I came down with the cold writing this, now all the reactions of most of the RWBY casts was lost in my dream fever.
I am sorry if this is not a decent reaction chapter. My illness has made my writing a bit off.
In any case, I do not own anything here.
Pardon my grammar.
Kingsman: The Secret Service - Pub Fight Scene
"Since we will be delving into this world without much context, we shall provide you this quote from one of the individuals whom you shall see on-screen. He goes by the name of Harry Hart and he has this to say…" The Hosts normally communicated with the audiences directly to their minds or through the large screen in text. There wasn't a single description that could be described in their so-called voice, but this time they could hear a posh voice of a man.
"Since 1849, Kingsman Tailors have clothed the world's most powerful individuals. In 1919, a great number of them had lost their heirs to World War I. That meant a lot of money going uninherited, and a lot of powerful men with the desire to preserve peace and protect life. Our founders realized that they could channel that wealth and influence for the greater good. And so, began our adventure.
An independent international intelligence agency operating at the highest level of discretion. Without the politics and bureaucracy that undermine the intelligence of government-run spy organizations. A suit is the modern gentleman's armor, and the Kingsman agents are the new knights."
The quote regarding fashion really caught Coco's attention, "Are we going to see some good fashion and ass-kicking?"
As for Roman, he silently raised an eyebrow, wondering what's in store for him as he too has a high taste in fashion. As long as it wasn't impractically or much of a hassle, Roman doesn't mind the extra price tag that comes with his criminal lifestyle.
"Swear!" Ruby pointed at her with shock.
"Language, Miss Adel." Glynda agreed with the crimson reaper.
"In due time. Though we will not be seeing much fashion in this one. We may be seeing more of that in future viewings."
"Fine by me." Coco said with a grin, "You don't see me shopping and fawning over clothing in the middle of a battle."
"So… We're watching a spy movie of sorts?" Jaune asked. He always liked the spy genre and he certainly liked the sound of Kingsman.
Tai nodded, "Looks like it."
"I like the title, Kingsman. A step above a huntsman." Nora waved her hands around 'magically' with a glimmer in her eye.
Ozpin's and Cinder's faction took a slight interest in this; seeing how they were also engaged in similar activities. More so on Ozpin's end since it is nice to see powerful groups using their wealth and influence for the greater good instead of the usual greed and self-interest.
"Their great war, World War 1; it's said to be over. Which era does this take place in?" Oobleck asked their Hosts.
"This one takes place long after the World Wars. How long exactly, we will not delve into. Now… The screening begins."
The screen and room darkened.
The scene takes place at the Black Prince Pub. The sign and words were laced with fine gold paint giving it a high-end feel despite being in a rather unrefined area.
"Fancy looking pub. Bet it's gilded." Qrow leaned in closer, wondering how otherworldly drinks would taste like.
"So, before you was a tailor, was you in the army?" Said a voice soon shown to be Gary 'Eggsy' Unwin as the camera cuts to the people inside the pub. "Like an officer?"
A man presumed to be the pub owner was idly sweeping the floor. Behind him were two individuals having a drink in the booth's seat. To the left was a man dressed in a fine suit, while to the right was Eggsy himself, looking like a common street boy.
"That's a nice suit." Coco and Roman said simultaneously.
Jaune looked blankly at the middle-aged man on screen. "Isn't it just a regular suit?"
"Kid. You clearly do not understand high-end fashion." Roman shook his head.
Coco couldn't help but agree, "Hear, hear."
"Whose side are you on?" Ruby grumbled.
"Not quite." The middle-aged man replied. His name is Harry Hart, also known as Galahad.
Everyone recognized the man's voice. It was the exact same one that the Hosts imitated earlier.
"His name is Harry Hart." The Hosts confirmed.
"So, where would you posted? Iraq or something?" Eggsy egged on with a grin.
"Sorry, Eggsy. Classified."
Winter tilted her head slightly, "Those most be where their military is stationed or deployed at."
"Correct."
"Hey, that's like Velvet's accent," Ruby remarked on the rabbit faunus particular accent.
Velvet's rabbit ears twitched, "It certainly does."
"Sounds like one of the lower social dialects," Qrow grunted, having heard similar accents during his trips.
"Uncle Qrow!"
"He's not wrong," Roman muttered.
