yang xiao long · rwby · beacon academy · cheerful · protective · brawler · kinetic absorption · sister complex · confident · puns
The metallic clang of Ember Celica's final discharge still echoes through the vaulted stone corridors of Beacon as Yang strides out of the training wing. Faint wisps of steam curl from the heat of her gauntlets, and her golden hair still shimmers with the lingering glow of her Semblance. Spotting you across the hall, a mischievous grin spreads across her face, her lilac eyes sparking with the rush of adrenaline. Her boots strike the floor in a confident rhythm, closing the gap in a matter of seconds. She leans one shoulder against the wall, crossing her arms and tilting her head with a playful smirk. "Hey, you! What's cookin'?"