There she laid, the cold hard floor stealing warmth from her body. Coughing awake, she suddenly jerked to sit upright.
"Ugh... where the hell am I?" she said, holding her head with both hands as she rested her elbows on her knees.
Waking up feeling groggy, she let her eyes wander. A dimly lit hall with high ceilings and large pillars leading somewhere, and end where she could not see.
"What was I doing again..?"
Brushing her bangs out of her eyes to see better, she turned in place, slowly taking in her surroundings.
"I think I was with Lillianne and Bardel... doing... something... somewhere..."
Tired, she looked up, then hung her head as she let out a long, deep sigh. Frustrated that she can't recall what she'd been doing before she ended up where she stood, she opted to clear her head by exploring whatever this place was.
"Lamps... obviously leading somewhere. Is that green fire? God where the hell am I? This place better not be some hideout for a creepy ass cult. And this path better lead to a god damn exit."
Following the lamps, the only sound she could hear for minutes was the echoes of her boots hitting the large floor tiles. Eventually, she found herself at an intersection where both hallways just end up getting darker the further they go. She stood there for a few seconds, contemplating whether to make a turn or just go straight ahead.
"Yay, more halls to help me get lost."
Not feeling the mood to decide for herself, she copped her pockets for a coin. Luckily for her, she had a couple. Fishing one out of her pocket, she laid the coin flat on her thumb, ready to flip.
"Heads to make a turn, tails to continue going forward. I'll do another if it hits heads," she said to herself, a mental note to make sure she didn't forget which side decided which.
The coin flipped in the air and she caught it lazily with her right hand and immediately pressed it flat on the back of her left hand. She removed her hand, revealing tails.
"Straight ahead then."
She walked forward and did another flip of the coin and caught it lazily once more, then placed it back in the pocket she retrieved it from. Her decision to walk forward was again met with another intersection, much like the first one. This time, however, she opted to keep walking forward, too tired to even think of deciding on anything.
A short moment later, she found the end of the hall where the lights were a little brighter.
An elevator. She looked up and sighed in relief. Then she fetched the coin another time, flipped it once more, caught it, and gave it a kiss.
"Ugh... thank Lady Luck." she thought as she pocketed her lucky coin again. She walked up to the elevator and found no buttons to open the doors.
"Oh god please don't tell me I'm trapped... wherever the hell here is." her eyes wandered frantically, searching for a button, then slapped herself in the head hard enough to actually leave a mark.
"There's that fucking button." she hurriedly pressed it. Not feeling anything happening, she pressed it harder with two fingers, and still no reaction. Pissed as hell already, she slammed her fist hard and finally, she heard the infamous "ding" and the sound of the elevator doors opening. "Am I going blind or am I just tired? How do you feel so old while being so young?"
She stepped in, and pressed the button that leads to the first floor... had it been there in the first place. She found it odd that there had been no buttons other than the one that had no symbol on it. Deciding again to not dwell on it, she pressed it and went to the far back to lean on the wall, hands in her pockets and left foot touching said wall.
"Feeling old while still young... heh... top ten questions science still cannot answer. Pfft... hehehe... Wait- no-... Oh god, Lillianne's stupid jokes are rubbing on me." she snickered, softly chuckling at the joke she thought to herself while she waited. After the short laugh, she looked up to see where she was but again, found no symbol giving away just where she had been.
"I was underground then?" she said after focusing on the feeling of being pulled down. "I still can't remember what I was doing with those two, god damn it. Well, whatever it was, should come back to me after a while." she hummed in thought. She closed her eyes, as she's the only one there, not noticing the small camera that can be easily found at the corner of the elevator, tired as she was.
"At least there's no elevator music."
Completely unbeknownst to her, below where she had just been, a short ways off the place she laid, a large door with intricate patterns and engravings stood, braziers holding larger green fire at the side. The dimly glowing light that can be found at the top of the door frame slowly but surely shrunk to a dot, until it was no more. The sphere, the source of light at the door, almost instantly after going out, had cracked.
A minute or two later, Tiella heard the elevator's "ding" and her eyes opened groggily. The doors opened, and what greeted her was a bright light from the outside that completely contrasted the dimness of the place below.
