trust me, you have everything," he said.

"You should probably go get yourself ready to go," I said.

"I've been packet since yesterday," he said.

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