As Jaune picked up the guns he is blinded breafly by by a white light, once It faded away he looked around, expecting to see someone, namely the Smith In front of him, assuming he had been caught. What he failed to notice was his change in clothes, aside from a slight breeze on his skin he failed to notice that they had transformed into a certain enemy of there's.
Blinking, Jaune reflexively placed the revolvers unto the holders on his back without thinking, deciding it was time to leave before the smith did show up he began to walk off before once catching sight of of the other item in the box, the twin blades. A strange feeling came over him and he picked the blades up.
"I should really return these to Cinder now that their ready"
Shaking his head in confusion Jaune tried to think on what he just said. Why would he want to see Cinder? Let alone deliver weapons to her!
Yet he didn't put the weapons down, instead holding onto them firmly as he continued walking away back towards the exit. As he did so he began to gain a distinct sway to his hips as they thickened and his legs thinned, giving him a femine gaut. Along the way his chest expanded into he green top he now wore , and before long from the neck down he looked like a woman.
Getting close to the exist now the man's skin tone began to darken to a brown tint, her eyes turning a red shade. Finally as he, now she passed by a mirror her hair turned a green tint and lengthened, styling itself like a certain Huntress.
As he caught sight of his transformed self he jumped back in alarm, thinking Cinder's crew was sneak attacking him, at least until Emerald kept copying his movements.
"I.... I've become Emerald??? Did those revolvers do this?? I have to get rid of them!!"
However as he grabbed the handle on the guns a feeling washed over him once more, causing his body to relax and his position to adust, a more confident smirk crossing his face as she opened the door to the smith and exited the building fully.
Jaune... no... Emerald knew what she still had to do, deliver these newly forged weapons to Cinder! The smith had dared to say they'd need to wait? Well tough luck now he wasn't getting payed at all!
With a confident strut she began making her way back to her team's base though....
She coudn't help but feel something was off... something was wrong...
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