[ indeed, the four of them could crush cinder. he feels much better, now that qrow, glynda, and james are all here. even ozpin had been giving her quite the fight on his own, but he had made a mistake. and it only takes one, for a battle to go horribly wrong. unfortunately, that had been how the cards fell for ozpin. he had rushed, he hadn't thought it through, so determined to kill her and remove the power from her, that he had fallen instead.
salem, though... ]
Save the Maidens, and myself? No.
[ ozpin taps his cane against the roof ]
I imagine Cinder purposefully left me without a way to run away, and Salem has ensured to continue taxing my aura in Remnant to prevent me from activating my semblance. [ ozpin doesn't need to detail how that's going to go ] Though I am without such disadvantages here. I have recovered, more or less, and my semblance works -- though two students now know, more or less, what I can do, so I imagine it will take approximately thirty seconds for the entirety of the student body to know.
[ kids. he can't even be mad. ]
I have not seen any Grimm here, though I have not been here for very long, and most of the people here seem content, and happy. We may have a stronger advantage than we think.
Not for nothing, Oz, but right now the last thing I'm gonna do is assume we have any more of an advantage than we're used to. Salem punched us right in the gut - even if it looks like we're safer here, well...
We thought we were safe there, too.
[ And look where that got them.
...
Driiiiiiiiiiink. ]
Torchwick's stupid mug showed up on the network, too. Guess he got himself regurgitated, somehow. Not too surprising - guy makes me wanna puke, too.
Hope is a powerful thing, Qrow. Ignoring that we have it here, as an advantage, would be foolish. Our army is made up of children, and they are already having difficulty trusting me. Allow them to utilize hope as a tool, rather than a hindrance.
[ it's said gently -- not nearly chiding, but as a reminder.
at torchwick, though, ozpin's lips press into a thin line. it's rare that he looks outwardly annoyed and frustrated, but torchwick's conversation with him had sparked a lot of old wounds. ]
Torchwick is a nuisance, and can be easily dispatched of.
[ callous discussion of human life? ozpin must be having a bad day. ]
Our concern is Cinder. He can throw a fit all he wants.
at the question, he falls silent, carefully considering that. there's a million things he could have qrow do -- and, honestly, there are a million things qrow needs to do -- but the first thing that pops into his head is the first thing that remains, and so -- ]
Yang and Pyrrha went to a place called the dream docks, where you can return to your world via sleep, in order to "update" yourself on missed memories. Both of them returned to Vale, to... catch themselves up on what was missed. Against my advice.
[ which is said ... delicately enough ]
Ruby is currently waiting there, for them, until they wake up.
[ ozpin is certain she could use not only a guardian, but company ]
Students going against what grown-ups say is best? I'm floored.
[ He catches the suggestion, even if it isn't spoken directly, and it's not like he completely objects. He'd love to check in on his niece after hearing about all the insanity that this place seems to hold.
But. ]
What if someone else decides to stop by and check on her? Someone not on the VIP list.
[ but judging from the brightness in his eyes, qrow is definitely at least tied or a close second
but he then sighs, shaking his head before inclining said head toward the edge of the room, toward the city ]
I could bore you with an impressive soliloquy on how we're going to win regardless of the odds stacked against us, but I would much rather buy you a drink that isn't compromised of seventy percent ethanol.
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salem, though... ]
Save the Maidens, and myself? No.
[ ozpin taps his cane against the roof ]
I imagine Cinder purposefully left me without a way to run away, and Salem has ensured to continue taxing my aura in Remnant to prevent me from activating my semblance. [ ozpin doesn't need to detail how that's going to go ] Though I am without such disadvantages here. I have recovered, more or less, and my semblance works -- though two students now know, more or less, what I can do, so I imagine it will take approximately thirty seconds for the entirety of the student body to know.
[ kids. he can't even be mad. ]
I have not seen any Grimm here, though I have not been here for very long, and most of the people here seem content, and happy. We may have a stronger advantage than we think.
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We thought we were safe there, too.
[ And look where that got them.
...
Driiiiiiiiiiink. ]
Torchwick's stupid mug showed up on the network, too. Guess he got himself regurgitated, somehow. Not too surprising - guy makes me wanna puke, too.
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[ it's said gently -- not nearly chiding, but as a reminder.
at torchwick, though, ozpin's lips press into a thin line. it's rare that he looks outwardly annoyed and frustrated, but torchwick's conversation with him had sparked a lot of old wounds. ]
Torchwick is a nuisance, and can be easily dispatched of.
[ callous discussion of human life? ozpin must be having a bad day. ]
Our concern is Cinder. He can throw a fit all he wants.
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[ he's done without it before and come out just fine
for varying definitions of fine]I'll look at things without the rose-colored glasses.
[ There's a little laugh at the dismissal of Torchwick, though, his head cocking to one side. ]
Torchwick's more like an infection - sterilize it quick, and there's nothing to worry about. Let it fester, and... well.
[ He tilts his head down just a bit, peering at Ozpin. ]
Little problems get bigger. If not us, then someone has to keep him in check.
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Hope would be good for you, my friend.
[ it might stop you from drinking a bit too much, thank you ]
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Killing him in this world would only paint us the monsters. People here are sympathetic to an ostracized soul.
[ and, ordinarily, ozpin would be too -- but torchwick has destroyed too much. ]
Besides, I am tired of violence, for the time being. I think we all need a moment to collect ourselves.
[ especially the students ]
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Then what do you want me to do, Ozzy?
[ It's not asked rhetorically, or sarcastically - he's serious. What do you want him to do? ]
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at the question, he falls silent, carefully considering that. there's a million things he could have qrow do -- and, honestly, there are a million things qrow needs to do -- but the first thing that pops into his head is the first thing that remains, and so -- ]
Yang and Pyrrha went to a place called the dream docks, where you can return to your world via sleep, in order to "update" yourself on missed memories. Both of them returned to Vale, to... catch themselves up on what was missed. Against my advice.
[ which is said ... delicately enough ]
Ruby is currently waiting there, for them, until they wake up.
[ ozpin is certain she could use not only a guardian, but company ]
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[ He catches the suggestion, even if it isn't spoken directly, and it's not like he completely objects. He'd love to check in on his niece after hearing about all the insanity that this place seems to hold.
But. ]
What if someone else decides to stop by and check on her? Someone not on the VIP list.
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[ with arched eyebrows, and he offers a slight shake of his head ]
You can monitor her from afar. I doubt Cinder wants to go near her, but just in case.
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[ But! He'll be keeping an eye on Ruby, for sure. Even if she's not aware of it. He'll have a bird's-eye view ]
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[ but judging from the brightness in his eyes, qrow is definitely at least tied or a close second
but he then sighs, shaking his head before inclining said head toward the edge of the room, toward the city ]
I could bore you with an impressive soliloquy on how we're going to win regardless of the odds stacked against us, but I would much rather buy you a drink that isn't compromised of seventy percent ethanol.
[ come on, friend. ]