[Mikelobmike]

The smile slightly faded from Michael's face as the topic shifted. "I mean, damn." he said, sighing a bit. "Here's the thing. I damn well want to get my ring back, but I can't seem to find this person." Michael pulled out his phone, pulling up another video.

The new video shows the same figure with shining arms attack a man in a business suit. She pummels him, grabbing something from inside his coat before running off.

Michael let the video play out before putting it back in his pocket. "That was my brother, Christopher. I have the distinct feeling that they are gonna find me." he said, smiling slightly at the notion.

[Metroidhunter]

"Hm." Vivian watched the footage closely, though there wasn't much to gather from it. Whoever this person was, they clearly had some sort of issue with him. Not only that, but they were giving a bad name to all the other rabbit faunus and cyborgs in Vale! And that was definitely not something that she planned to let go on for much longer. Seeing that the video had finished playing, she leaned back in her seat, picking up her fork to resume eating the steak briefly. After two bites, she decided to speak up again.

"If they dooo come after you again, then you could be prepared. You could set up a trap!" With a wide grin, she placed both of her fists on the table, still holding the fork in her grip. "I can hide off to the side and come out to beat 'em up if they try anything." She raised both of her hands, shrugging. "Hell, if I covered my arms up, they might be ballsy enough to try and mug you while I'm there. Because without the metal, I look pretty harmless."

Hit by the sudden realization that she was no longer using her manners, she placed the fork down before folding her hands together. "Anyway, that's just a crazy idea. You might be able come up with a better plan than just trying to bait them."

[Mikelobmike]

Michael watched bemusedly as his companion suddenly got very energetic. "I don't think that setting a trap would be a good idea. Whoever this person is, I don't exactly know what they want. So far, they stole my brother's wedding ring and my lucky ring. I think they're looking for something, but I couldn't tell you what." he said, shrugging and plopping the last piece of steak in his mouth.

After finishing his meal, he sat back in his seat. "For you to be able to get the trap going, you'd have to basically be my bodyguard until she comes back. And I think you probably have more important things to do than wait for me to get my ass kicked again." he said, pulling out his wallet and going through some lien.

[Metroidhunter]

"I mean, come on. If they stole a ring from both you and your brother, they're definitely trying to get some type of ring from your family. That sounds like a pretty good lead to me." Despite the food that was still on her plate, Vivian wasn't hungry anymore, something that didn't come as much of a surprise considering the size of the steak. She could probably save the rest of it for leftovers anyway. Instead of eating, she simply wanted to take the opportunity of privacy that they had to talk to him about it all. "Have you asked any other relatives about any special jewelry they might have? Because I highly doubt that what happened to you and him would just be a coincidence." Continuing to respond, she made a fist once again to emphasize her next point. "And I'm a great bodyguard! I used to do it a lot, even when I was younger. Helping you out with your troubles is the least I could do after decking you like that." She moved her hand back down to rest on the table. "Besides, I definitely wouldn't mind following you around." She winked while saying the last part, afterwards trying to stifle a laugh before letting it out anyway. "Hah, sorry. Bad joke."

[Mikelobmike]

Michael turned red in the face and laughed along with her. "I-It's all good." he said, rubbing his face in hopes that it would make the redness go away. "Well, if you want to try and help me, I won't say no. Although, I'm gonna have to go speak with my parents at some point to figure out what the deal is with these rings."

Michael fished out a few bills from his wallet, counting them out before leaving them on the table. He reached into his jacket pocket, pulling out a small notepad which he scribbled a few words on before setting a note on the table and standing up. "Oh right, you wanted to box that up, didn't you?"

[Metroidhunter]

Vivian was most definitely aware of his blushing, but she avoided commenting on it as to not embarrass him further. The rabbit girl's face lit up as he agreed to her offer of help, before she scooted own chair back and stood up. "Awesome! This might actually be kinda fun. My teammates are usually busy, so it might be cool to have someone to just hang out with. Even if it is technically to try and catch someone." Hearing the comment he made on the food, she nodded, peering around the area for a few moments in attempt to spot the waiter. Eventually, she looked back up at him, serving as another remind of their comical size difference now that they were both standing. "That food was real good, by the way! I really appreciate you bringing me here, especially after all of... that."

[Mikelobmike]

Michael smiled, the height difference amusing to him. "No problem. You're helping me now, remember?" he said, straightening his jacket. "Besides, I think it's gonna be interesting sticking around each other for a while."

Michael walked toward the door, completely forgetting about Vivian's food. He opened the door to the private room, holding it open for Vivian in a gentlemanly way, blushing slightly as he realized he was starting to act kind of like his mockery earlier.