She closed her eyes reflexively and turned her head away slightly, then once more she looked ahead. She saw a table where a silver-haired man was sitting at, looking like he had been sipping coffee, eyebrows raised and looking directly at her with a stoic expression.
Then she saw another person, a woman with blonde hair and a scowl on her face, holding what seemed to be a riding crop threateningly at her.
"Speak. Who are you, what were you doing down there, and how did you get there?" the woman said, her voice on edge. A hard look can be found in her eyes as she tilted her head upward to look down on Tiella. "Don't even bother defending yourself. Do anything suspicious and I throw you out the window."
"Fucking hell... nothing's ever easy." she thought, sensing the danger she had unwittingly placed herself in. She glared back at the woman, then at the man still sitting contentedly at his table sipping his coffee, then back at the woman. Not even bothering to go for a fighting stance, she slowly rose both her hands above her head.
"My name is Tiella," she said, taking one cautious step forward to test the waters and immediately the lady tensed and a purple glow covered her riding crop. "She a Skill User too?" sensing that doing anything she hasn't said she's allowed to do was a bad idea, she placed her foot back to where it was. "I'm a mercenary..." she said, holding off on what else to say.
"I'm not really sure if being honest would work here... but I don't really have anything else to go with. Fuck it." she sighed, she shook her head while looking down and internally begged for Lady Luck to save her ass once more.
"I'm a mercenary... and," she licked her dry lips, "...I'm positive that you won't believe me but..." she looked between the two people, standing stiffly in her place, "I don't really know how or why I ended down where I was."
Not even a second later she found herself being forced into a wall by an... invisible force, not understanding anything that was happening. All she understood was that she was hurting everywhere and that it was hard to breathe.
"Surely you don't expect us to believe that?" her face felt like it was being pressed on by something heavy, and then her whole body had been lifted while still being pressed onto said wall.
"I won't ask again." the lady threatened. Tiella looked below, where she saw the lady was now standing in front of her, still holding her riding crop against her, baleful glare in her eyes.
"God damn it! I don't know!" she forced her words out, "I don't know okay! I don't fucking know!" not one to back down, she forced herself to meet the lady face to face to send her a glare of her own. "Of course she's a god damned Skill User too."
Without even speaking anymore, the lady flicked her wrist and she was sent speeding into the window.
"Ah shit. I hope this isn't any higher than the 5th floor." she thought, readying herself for a sharp fall.
Steeling herself, she closed her eyes as she can't put her arms in front of her to shield her face and prepared to roll as soon as she felt the ground, though it never came.
"Glynda." she heard, a man's voice.
"I haven't crashed?" she felt no motion for a few seconds, believing that she'd come to a stop, so she opened her eyes. "Oh god thank Lady Lu- whoah-ly shit!"
There stood the man that had been doing nothing but sip coffee since earlier, face just inches in front of her, still holding the damned cup. He was studying her face closely, holding his chin with his face up close to hers, which unnerved her and made things even more awkward than it already was with her being suspended in midair in a, well, awkward position.
A short moment later, he stared intently at her eyes, unnerving her even further. "Golden eyes," he said in a low voice as if whispering, though she was sure the lady heard it too, then took another casual sip. He then looked beyond her to where Tiella assumed the lady, who she remembered was called "Glynda", was standing and gave her a look. With an idea of what the man wanted, the lady rolled her eyes, scowl never leaving her face.
"Ozpin," voice cold, "I'm not letting her go," Glynda said, a tone that left no room for objections.
"Of course." Ozpin, as Tiella now knew both their names, nodded his head in acknowledgment and faced Tiella again.
"You said your name was Tiella, was it?" she would have nodded if she could, but remembered that she could at the very least speak, albeit with a little bit of difficulty.
"Yes." voice slightly strained.
"Good. Now, Ms. Tiella, why don't you join us? We'll be taking a short walk 'down there'." and gave her a look, one eyebrow raised, a not so subtle dare to question him.
"Wow, giving me a choice? What changed your mind?" she said sarcastically, and immediately she felt a force tighten around her body momentarily, squeezing as if to make her pop not unlike a pressed balloon, before loosening up once more. "Man, fuck that lady."
