Ch21: Unofficial declaration of war
(Tues, Y+1, M+0, D+25)
"He does bully you a lot." I tell Jaune, as both of our teams are eating lunch.
"If you need any help, don't be afraid to ask." Phyrra says.
"Oooooh!" Nora says, standing up on the table with an evil gleam in her eye and a similar smile on her face, "We'll break his legs!" She proposes.
"We're not breaking his legs." I tell Nora, as she sits back down with a frown. "But I do have a rusty scalpel I can lend you." I say, a sadistic smirk on my face.
"Uhhhhhh." Is everyone else's (except Ren and Nora) response to my unusual comment.
"Where did you get a rusty scalpel?" Ren asks.
"Part of a very complex emergency psychological warfare plan, it also involves a wooden spoon, a set of speakers, and a lot of plastic zip-lock bags." I say, entirely serious.
"You have psychological warfare PLANS?!" Weiss almost shouts.
"Honestly, what did you expect? I have a LOT of plans. What do you think I do with my spare time?"
"Work in the forge?" Yang says.
"That too." I say, I've spent a lot of spare time in the forge making new weapons and making a bit of Lien on the side by helping others fix and improve theirs.
"Guys, really, I'm need to break his legs," He looks at Nora, "or… worse." He looks at me uneasily, to which I respond with an evil smirk, "Besides, he's a jerk to everyone, not just me." He says.
"Ow! That hurts!" I hear a slightly British voice say from behind us, along with cruel laughter. We turn to see team CRDL bullying a rabbit-Faunus girl by tugging on her ears. "Please, stop…" She says, as CRDL continue with their cruelty. They eventually relent and she walks away, hiding her face out of shame.
"Disgusting." I say angrily, a plan forming in my mind.
"It must be hard to be a Faunus." Phyrra says, I respond by looking at her with a raised eyebrow. 'I'm so sorry! I didn't mean-" She hastily adds.
"It's alright, I'm not angry. With you at least." i say, with an evil grin, a plan in my head. "On a totally unrelated note, do any of you happen to know which Dorm they're staying in?" I nonchalantly ask my table-mates.
"Room 215, why?" Jaune answers.
"Be back soon." I say, before walking outside. *Bamf*
*Bamf* I teleport back a few minutes later, walking back in and sitting down.
"What was that about?" Yang asks, Jaune having left the table while I was gone.
"Nothing lethal, I can assure you." I say, before digging into my food, dispelling any further conversation.
[Two hours later, History class.]
I watch Dr Oobleck, a man that I internally refer to as Dr Caboose, zip around the room and deliver a rapid fire history lesson on the history of Remnant. Today's lesson appears to center on the Faunus War and its repercussions.
"Now! Have any of you been subjugated or discriminated based on your Faunus heritage?" He asks, and in response multiple students, Velvet and myself included, raise our hands.
"Dreadful, simply dreadful! Remember, students, it is precisely this kind of ignorance that breeds violence!" He says, taking a sip of coffee. 'What in Murphy's name is in that coffee and where can I get it?' I think, trying desperately to stay awake. 'Guess I shouldn't have started planning guerilla warfare contingencies at one in the morning.' I think as Dr Oobleck asks about the turning point of the war.
Weiss raises her hand. "The battle at Fort Castle." She answers correctly.
"Precisely! And who can tell me the advantage the Faunus had over General Lagune's forces?" He asks.
"Hey!" I hear Jaune exclaim, drawing the attention of Oobleck.
"Mr Arc! Finally contributing to class! This is excellent! Excellent! What is the answer?" He questions the rudely-awakened student.
"Uhhhh... The answer... The advantage... of the Faunus...Had over that guy's stuff…" He verbally stumbles, desperately searching for help, which Phyrra provides. "...Uhhh… Binoculars!"He declares triumphantly, to the amusement of most of the rest of the class.
"Very funny, Mr. Arc! Cardin! Perhaps you would care to share your thoughts on the subject!" Oobleck questions Cardin, noticing his amusement at Jaune's answer.
"Well, I know it's a lot easier to train an animal than a soldier." He says, probably thinking himself quite funny.
"You're not the most intelligent of individuals, are you Winchester?" I ask.
"You got a problem with me?" He asks threateningly.
"Yes, one that can easily be settled tomorrow during Dueling class. But this is history, it would do you well to listen for once." I say, earning a chuckle from the rest of the room. "But, Doctor, I do have the answer." I say more seriously, causing him to zip over to my side of the room.
"And it is?"
"Most of us Faunus have near-perfect night-vision. The general obviously didn't know that and decided to attempt a night assault. He failed horribly; he was captured and his force was decimated." I state, "Perhaps if he'd payed attention during his classes, he wouldn't have been remembered as a disgrace." I add, earning another laugh at Cardin's expense. His only response is to clench a fist and stand up as if to threaten me.
"Mr. Winchester! Please take your seat." Oobleck says, as if disappointed. "You and Mr. Arc can both see me after class for additional readings." He adds, before taking a sip of what I can only assume to be pure, concentrated caffeine and launching into the next part of the lesson.
[End of the day, RWWBY dorm.]
*BANG* I hear from my room, followed by screams of panic, interrupting my video-game duel with Yang.
"What was that?" Yang asks, as my teammates all bolt upright and try to figure out what just happened.
"Flashbang." I say, pausing Shadow Tournament 3.
"What did you do?!" Weiss demands.
"I rigged a flashbang in team Cardinal's dorm. It was set to go off after they open the door." I say, calm. "They must have gotten back late." I deduce.
"What?" My teammates ask, confused.
"A flashbang. It's a non-lethal device that explodes creating a loud noise and a bright light. It is designed to disorient an opponent, and is usually used in room-clearing and CQB in urban warfare." I explain, before gesturing to the console. "Now, Yang. Where were we?"