The suit was perfect.
From the knee length emerald coloured coat with his emblem on the back and forest green cape to the pair of orange belts, attached to his hip by a gear shaped pendant.
Though he was most fond of the red boots, with their black belts and lifted heel- granting him back the precious few inches he lost coming back.
All of this was paired with a simple pair of black pants, though he added a set of orange belts to the left leg, perfect for securing the new dagger he'd acquired into place.
Everything fit like a dream, comfort and easy to move in. He had never owned anything like it before, and while he had come to love his old combat gear, there was something about the outfit he an Ozpin had put together that just felt right.
After graciously thanking the clerk at the shop for their hard work, Oscar was off. He had an information broker to talk to before he went to seek out Qrow from whatever bar he was drowning his sorrows in.
{Little Miss Malachite and her Spiders can find anyone, anywhere. She is not the kind of woman you want to get on the wrong side of.}
"Yeah, I know. But we need her help. And so long as we pay her well, I doubt she'll have any reason to send her Spiders after us.
Ozpin didn't have anything to say to that. So they spent the rest of their trip into the seedier parts of Mistral.
Eventually they found the place they'd been searching for and headed in.
The establishment was filled with all sorts of people, all bearing the same spider web tattoo; at the very back, sat the woman they had come to see.
"Miss Malachite, would I happen to be able to talk to you for a few minutes? I have someone I need to find, and I hear you are the woman to go to when you need to locate somebody that doesn't want to be found" Oscar spoke, projecting all of the confidence he had into his small fourteen year old form, hoping she would take him seriously.
"Are you sure you can you afford my services, dear?" She asked from behind her fluffy feathered fan. When Oscar nodded she motioned for him to sit in the chair in front of her.
Miss Malachite looked him over for a moment, he wasn't sure exactly what she was looking for, but when she nodded and folded up her fan, he assumed she found it.
"Now, how can I be of service to you, young man?"
Oscar smirked and placed all of the remaining lien he had left on the table in front of her, "I would like you to locate The Bandit Queen: Raven Branwen for me."
Miss Malachite was stared at him blankly for a moment before turning her eyes to the pile of lien laid out before her. "Why would a sweet boy like you be lookin' t' find a woman like that?"
"Looks can be deceiving, I might look like a child. But I'm far from sweet. Can you help me find her or not?" Oscar asked, his eyes hard and tone cold.
"But of course, child. Little Miss Malachite never turns away a payen customer." She replied, picking up her fan and opening it. "I can find you your Bandit Queen, it'll take my Spiders some time, but we can certainly do it."
"Good. You have five weeks. That is the first half of your payment. When you find her, I'll have another stack of lien just like that one for you. Extra if your spiders find anything interesting while looking into her."
"That sounds fair agreement, how can I contact you once I find your lady?"
"You don't. I'll be back in five weeks." With that, Oscar got up and gave Malachite a polite nod before leaving the bar.
while she searched for Raven, they had a dusty old crow to find.