After a very awkward 3 minutes in the elevator, they finally reached their destination. Tiella unwillingly followed them as she's still suspended in midair. "Hope they don't lock me up, escaping's gonna be a pain."
"Let's say we believe what you said," Ozpin said, walking ahead of them, cane in hand. "where and how exactly did you find yourself?"
Lost in thought for a bit, she was unable to answer immediately, so she was brought back to attention by another painful squeezing sensation. "God damn it, lady!" she yelled indignantly.
"Answer him." her voice still cold.
"I was gonna, even without your fucking probi-" suddenly forced to stop, she felt her mouth forced shut, and the painful squeezing returned, but with added twists to her body.
"Glynda." Ozpin called without looking back, "Please, let her speak." his voice betraying nothing, unnervingly indifferent to Tiella's ears.
Glynda obliged and loosened her grip on Tiella, allowing her to speak freely. Free to breathe and speak once more while still being held in the air, she gasped, breathing as hard as she could, both to breathe and to soothe the pain the only way she knew she could given her situation.
"Lady-..." she breathed the words out, "...fuck your shit." ever the rebellious young girl.
Glynda ignored her words, not wanting to be chastised by Ozpin for the same reason a second time.
"Well?" Ozpin spoke, his tone a touch colder than it had been. "I hope you understand that you're under our mercy at the moment. So I hope you refrain from speaking crudely to my assistant."
Tiella heard the threat loud and clear, and she also saw that his knuckles had tensed as he was speaking, only loosening when he had finished his words. "Fine." she sighed once more, "Lady Luck don't abandon me now." she mentally begged once more. "A couple paces from here, I woke up on the floor."
"You woke up?" Ozpin repeated.
"Yeah. I only remember that I was on the floor in the middle of this hall." she looked down, she would've hung her head if she could, and spoke in a low voice, "I can't even remember what I was doing to get here. I was hoping I could remember in time."
"Again, do you expect us to believe that?" Glynda spoke from behind them.
"I don't."
"In that case, we simply need to investigate the area," Ozpin spoke casually, the edge in his voice from before having left.
"Can you let me go? I have an itch on my ass and it's not like I can run from blondie over there." Tiella asked, actually feeling an itch on her left buttocks.
"Ozpin?"
He finally turned to face them since coming down and stared at Tiella for a short moment, "Very well. She understands her situation well enough. However, any weapon you have will be left with my assistant."
Slowly letting her down, "I hope you know what you're doing." addressing Ozpin as she released her hold on Tiella. Shortly after finally scratching her butt, she drew her combat knives, four of them, along with four pistols, begrudgingly handing them over to Glynda one by one, letting them float behind her. She also took off her grenade belt to hand over.
While Tiella had been taking her gear off, Glynda took the time to look over Tiella's tools. "Pistols, simple in design. Two of them seem to be made for explosive power while the other two were made for penetrating thick armor." she let her Aura enter the pistols, inspecting every nook and cranny, "No Dust? Are her bullets solely made of metal? That can't be good. And her knives?" extending her Aura deep into the knives' integrity, she found the same result. "Even her knives are not Dust enhanced." she concentrated a bit more "And I can find no trace of her Aura in them. Very strange."
"Does she not have her Aura unlocked?" Glynda thought, forcing the scowl on her face to stay in an attempt to not give away her shock to the others. "And she calls herself a mercenary? Either she's just another buffoon or there's something she's not telling us. And I hope for all our sakes, it's the former."
After Tiella finished handing over everything, she raised her hands above her head once more and showed both the front and back of them to show that she was then empty handed.
Ozpin faced forward once more and lead the way to where he hoped he would not find anything amiss. "While not exactly old, her choice in weaponry, especially her armor, are a little dated." he thought to himself, noting the look Glynda made after what he believed to be her inspection of Tiella's tools. "And it seems that Glynda found something noteworthy."
"Now then, where exactly did you say you found yourself?" Ozpin once again asked.
"I can't say exactly where since the pillars here all look the same but we're almost there, just past the intersecting hallways."
