“The loss of life causes but a moment's grief, but disgrace brings grief every day of one's life.”
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It had been a few weeks since the mission gone bad, but of course the memory of that fateful day still haunted Beau’s dreams. She remembers it so clearly; they had been sent to clear out a couple of rogue Grimm that had wandered too close to a village. But when they arrived, the village had been leveled, and there were what must have been hundreds of Grimm. Being the cocky children they are, HUKL decided they could take the Grimm. It was just some Beowolves, Creeps and Boarbatusks. At first, the team was doing well. Of all the fights they’d had, this was nothing. They got too comfortable, too relaxed. That’s when the Ursas showed up, along with an Ursa Major. Umber fell victim to the Ursa Major’s powerful swipes; it drained his aura dry in mere moments. Right when he called for help, the Ursa dealt it’s final blow, sending Umber’s dead, broken body flying.
Beau screamed in horror, but the fear and shock quickly turned to rage. Letting out a war screech like none other, she charged the beast. It was the first time in a long while that Beau went into a fight with only anger and revenge, not peace, at mind. Blinded by red-hot anger, her strikes were sloppy and her energy was drained quickly. If not for her teammates dragging her battered, damages body away from the fight, Beau probably also would have died that day.
A few days later, when Beau finally regained consciousness, she was devastated. Despite the doctor's orders, she crawled out of bed to find somewhere to think. So, she went to the roof; her mind always seemed to work best when she was perched somewhere high up. It wasn’t long until she felt a familiar presence behind her. “That’s not how a team leader is suppose to act.”
Beau clenched her jaw. “I’m aware, Kiera. I don’t need a lecture from you right now. Or ever again for that matter.”
“Clearly you do, considering what happened.”
“What do you know?! You weren’t there! So fuck off!” A heat grew in her chest. It felt strange. It was too fuzzy to be anger. Suddenly the scene faded.
Beau felt her source of warmth shift. She let out an annoyed groan, trying to hold fast onto the heat. “Hey. You almost gave me a god-damned heart attack.”
… Oh yeah! It was Kain. Now she remembered. She crawled into bed with him last night when she couldn’t sleep. Sleeping with another person generally helped her get more rest. There was something about the body heat of someone else that gave her comfort. “Shoot… Sorry. I just… You’re warm.” She let out a quiet giggle and flashed him a soft smile. The hum from her scroll caught her attention. Grumbling, Beau scrambled out of the blankets to grab the ringing device. Once she got the message on it opened, she groaned. “Alright… Kain, Lotus, up and attem. Ozpin wants us. Combat outfits. I suppose he thinks we’re fit to fight again.” She stood up, running her fingers through her long, purple hair. “Who am I kidding. He’s probably going to send us to save some kittens in a tree or go make sure a lady in the woods has enough sugar... Hey, I call the bathroom first!”
Beau darted towards the team’s shared bathroom, slamming the door shut behind her. She turned up some music on her scroll before setting it down on the counter. Before the song was over, she had stripped out of her clothes, stretched her wings, put on her combat outfit, and brushed her hair and teeth. She burst out of the bathroom, humming and swaying her hips along to the solo. “C’mon guys, we leave in ten minutes!” Beau said in a singsong voice over the music.