he lets the message settle for a moment or two, plotting out what he wants to say in his head. but soon enough, a response is sent, and ozpin looks unruffled -- a smile in place, but firm. ]
Hello, Mewtwo.
[ cordially, enough ]
I apologize for the delay; it has taken longer than anticipated, and numerous other difficulties have come to my attention since our last conversation. I trust you do not take my length of time deliberating over the issue as a sign of disrespect, as it is much the opposite.
[ he pauses ]
However, I must say that I still have the same concerns and hesitations I divulged with you during our last conversation. I do not feel comfortable meeting with you, or Satori, in person. Leveraging Dust -- a substance that is extraordinarily important to both myself and my students -- in order to coax an affirmative decision out of me is also a motivating factor in my lack of trust regarding the governance of Fayren. I would also like to note that any decision that I have made should not reflect upon General Ironwood, nor the rest of my colleagues; it is my decision, and mine alone.
I am, however, willing to answer whatever questions you have concerning the state of my world. Much of what Emerald says is not true -- and what is true is grossly exaggerated, to suit her narrative. But even then, I confess that I am not going to go into gross detail concerning the private matters of my students, nor will I answer questions of a sensitive nature concerning the past, present, or future of my colleagues that they may not want strangers to know. As a fellow leader responsible for a large amount of people, surely you can understand my own position, and my need to keep myself safe in a situation where the spread of information haphazardly could severely harm my students. I will not put them in danger to appease other concerns, however selfish that may be.
[ ozpin tilts his head slightly, his fingers steepled ]
Should you still wish to cut off the supply of Dust from myself and my people due to the story of a child who has been brainwashed by a psychopath and has befriended a known murderer, I am afraid we have nothing else to discuss. But I trust you will listen to reason, and speak with me this way. Perhaps we can come to a mutual understanding of our situations.
[There is an audible growl, much different from the perfectly maintained voice the devices produced for him. One born of frustration than anything else, and a dangerous glare flashes through his eyes, but in an instant it is gone, and one deep breath later, he composes his thoughts.]
It is precisely because I am at least in part responsible for the safety of thousands that the issue of Dust has become a concern. Dust is, to put it mildly, exceptionally dangerous in the wrong hands. The destructive potential rivals anything in my world, and to simply hand that out to anyone with money is simply irresponsible.
As to your delay, I do not take that as disrespect, however I suspect you have asked about the nature of my history here. I will not deny that upon arrival, I was less than cordial to those within this place. I would hazard a guess that you have likely heard that I do not much care for humans. I do not deny that.
However, by refusing to meet in person you tell me two things. First is that you have something to hide, second that you misunderstand or simply do not believe what you have been told about Satori's powers. Regardless, I will not speak of something of this nature through a screen. The last time I was "trusted to listen to reason" I was shackled by a man who sought only to use me.
However, I suppose my first mistake was coming to you at all. Unlike you, I am responsible for the lives of those in Fayren, and despite what you may have been told, I have been doing everything within my power to fulfill that duty and thus maintain the symbiotic relationship between humans and Pokemon that has developed within Fayren. Perhaps I should give the one from your world who actually holds sway here a visit.
And do you have proof, Mewtwo, that Dust is being handed out to anyone with money? Or that it has caused anyone harm?
[ ozpin's tone is suddenly sharp, dismissing the rest of what mewtwo has said for now, focused ]
Dust is utilized in my universe in order to fight the Grimm, and for our technology. It isn't something that can be tossed about without practice, and proper management. Huntsmen and huntresses utilize it for our gifts, and weaponry, in order to defend ourselve and the people. To anyone else, it is practically useless.
[ is it volatile, of course. it is dangerous in large doses, over long periods of time. naturally. what isn't? but ozpin -- while he has made many mistakes, and has caused something of a mess in his world -- will not have remnant painted as some world of despots who toss about a volatile substance without care or practice. he, and his students, are better than that. ]
There are those present within this world, both from Remnant and not, that pose a great threat. We require Dust to combat them properly, and trust me when I say that you cannot defeat what remains in this city alone. You may be responsible for the lives within Fayren, but I am responsible for the lives of those from Remnant, and I will not stand by and allow you to jump to a rash conclusion based on my own feelings of misgiving regarding how you are both handling this situation, and your particular gifts. I said I was willing to tell you the truth, but not in person; clearly, my own research regarding your activities here has put me on guard. You are the one refusing my side of the story, when no one else has.
[ he pauses ]
I am not a suspect to be interrogated; neither is General Ironwood, or any of my friends, or students. Should you want to work together on this specific issue, I am willing to do so. But the other Guardians have not held a proverbial gun to my head in order to get the other half of the truth; why do you?
And yet this is the first time anyone from your world has said anything regarding the purpose or power of the substance to anyone in charge of keeping the cities safe. Almost as if there was something to hide.
[Mewtwo was growing more and more agitated, requiring longer pauses to keep himself calm. After all, it wouldn't do to fly into a rage and have to replace his device. The Venusaur napping behind Mewtwo even opened one eye, shook the massive flower on its back, causing a pink dust to fill the air in an attempt to soothe his friend, but with the flick of a misshapen finger, the dust was wiped from the air. The Venusaur gives an annoyed grunt before standing and lumbering out of view.]
Because neither Satori nor myself have the luxury of simply taking a human on good faith. We have only survived this long by distrusting those who hide behind screens. If that is all you have to say, however, I am done speaking to you. If you truly had nothing to hide, you would have agreed to our terms, but as it stands, you have only made yourself more suspicious than anyone from your world.