A short, quiet moment later where the echoes of their shoes were the only thing they heard, Tiella finally asked them to stop.
"Right around here."
"Hmm." Ozpin looked around, then, without looking back, "Glynda, if you would please."
Without speaking, Glynda once more took hold of Tiella and held her in midair.
"What the-" was all she could say before her mouth was once again forcibly shut. Thankfully, there was no squeezing or twisting that followed, though she was still annoyed that she couldn't speak.
Ozpin and Glynda continued walking forward, searching the walls beside them, letting their Aura's area of influence expand, taking up the entire width of the hall and a few short meters front and behind them.
Unaware of the two's expanding auras, which seemed to further confirm Glynda's suspicions of an unlocked Aura based on the lack of reaction from her, Tiella glumly looked around, checking for anything she might've missed the first time.
A short while later, Ozpin took an abrupt halt and gave Glynda a worried look. "The Relic."
"What?" was all Glynda could say while understanding the worry that Ozpin felt, she was unsure exactly what it could be.
"I originally feared that she was one of her pawns the moment we saw her inside the elevator, which lead me to fear for Amber. Thankfully, she's unharmed, but..."
"But?"
"Amber was not affected. No, I have a feeling we have something worse on our hands." Ozpin said. He reached his Aura further, to where Amber would be resting, confirming that she remained untouched.
"You mean to tell me..." Glynda glared at Tiella, who was floating in the air, a confused look on her face as she tried to piece together what she heard, to no avail. "You!" she let go of her hold over Tiella's mouth but squeezed and twisted her once more, "What have you done with the relic!?"
"God damn it, lady! I don't even know what the fuck a relic is!" was all Tiella could muster before she could no longer speak due to the painful twisting and squeezing.
"Glynda," Ozpin called, while not exactly shouting, it had been the loudest his voice had been since this all began.
"Ozpin?" she called, asking worriedly and confusedly, wondering why Ozpin was trying to stop her.
"I don't believe she's an enemy."
"What do you me-"
"She may be a Maiden."
"Wha..." Glynda could only stand in shock of what she'd heard. "This girl? A Maiden?" And due to said shock, she'd inadvertently let go of her hold on Tiella, plopping her down on the ground at an unnatural position, which no doubt sprained some bones.
"Jesus H-!" Tiella yelled in pain, no doubt feeling those sore and sprained limbs especially after landing over them awkwardly.
"I'm still not a hundred percent sure if she is indeed one, however, I'm positive that she's not one of her pawns."
"I fucking hate this lady, I swear to god." Tiella thought, laying on the floor, panting, feeling for anything broken, for anything worse than the sprain on her shoulders and elbows. "Nothing broken, good."
"Alright wise guy. Glad to see that you've decided I'm not your enemy, bu-"
"But that doesn't put you in the clear, no." Ozpin interrupted whatever she was about to say. "I am still not sure whether you're indeed a Maiden, however, your presence here has to lead to a drastic change. Whether for better or for worse, we still don't know. But understand this,"
Ozpin turned to face Tiella, took a knee and brought his face inches away from hers. "right now, you're already deeply involved in our matters." staring intently into her bright golden orbs, and she into his dark brown eyes. He stood, "So don't expect to be let go so easily." and looked behind him, to a door.
"Like I said, I don't even know what you're talking about! So how about you give me some explanations, huh!?" she responded indignantly, not appreciating being spoken to so cryptically and subsequently being ignored.
Glynda had been trying to process what Ozpin meant, however, she could find no reason to see why Tiella was not an enemy, suspicious as she was already. She looked to Ozpin and saw that he had once more turned. She wondered for a bit, then looked beyond him, to where she believed Ozpin was looking.
The door that opens the way to the relic. It had been tampered with.
Where the door was normally glowing a bright green at the top, a dull, cracked sphere, robbed of its light, can be found. Where the locks were constantly interchanging, making sure there was absolutely no one other than a Maiden could open the gate, stood the locks, unmoving. Forced shut as if to keep others out or whatever inside of it.
"The door to the relic's been opened?" Glynda asked incredulously.
