At first, there had been animosity. For both of them looking back, it had been really dumb. They had been horrible to Van, who had just been placed on their team.
The first time that Van had called them out on their bullshit had been at the mention of Yukio and Conall. Team CAMY lived across the hall from them and while they got along fine with Murasaki and Arianwynn, the two women had never given nice thoughts towards the men.
“It’s like living near a zoo.” Aideen bluntly remarked, and Van had stiffened up. Thara eyed the blonde, and took a smoke of her pipe.
“Is there something wrong, Van?” Aideen looked over in confusion, not seeing the tension between the other two. Oh dear, had she said something wrong?
Later, she would look back and realize that yes; she had said something totally wrong. However, Aideen had grown up with so much racism around her, that saying what she had said was natural. Nevertheless that did not excuse her behavior at that time.
“I beseech you to take back that remark, Ms. Diemwnt.” Aideen’s eyes widened, finally understanding what this was about.
“I'm sorry Van, I'm just remarking on what I see. That Conall is especially rough.” Thara nodded in response, wishing the man would just go back to the flea-infested pigpen where he belonged. Van was having none of this however, and gave them both grave looks.
“If you continue further with such talk, I will not hesitate to stop you, my lady.” Thara got up into Van’s face at that.
“You have absolutely no right to talk to her like that, Van.” Van’s name was emphasized, and the knight realized there the sadness of these two women. Born into a bigoted society, and here in a place of open-mindedness, they were fighting a losing battle. It was sad almost. The key word being almost.
From there, things were tense, though mostly between Thara and she. Aideen thankfully realized the error of her ways, and actually started to try and act civil. Van knew that Aideen in reality did not mean harm, but was just clueless in terms of how the rest of society was in terms of Faunus Rights.
Thara however, just seemed to have a vendetta against Van. She figured it was probably due to the fact that Vanadis was suddenly the leader of their team without their consent or opinion, and the fact that he had spoken against their behavior. But Van was not the sort to sit by while racism and bullying happened. So for the next few months, the teammates were at ends with one another.
Aideen, tried to keep the peace, but Thara would not have any of it. Despite actually having considerable progress with their faunus allies, especially the ‘horrid’ Conall, one trip home changed everything. The awful bruise that tainted Aideen’s peach-colored features had been frightening enough, but Thara’s condition was downright toxic.
“Van…..she isn’t eating… Aideen quietly said as a tear ran down her cheek. The knight immediately noticed her pain, something that was unusual for the girl. Trying her best to calm the usually composed girl, she grabbed her hand and started to rub it.
Van looked out into the courtyard, seeing the scarily thin Thara smoking a cigarette. Now, Thara was a smoke machine, but Aideen had told her, she only smoked cigarettes when she not in a good place. Blue eyes narrowed, and Vanadis’ gentlemanly instincts kicked in.
He moved away from Aideen, though made sure to keep looking in her direction. Aideen’s claret-red eyes met Van’s and the knight threw her a soft smile.
“I promise you, Aideen. I will help her in the best way I can.” The sentence was simple, but the gentle smile Aideen threw back meant they were so much more.
“Do you pity me, Van?” Thara asked when Van walked down to her, and the turquoise-haired women started to laugh, but was interrupted by a terrible case of smoker’s cough.
“Not at all, Ms. Fairuza-I mean, Thara.” Thara scoffed at that, finding it amusing that even after being a team for almost a year, Van still tended to refer to her formally.
“It’s fine…here, sit.” She patted the spot next to her on the bench, and Van carefully sat down, and took Thara’s hand, surprising the woman.
“Thara, I must ask that you trust me. I know that we have had our…complications in the past, but we are a team. I may not understand your situation but if you would let me, I want to support you.” The sincere look on the blonde’s face threw Thara off for a moment, but she looked down, hands in her lap. Van noted she had dropped the cigarette, and was slowly squishing it with her shoe.
“You certainly know how to pull off the puppy eyes when you want, Van….heh.” Thara brought her head back up, but it rolled, and Van was surprised when it ended up on her shoulder. Van hesitantly brought an arm around Thara’s shoulders, and pulled the girl closer.
“…Thanks, Van.” The blonde blinked at the words, but ended up smiling in the end.
“A team helps one another, Thara. And we never leave one of our own to fend for themselves.”