Eggsy made a face, looking amused and mischievous. "But my dad saved your life, yeah?"
The gentleman looked at the young man flatly, "The day your father died, I missed something. If it weren't for his courage, my mistake would have cost the lives of every man present. So, I owe him." That got a smug nod from Eggsy. "Your father was a brave man, a good man." Eggsy seemed gleeful at the praises Harry was giving to his deceased father. "And having read your files, I think he'd be bitterly disappointed in the choices you've made." That seemed to kill their good mood.
Ironwood rubbed his chin, "Sad, but true from what I saw with some military families." It was unfortunate, but that's just how some people cope with their losses.
"Indeed." Ozpin drank from his mug. It was no different with huntsmen families as well.
"You can't talk to me like that." Eggsy sat back.
"Huge IQ, great performance at primary school." Harry paused, letting the young man know where this was going. "And it all went tits up. Drugs, petty crime, never had a job."
Someone coughed from Cinder's group, "Roman. Cough, cough."
"Very funny," Roman replied drily.
"Oh, you think is a lot of jobs going around here, do you?" He shot back.
"It doesn't explain why you gave up your hobbies. First-prize regional under-tens gymnastics two years in a row? Your coach had you pegged as Olympic team material."
"How disheartening." Glynda sighed, hearing about the young man's fall from grace.
Qrow glared at his sister who returned it in kind, "Tell me about it."
"Easy there, Qrow. Everyone has their own choices to make." Tai looked slightly hurt when he said that. Sure, he didn't appreciate Raven abandoning them, but at the same time, he couldn't really do much about it. It was her own choice that she chose to leave. He was never given a chance to convinced her otherwise because she didn't want to be convinced.
"Like leaving your own daughter," Yang mumbled under her breathe.
"Yeah, well, when you go around someone like my stepdad, you pick up new hobbies pretty quick."
"That's not good," Jaune said.
"It most certainly is not." Winter eyed Qrow and his nieces.
Weiss seemed to catch on what her sister is implying, "My teammates are nothing like that." She assured Winter. She can't imagine Ruby doing that sort of thing. As for Yang… Maybe? Not really.
"Uhh, of course. Always someone else's fault." The words seemed to hit a mark on Eggsy's demeanor, making him turn away from the gentleman. But Harry was not done yet, "Who's to blame for you quitting the marines? You were halfway through training, doing brilliantly, but you gave up."
The mentioning of the marines caught Ironwood's attention. "The marines?"
"Yes. The Royal Marines. They are a highly specialized and adaptable light infantry force that is deployed worldwide and are trained to handle a wide range of threats. In modern-day, they are the elite forces of the British Armed Forces."
"Don't tell me you're starting up some new military program Jimmy." Qrow groaned, having enough of the Specialists program already. "You're already in trouble for creating the Specialist program."
Glynda and Ozpin shared Qrow's sentiment but didn't voice it. They can discuss this once should the topic comes up. At Remnant, of course. They won't be planning any important meetings in an interdimensional movie theater.
"I have no intention of doing so." Ironwood replied, "At least, for the time being."
"Because my mum went mental! Banging on about losing me, as well as my dad!" Eggsy leaned closer to Harry, anger spilling out. "Didn't want me being cannon fodder for snobs like you. Judging people like me from your ivory towers, with no fault about why we do what we do. We ain't got much choice, you get me? And if we was born with the same silver spoon up our arses, we do just as well as you." Eggsy finished his rant and leaned back. "If not better."
"The sentiment of the common people." Roman grinned along with Emerald. A small portion of the audience glanced at the Schnees, annoying them with their prejudice.
The pub door creaked off-screen followed by the shopkeeper's bell ringing. Several thugs poured into the pub with their leader in a white jacket immediately chewing out Eggsy.
"What the fuck you doing here? You're taking a piss?" He pointed a finger at Eggsy. The thug's leader's name was Rottweiler, and he was clearly upset.
"Swear!" Ruby cried out.
Yang sighed and cracked her knuckles. "You might want to get used to this, Rubes."
"Can we… Censor the swearing?" Tai asked politely. He didn't want his youngest daughter listening to the awful profanity that the cruel world has developed. She may be a huntress-in-training, but she's still his baby girl.
Everyone gave him a flat look. "Seriously?"