I will speak with Guardian Schnee. In person. I will find my answers.
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he lets the message settle for a moment or two, plotting out what he wants to say in his head. but soon enough, a response is sent, and ozpin looks unruffled -- a smile in place, but firm. ]
Hello, Mewtwo.
[ cordially, enough ]
I apologize for the delay; it has taken longer than anticipated, and numerous other difficulties have come to my attention since our last conversation. I trust you do not take my length of time deliberating over the issue as a sign of disrespect, as it is much the opposite.
[ he pauses ]
However, I must say that I still have the same concerns and hesitations I divulged with you during our last conversation. I do not feel comfortable meeting with you, or Satori, in person. Leveraging Dust -- a substance that is extraordinarily important to both myself and my students -- in order to coax an affirmative decision out of me is also a motivating factor in my lack of trust regarding the governance of Fayren. I would also like to note that any decision that I have made should not reflect upon General Ironwood, nor the rest of my colleagues; it is my decision, and mine alone.
I am, however, willing to answer whatever questions you have concerning the state of my world. Much of what Emerald says is not true -- and what is true is grossly exaggerated, to suit her narrative. But even then, I confess that I am not going to go into gross detail concerning the private matters of my students, nor will I answer questions of a sensitive nature concerning the past, present, or future of my colleagues that they may not want strangers to know. As a fellow leader responsible for a large amount of people, surely you can understand my own position, and my need to keep myself safe in a situation where the spread of information haphazardly could severely harm my students. I will not put them in danger to appease other concerns, however selfish that may be.
[ ozpin tilts his head slightly, his fingers steepled ]
Should you still wish to cut off the supply of Dust from myself and my people due to the story of a child who has been brainwashed by a psychopath and has befriended a known murderer, I am afraid we have nothing else to discuss. But I trust you will listen to reason, and speak with me this way. Perhaps we can come to a mutual understanding of our situations.
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[There is an audible growl, much different from the perfectly maintained voice the devices produced for him. One born of frustration than anything else, and a dangerous glare flashes through his eyes, but in an instant it is gone, and one deep breath later, he composes his thoughts.]
It is precisely because I am at least in part responsible for the safety of thousands that the issue of Dust has become a concern. Dust is, to put it mildly, exceptionally dangerous in the wrong hands. The destructive potential rivals anything in my world, and to simply hand that out to anyone with money is simply irresponsible.
As to your delay, I do not take that as disrespect, however I suspect you have asked about the nature of my history here. I will not deny that upon arrival, I was less than cordial to those within this place. I would hazard a guess that you have likely heard that I do not much care for humans. I do not deny that.
However, by refusing to meet in person you tell me two things. First is that you have something to hide, second that you misunderstand or simply do not believe what you have been told about Satori's powers. Regardless, I will not speak of something of this nature through a screen. The last time I was "trusted to listen to reason" I was shackled by a man who sought only to use me.
However, I suppose my first mistake was coming to you at all. Unlike you, I am responsible for the lives of those in Fayren, and despite what you may have been told, I have been doing everything within my power to fulfill that duty and thus maintain the symbiotic relationship between humans and Pokemon that has developed within Fayren. Perhaps I should give the one from your world who actually holds sway here a visit.
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[ ozpin's tone is suddenly sharp, dismissing the rest of what mewtwo has said for now, focused ]
Dust is utilized in my universe in order to fight the Grimm, and for our technology. It isn't something that can be tossed about without practice, and proper management. Huntsmen and huntresses utilize it for our gifts, and weaponry, in order to defend ourselve and the people. To anyone else, it is practically useless.
[ is it volatile, of course. it is dangerous in large doses, over long periods of time. naturally. what isn't? but ozpin -- while he has made many mistakes, and has caused something of a mess in his world -- will not have remnant painted as some world of despots who toss about a volatile substance without care or practice. he, and his students, are better than that. ]
There are those present within this world, both from Remnant and not, that pose a great threat. We require Dust to combat them properly, and trust me when I say that you cannot defeat what remains in this city alone. You may be responsible for the lives within Fayren, but I am responsible for the lives of those from Remnant, and I will not stand by and allow you to jump to a rash conclusion based on my own feelings of misgiving regarding how you are both handling this situation, and your particular gifts. I said I was willing to tell you the truth, but not in person; clearly, my own research regarding your activities here has put me on guard. You are the one refusing my side of the story, when no one else has.
[ he pauses ]
I am not a suspect to be interrogated; neither is General Ironwood, or any of my friends, or students. Should you want to work together on this specific issue, I am willing to do so. But the other Guardians have not held a proverbial gun to my head in order to get the other half of the truth; why do you?
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And yet this is the first time anyone from your world has said anything regarding the purpose or power of the substance to anyone in charge of keeping the cities safe. Almost as if there was something to hide.
[Mewtwo was growing more and more agitated, requiring longer pauses to keep himself calm. After all, it wouldn't do to fly into a rage and have to replace his device. The Venusaur napping behind Mewtwo even opened one eye, shook the massive flower on its back, causing a pink dust to fill the air in an attempt to soothe his friend, but with the flick of a misshapen finger, the dust was wiped from the air. The Venusaur gives an annoyed grunt before standing and lumbering out of view.]
Because neither Satori nor myself have the luxury of simply taking a human on good faith. We have only survived this long by distrusting those who hide behind screens. If that is all you have to say, however, I am done speaking to you. If you truly had nothing to hide, you would have agreed to our terms, but as it stands, you have only made yourself more suspicious than anyone from your world.
I will speak with Guardian Schnee. In person. I will find my answers.