"Perhaps. I feel that it's been tampered with. Or worse."
"Worse?"
"The relic was used without our knowing," Ozpin spoke grimly, turning to look at the girl who suddenly appeared out of nowhere once more. Glynda, not knowing what to do, can only do the same.
"Seriously, what the fuck?" she thought, ignoring the look she's been getting from the two. She still sat where she fell, unwilling to move just yet, making sure she didn't make her sprains worse than they already were.
"First I get fucking dumped to some god knows where, then I meet Mr. Cryptic and Mrs. Needs-To-Get-Fucking-Laid, all the while being twisted and squeezed like I'm some fucking lemon. And I still can't fucking remember what I was doing! I am SO making whoever's responsible for this shit pay."
While Tiella had been deep in thought, cursing the world, Ozpin walked towards her. "Ms. Tiella?"
"What?" clearly annoyed.
"I believe proper introductions need to be made. You're a suspicious existence at the moment. An enigma, so to speak. And while I don't believe you're one of our enemies-"
"Great!" she interrupted, fully sarcastic.
"-we must make sure that you're our ally." not allowing the interruption to disrupt him from speaking.
Tiella thought things over for a moment, weighing the pros and cons of all possible decisions she could make. "Should I give them the finger and fuck off? Bad idea, I'll probably get squeezed to death for real this time. What if I fake being allies? Then they find out and I get squeezed, of course. What if I knocked her out first, THEN I fuck off? No, no, that's probably worse. She's the assistant, if someone that annoyingly strong is the assistant, I can only imagine what the Big Boss will be like. And all my tools are still with her, fucking telekinetic bitch."
Ozpin and Glynda watched as Tiella put her hand over her chin and went into deep thought. They watched as her normally sharp expression turned sharper, as if planning something against them, then softened. They saw this cycle happen a few times until finally, she sighed.
That put Glynda on edge, wary of her going against them. While she's not worried about taking Tiella down, she was still worried about what sort of importance she had in all of this, considering Ozpin mentioned that she may be a possible Maiden.
"Fine. As long as you answer my questions honestly, then I will answer yours too."
Glynda and Ozpin visibly relaxed from her answer.
"I'll go first." Tiella said, "Where am I?"
Glynda was about to answer, but Ozpin motioned for her to let him do the talking.
"You're in Beacon Academy, one of the few Huntsmen Academies in Vale."
"Never heard of it. Who are you?"
At this, they both raised one of their eyebrows. "I am Ozpin, Headmaster to Beacon Academy, and she is Glynda Goodwitch, Deputy Headmistress and Professor in Combat."
"What do these "huntsmen" do exactly?" she asked nonchalantly, an idea formed in her mind based on the name.
Glynda scoffed at the question, while Ozpin simply answered. "We train children to combat the Grimm invasion."
"So you're training child soldiers? Must be a nice place then," she said, arms akimbo and her voice dripping with both sarcasm and venom.
They once more, found her reaction odd.
"Whatever, not my place, not my say. You said something about Grimm?" dismissing their reactions easily.
Ozpin and Glynda gave each other a knowing look, eyebrows raised for the nth time in the conversation. Ozpin then continued to answer as he had, "Yes, these are creatures of darkness, their sole purpose being the extinction of mankind as we know it."
"You've gotta be fucking kidding me, right? Or is this another effect of 'his' influence?" she thought, thinking back to a certain memory of a powerful aberrant that she and her teammates faced a few times already. "And what do they look like? There a specific look to them or do they all come in all shapes and sizes?" she asked, making sure of her own suspicions.
"Yes to both."
"Explain."
"The Grimm, while easily recognizable by the ungodly darkness of their fur that doesn't reflect light and alabaster bone armor that protects certain parts of their bodies, they come in the form of many different species. Some come in the form of wolves, which we call Beowolves, some in the form of bears, which we call Ursi."
"So they mostly come as wildlife animals?"
"For the most part, yes."
"Okay, so where exactly is Vale?"
At this very question, Ozpin and Glynda shared another look, gears turning in their heads. Glynda unwilling to accept the idea, full on scowled and rolled her eyes away. Ozpin, on the other hand, can only smile wryly at his assistant.