[Metroidhunter]

Michael didn't seem to remember the food, and seeing as it didn't particularly concern her much either, Vivian simply left it as they prepared to head out. Instead, she followed behind him, giving him a grin as he held the door. "Thanks." At this point, he was almost being a little too kind, but she certainly wasn't wanting him to stop. Knowing that he really didn't take the solid punch to his face too personally was comforting. Once she had made her way through, the faunus looked over at him once more, folding her metallic hands together and holding them behind her back as she waited for him to lead the way. "Back to Beacon, then?"

[Mikelobmike]

Michael walked out past her, leading them both to the door. "I probably should. I do have to return that book to the library." he said, holding the front door open for her. For a beacon student, Michael did spend a lot of time off of campus. "Although, I need to get back to my house first."

Behind the nearby podium, the hostess peeked her head out. "Have a good day!" she said cheerily. Seeing the smile on Michael's face made her light up as she talked.

[Metroidhunter]

Vivian gave a short wave to the hostess as they walked out, thanking Michael once more as well when he held the door. Stepping out of the building, she felt that it was just a little bit chillier than it had been when they had arrived, urging her to zip up her jacket. Her eyes scanned the outside, though they were mostly lingering on the atmosphere above them. It wasn't exactly nighttime, but the sun was starting to get low, producing a gorgeous orange glow throughout the sky. Of course, her attention span was minuscule, something that was made obvious as she looked away only moments later. Besides, their conversation was certainly more important than looking at the sky.

"You don't stay at the Academy's dorms, then?" The bunny returned her focus to him, her curiosity piqued yet again by what he had said. "I mean, I can see why. It's not always great living with teammates." She giggled, recalling some of the ridiculous stuff that had occurred in her own dorm. "But, that's where I stay. So unless you want me to come with you for protection or whatever, we may have to part ways."

[Mikelobmike]

Michael stood outside the door for a few moments before the same black limo from before pulled up. Michael opened the door for Vivian, turning to speak to the driver. "A quick stop by the house and then to the airship docks. You'll get the rest of the day off after, Charles."

Michael got in after Vivian, sitting across from her once more. "Actually, I don't have a team. Stuck in the individual dorms until they find a fitting group for me. And, well, I don't exactly fit in a normal room." he said, buckling his seat belt and unbuttoning his jacket. "You know how hard it is to get a bed that fits me in one of those tiny rooms?"

[Metroidhunter]

Vivian was mildly surprised as the limo pulled up already, her rabbit ears standing up as she heard it nearing. The timing was actually kind of impressive, at least to her. Climbing inside the vehicle without the same hesitation as the last time they had been in it, she then leaned back against the seat, letting out a small sigh. It was actually even more enjoyable, now that her nerves were way settled down compared to earlier. No longer did she have any worries, letting her fully appreciate the quality of the limousine. And it was great.

It wasn't until he spoke up again that she stopped thinking about the interior of car. His explanation gave her an interesting mental image of massive man struggling to get comfortable in a very small bed. For some reason, that was absolutely hysterical, and she didn't try to hide that fact. All she could do was start laughing her ass off for a second or two before trying to stop. Still, she kept chuckling for a while, unable to get the image out of her mind.

Having finally gotten herself together, at least to a reasonable level, she shook her head and let out a deep breath as she grinned widely. "I am sooo sorry, but... God, I didn't even think of that. The struggle sounds pretty real."

[Mikelobmike]

Michael crossed his arms and scowled as he was laughed at. "Yeah, yeah, very funny."  he said as he waited for her to calm down. "You know, people think that being this big is cool. It's a real bitch, let me tell ya."

He shook his head, relaxing a little. "Like, I have to get tailored blue jeans. Nobody makes pants tall enough for me normally. And I have to sit in the back seat of the movie theater, even though I'm nearsighted. And god damn I'm glad I don't have to use public restrooms anymore, that was a nightmare." he said, reaching into his briefcase nearby and pulling out a pre-cut cigar.

[Metroidhunter]

She raised an eyebrow as he pulled out the cigar, unsure if he was going to light it while they were in the limo, but she didn't say anything about it. "I won't deny it, that sounds pretty shitty. But you have to consider the alternative at well." Vivian placed one of her steel hands on her chest, gesturing to herself as an example. "You could be just barely over five feet tall. I have to look up at everything, and that absolutely murders my neck. I'll occasionally have to get my own clothes custom fitted, so I feel you on that. I'll even sometimes be mistaken for a child. And I don't think I need to even talk about trying to reach shit." She shrugged, making an 'oh well' gesture with her hands. "It's probably not as bad being short, but yeah, not too grand either."

[Mikelobmike]

The ride to the house was short, especially considering they were already in the wealthy district of Vale. The house looked average. The walls were white, the front lawn mowed not too long ago, and the front door a dark oak. The only thing that stood out was the larger-than-average garage.

"At least they have clothes in your size. They might be in the children's section, but still." he said, deciding to give a jab back at her after she laughed at him. He put the cigar in his jacket pocket for the time being, as he wanted to save it for the wait at the docks.

The house came into view as the conversation continued, the limo gradually coming to a stop as they parked on the street.