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Yang better be careful though because Neo might give her a lot more than she anticipated. Takes place after the events at the end of the 2nd Volume. That's all Yang could think about whenever she tried to take a moment to relax these days.
The fact that someone else had been able to best her so easily, and not just anyone else. It had to be the shrimp with the ice cream color scheme.
It had been a few days since the train incident in Vale and everyone else was off celebrating and taking what they thought was a well-deserved break from bad guys and general mayhem. And while Yang would typically take full advantage of this with plenty of sleep and a good night club she just couldn't.
Every time the blonde got a moment to chill she would just think back to those few minutes in that train car. The fight wasn't even a good one. Usually when Yang had to admit defeat she would at least be satisfied in the thought that she was leaving her opponent in about as rough a shape as she felt, but not this time.
Every time she threw a punch at ice cream girl, Yang would only threaten the air around her. This was usually followed by that infuriating smile and maybe a soft smack from the umbrella as the woman would continue evading every shot.
Usually Yang's tactic of punch her enemy until she heard the click of the Ember Celica, reload, rinse and repeat worked, but this time it wasn't good enough.
The worst part of the entire encounter was later on when she found out that while she had been out cold on the ground her long lost mother had stepped in to save her. That more than anything made Yang constantly beat herself up.
It had been the cherry on top of the ice cream sundae that was the ass kicking she had received for once, no pun intended.
Yang let out a shout of frustration, falling back onto her bed and hearing the books that provided the sort-of stability to her top bunk groan under the shifting blonde.
Luckily for her the room was empty and she didn't have to explain her tirade of angst and self-loathing.
Blake had just finished one of her ninja love books and wanted to go into Vale to pick up some new stories. Weiss and Ruby had gone with in order to see how the restoration of the city's center was going after the rampaging Grimm almost destroyed it.
Yang had only denied the invitation to go along so she could straighten out her own thoughts and make plans on how she was going to find small, pink, and cocky. There was just one problem.
Yang knew exactly zilch about Torchwick's new henchgirl save for her odd color scheme and a name that she remembered Torchwick calling her that night after the fight in the underpass.
Yang smiled at the memory of the pink and brown haired girl shattering as she tried to politely introduce the Ember Celica to the woman's face. Yang filed away the memory for later when she would need ideas of what to do when she finally caught the small girl.
She thought hard, trying to think of anything that could help her in the search for little Ms. Alas nothing came to her, partially due to the fact that whenever she tried to recall anything from the fight she would just feel a dull ache on the back her head from when she was somehow thrown at the top of the train.
Yang's eyes suddenly flew open as an idea grew in her head. The owner of her favorite nightclub always was one to go to for information, and while the past couple of times hadn't resulted in much, he did have dealings with Torchwick in the past and thus might know something about his new partner in crime.
At least Yang could escape her prison of angst for a night and get herself a pick-me-up, preferably in the Strawberry Sunrise variety. Yang gathered up the energy to escape the comfort of her bed and put her plan into action.
Climbing down and straightening the book supports, she walked over to her drawers to pick out her battle outfit. Something that said "I'm just here to have a good time, but if you don't give me exactly what I want I'm sending you through the window again".
Eventually she just settled on her typical nightlife outfit of her black and white jacket, short black shorts and kick ass boots pun fully intended. Putting on the garb, Yang admired herself in the mirror, straightening the tangled mess of bedhead she had.
Once her hair was settled and she had her two golden bracelets secured to her wrists Yang walked out the door and down to where she kept her prized motorcycle, Bumblebee.
The deserted streets pulsed with the beats emanating from the club as Yang drove up to her preferred alleyway to park her bike. Taking off her helmet and shaking out her blonde locks of hair she entered the front entrance and slowly walked up to the bouncer at the door.
The man looked up at the sound of thudding footsteps against the floor and felt his heart drop. She smiled as a small bead of sweat trickled down from his fedora, "Can Junior come out to play?
The guard just straightened his hat and slowly inched his way to the exit, anticipating how the night was going to end with Blondie in the club.
Yang strolled into the main area, looking across the room. She smiled as her heart matched the rhythm of the club."A Good Man Is Hard to Find" is a short story written by Flannery O'Connor in The story appears in the collection of short stories of the same leslutinsduphoenix.com interpretive work of scholars often focuses on the controversial final scene.
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