Hey there! This is just a place where I put my free written stories, meaning I will most likely be producing a series of (poorly made) one shot stories, all written without any prior planning and edited only for clarity and errors in convention. Enjoy!
"Hmmm" pondered Ozpin. "A 6 Person team is usually not allowed, but, technically speaking, it makes no specification about 6, if you'll excuse me, 'incomplete' people, so I guess this is permitted, due to your unique circumstances. "
Shizune rapidly signed something, which was then translated by her voice and other half, Misha.
"Thank you for permitting us to be taught here! Now, when do we get weapons?"
Ozpin was unsure as to who said what, so he took a sip of coffee to buy some time. He was confident he had puzzled it out, and addressed the drill-haired young lady. "You'll have to make them yourself, if you haven't already. Shall I let one of the schools craftsmen know you are coming?"
"I think we should let several know, so we don't burden one too much," answered Lilly, with Misha signing to Shizune in the background. "We've never really done this before."
"Well of course we haven't," interjected Rin, "How could you do anything here before when we only just got to this place? I don't know how we got here or where we even are, but I'm pretty sure that weirdo with glasses did something stupid with that guy whose problem was in his pants and-"
"That's enough, Ms. Tezuka," interrupted Ozpin, with Misha mid-sign. "I'll let several of them know that you need as much time and materials as possible, as well as inform them about your, ah, differences." MIsha hands danced again as all the girls nodded, and proceeded to walk out the door of his office. Ozpin sighed as they left, and sat back down behind his desk, wondering why he had let that happen, when a pair of twintails popped into the doorframe. "Yes?" he asked tiredly.
"Umm, where are the craftsmen?" Emi asked.
Ozpin didn't hear any fading footsteps, so he assumed they were all waiting just outside the door to hear his instructions.
"Follow me," He sighed.
Hanako was scared. There were so many new people here, people she didn't know, unfamiliar faces and unfamiliar places. She hugged Lilly's arm for support, even as Lilly trusted Hanako to follow the group to the Craftsmen. The girls passed by a few students in the halls, who stared at them. Hanako was wearing her school uniform, and couldn't hide her scars with her hat, so she buried the offending side into Lilly whenever someone got too close. She felt bare, without protection, wearing a different uniform than the students walking by, and scrutinising her. Hanako knew they were scrutinising her, and hugged Lilly even tighter.
"It's alright, you're fine," Lilly said, making Hanako jump. "I'm here, and Mr. Ozpin seems very trustworthy. I'm sure everything will be alright," hearing that made Hanako loosen her grip a little, and Lilly flexed her fingers as circulation returned to them.
"Can you tell me what this place is like? It sounds very large, but I can't tell much else." Hanako nodded to herself, and focused on describing what she saw, voice barely above a whisper.
"Th-there are tall w-windows on the l-left, and it's b-bright o-outside. Th-the carpet is d-dark red, and th-there are pillars b-between the w-windows."
"Sounds like a rather grand place, but a little full of itself, don't you think?"
"A-a little…" Hanako whispered again.
"Hello~o! Lilly and Hanachan~! Hurry u~up!" bellowed Misha from next to Ozpin, who seemed to be covering his left ear after being half-deafened.
"My, my, let's hurry up then," said Lilly, as she walked faster, Hanako almost being dragged along at first, but then she started to match her pace with Lilly's, and the rest of the group. Rin glanced at them, but had the same look where she could be either admiring the texture on the wall, wondering how to recreate it, or just thinking about toes. Hanako never really knew what she thought about, and was too afraid to ask.
They stopped after another five minutes of walking, in front of a large door at the end of a hallway. He turned and announced to the girls "Here is the workshop. It's empty now; save for the craftsmen, but usually there are always a few students in it. Don't be afraid to come after hours and maintain or alter your weapons, as they are almost as important as you are. Now then, if any of you need me," He sighed, "I'll be in my office."
"Alright!" exclaimed Misha, "Weapons for all, here we come!"