"Vale is one of the four main kingdoms that can be found in the world of Remnant."
"Ha?"
"I believe it's our turn to ask the questions."
"Wai-"
"What is your full name?"
She sighed, knowing she can't really fight back against the questioning. She also expected the question to come, but she still hoped that they wouldn't be asking for her full name as she's not particularly fond of it. She straightened her back, her arms still akimbo, and answered, "My full name is Celestiella V. Margory."
"My name just doesn't fit me." she thought.
"And you mentioned that you are a Mercenary earlier, correct?"
"Yeah."
"How long have you been a Mercenary?"
"7-8 years, give or take."
"And you're... how old?" already fearing what he was about to hear.
"18."
There was a pause shared between all three of them. Both Ozpin and Glynda clearly uncomfortable at the idea that a young girl barely stepping into her adulthood had already seen so much more than most teens her age should have any right to see.
"Don't," Tiella spoke sharply.
This caught the attention of both adults, seeing the expression on the young girl's face.
"Do not pity me. I don't need it. You can shove your pity where the sun don't shine." she continued vehemently. Then, after a few seconds of silence, she spoke softly, "All of it was my decision."
They both saw the look in Tiella's eyes. And while Ozpin was able to accept it, Glynda however, could not even begin to understand it. "What could possibly make a 10-year-old choose the path of a mercenary? Under what circumstances?" she gave Tiella a scrutinizing look, "And that expression... what does it mean? Either she's a good actress or..."
"She's acknowledged that the choices she's made won't let her be forgiven so easily, and probably never will. That she's resigned to a fate that would lead to her eventual demise. And yet she still holds the resolve to see it, fight it, all the way through. An unspoken maturity... and naivety that she seems to hold dear." were Ozpin's own thoughts.
"Very well," Ozpin responded, breaking Glynda from her own thoughts, and earning a relieved look from Tiella.
"It's good that he's willing to let it slide for now. Maybe this old man's not so bad after all? Nah, he's probably just good at manipulating kids. He's the headmaster of a school for child soldiers after all." Tiella thought, reminding herself not to trust these people so easily despite the promise to answer honestly, though she can't rightly help but be open even for a bit.
"Where were you the last time you remember?"
"I... Like I said, I can't remember. I've been trying to remember ever since I woke up down here." Tiella said, holding her arms closer to her.
"Go ahead, try to remember. We can wait." giving Glynda a knowing look and placing both his hands on his cane. Glynda only sighed in response, her arms akimbo.
Tiella closed her eyes, trying her damnedest to remember, nearly breaking into a sweat.
"I... I was... with my team. Lillianne and Bardel." she spoke, eyes still forcefully closed.
"And?"
"We were... we were doing something... somewhere."
"What were you doing, and where were you at the time?"
"We were... escorting a group of archaeologists... in Greece... along with some other scientists..."
Both adults listening attentively, "Greece?" wondering what or where it was, wary for any signs of lying.
"We stumbled upon a cave..."
"..."
"And..."
"..."
"And deep inside the cave... we found an... an old thing."
"Old thing?"
"A... an antique, probably... a relic, maybe?"
Once more, Ozpin and Glynda both shared a look, then Ozpin looked behind him, towards the door, then back to Tiella.
"And?"
"I think..." Tiella's expression changed slightly, from a forced concentration to a scowl.
"..."
"I think... Bardel, that fucking bastard..."
Ozpin's and Glynda's eyebrows rose slightly from hearing the swearing but listened nonetheless.
"He... like he was cursed to be a clumsy fucking wrecking ball!" her voice going from low to loud in that one sentence, which surprised the two even more.
"Tripped on a goddamned rock, tumbled, then fucking crashed onto me!"
"..."
"Which pushed me towards the fucking thing we found!"
"..."
"Then I hit it the damn thing with my fucking head!"
"..."
"AND GOD DAMN IT THERE WAS A BRIGHT LIGHT!"
"..."
At this point, Tiella fumed. Eyes burned with rage, mouth in a snarl, and hands up as if strangling the air. "AND THEN I WOKE UP HERE! IN THIS FUCKING ROOM! WHERE I WAS FUCKING LOST!"
"..."
"THEN I FOUND A FUCKING ELEVATOR, SO I FINALLY THOUGHT "OH WOWEE AN EXIT AFTER SO LONG!", LIKE THE DUMBASS I AM!"
"Um... Ms. Margo-" Ozpin tried interrupting to calm her down, but she wouldn't have it.
"BUT THE ELEVATOR WOULDN'T FUCKING OPEN UNTIL I SMASHED MY FIST INTO THE DAMN THING!" she slammed her fist into her open palm, mimicking the motion, "FINALLY IT OPENED, SO I STEPPED IN AND THOUGHT I'D REST FOR A WHILE 'CAUSE I WAS FEELING TIRED AS FUCK!" arms waving animatedly.
"THEN WHEN THE ELEVATOR DOORS OPENED, I SAW YOUR FUGLY MUG HAVIN' A SIP FROM A GOD DAMN MUG LIKE IT'S JUST 7 IN THE FUCKING MORNING!" pointing at Ozpin, nearly touching his nose with her finger.
Ozpin blinked his eyes rapidly in response, staring at her finger, unsure how to actually react.
"THEN BLONDIE McHARDASS OVER HERE," she turned, pointing to Glynda with her open palm and continued, "STUCK ME TO A GOD DAMN WALL, SQUEEZED ME LIKE A LEMON MULTIPLE TIMES, TWISTED ME, NEARLY PULLING ME APART, AND ALMOST THREW ME OUT THE GODDAMNED WINDOW!"
Glynda affronted by how she'd been called, for her part, could only look away after hearing the rest of what she had to say about her.
"GOD DAMN IT! THIS IS ALL BARDEL'S FAULT!" By then, Tiella had gone hysterical, shouting to the heavens, the ceiling in this case. "I SWEAR TO GOD YOU'RE GETTING EXTRA ASSHOLES COURTESY OF MY GUNS THE NEXT TIME I SEE YOUR UGLY MUG YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!"
"..."
A few short moments later, Tiella was breathing heavily after her short outburst.
"Better?" Ozpin asked warily.
Tiella was still visibly breathing hard, though she'd calmed down marginally. "Yes."
"Good. Now, why don't we take this up to my office where we can discuss this further in a calmly, and comfortable manner over a hot cup of coffee?" Ozpin suggested. "Sound good?"
Tiella turned around and spoke in a low, hushed, somewhat embarrassed voice, "Do you have... hot milk?"
"Indeed we do," Ozpin responded with a smile.
"With lots of sugar?"
"You can have as much sugar as you wish."
Her only response then was to nod her head slightly and immediately she went for the elevator, leaving the two behind.
"Well, now. That was something." Ozpin said, a wry smile across his face.
"She has a way with words and names, that's for sure." Glynda deadpanned.
"Reminds you of a certain young girl, doesn't she?" a teasing smile that he aimed at Glynda.
"At that particular moment? No, she knows far more swear words."
"I'm sure that given time, even you would have learned just as many words as she does now if you'd only loosened up, that is."
"Hmph!" was Glynda's only response. Stomping her way towards the elevator where Tiella was hopefully still waiting.
Ozpin stood there for a few seconds with a wry smile on his face. He shook his head after thinking back on what just happened, then made his way to follow the two ladies.
AN: Hello again! (I just love Pyrrha's greeting, bless her soul)
I've always wanted to try writing an OC into one of my favorite series. Don't worry though, I'll do my best not to turn it into some power fantasy self-insert!
In all honesty, Tiella is from an original story that is still in the works. I wanted to practice writing her as a person, so I can shape her into a more realistic, consistent character. So in a way, writing her into the RWBY-verse as fanfic is my way of experimenting and/or learning how to write a character's development a little.
Let me know if you have questions here in the reviews or you can send em in PMs too, and I'll answer them in another AN. If I *don't* answer your question, rest assured that I'll let the story do the answering for you.
Don't eat me alive please, I know some of us are tired of reading about OCs, but that'll never end. Just like the isekai-genre in anime, manga, and light novels.