"That is not necessary."
Harry looked at them with disinterest and turned towards Eggsy, "Some more examples of young men who simply need a silver suppository."
Eggsy looked at him with a 'not now' expression, trying to keep things to escalating with the group of thugs. "Nah, they're exceptions. C'mon." He did not want them getting into trouble with these ruffians.
"He's oddly calm," Pyrrha remarked.
"If what Eggsy said is true, then this guy must have some combat experiences," Sun answered.
Nora giggled at the funny name. "Hehe, Eggsy."
"Nonsense. We haven't finished our drinks." Harry replied coolly, not bothered by the thugs converging on them.
"Amen to that." Qrow raised his drink.
Roman agreed, "I second that."
A short and stout thug, called Poodle, jerked his thumb at his leader looking like he was about to tear Eggsy a new one. "After you nicked his car, Dean says your fair guy and I don't give a shit what your mom says." He growled.
Blake raised an eyebrow, "I had no idea what that guy just said."
"Basically, the kid is in for it now." Mercury got the gist of the fat thug's language. That's what you pick up when your father is an assassin. "Looks like his mom is married to their leader or something. Must be his stepdad."
"Um, listen, boys:" Everyone turned towards Harry, "I've had a rather emotional day. So, whatever your beef with Eggsy is, and I'm sure it's well-founded…" He glanced at Eggsy, who had his jaws slightly agape at the man's belittlement of him. "I'd appreciate it, enormously if you could just leave us in peace until I finish this lovely pint of Guinness." His eyes twinkled at the mention of his drink.
"That's one way to say get lost," Weiss muttered, impressed by passive-aggressiveness the gentleman can dish out.
Qrow's eyes also twinkled, putting away his drink. "Eeeey. A guy who loves his drinks. Hand me a glass will ya?" The Hosts complied, giving him a glass full of Guinness. "Oh, man… This is good."
His sister silently followed suit. As for Roman, he held off on the drinking for the time being. He wanted to finish his cigar.
"Must you always?" Winter asked, hating nearly all alcoholic beverages with a passion.
"You need to loosen up. Have a drink."
"No."
The thugs looked at each other, wondering if the guy was serious while Eggsy closed his eyes and awkwardly glanced back at the thugs hoping that they wouldn't shank the guy for getting in their way.
Rottweiler looked menacingly at Harry. "You should get out of way, granddaddy. You'll get hurt and all." He said in a low voice.
"He ain't joking, you should go." Eggsy said softly. Harry looked disappointed, even sad as he set down his drink and got up from his seat.
"Okay," Qrow spoke up, "You do not separate a man from his drink."
"And you certainly do not make a man put down his drink." Roman added, "Also, is the kid blind? That man can clearly handle those backwater men with ease." From afar and to the untrained eyes, Harry was just an ordinary guy in a fancy suit. To all the adults in the room, he was far from that.
Ozpin simply smiled at Eggsy's concern for the older man, "This young man's heart is in the right place despite his flaws." Underneath Eggsy's tough and delinquent-like exterior, he was certainly caring.
"Excuse me." He said politely, picking up his umbrella and made his way towards the exit.
Neo and Roman stared at the man's umbrella and grinned. They knew where this was going.
"Well, Neo. Let's see what Mr. Fancy can do."
"I cannot wait." Her sign read.
Just as he was about to leave, Poodle couldn't help but jeer at the gentleman. "If you're looking for another rentboy, there are on the corner of Smith Street."
Beat.
"He did not just say that," Roman said unamusingly.
"They just sealed their fate." Vernal snorted.
Ruby frowned, "What's a rentboy?" Those who knew of the term fidget in their seats, not wanting to explain to the innocent girl what it meant. She glanced around looking frustrated, "Hey! I'm an adult now!"
Tai shifted his eyes around. "Uhm… Hey, look! The fight is about to start."
"Ready, Velvet?" Coco asked her friend, who already had her camera out.
"Ready."
Harry slowed his walk to a standstill. The thugs didn't seem to notice this as they had their attention turned back to Eggsy.
Glancing at the pub door bolts, Harry latched the bolts shut. "Manners." The thugs turned around. "Maketh." He latched another door bolt shut and clicked the door lock. "Man."
"Indeed." Ozpin raised his mug to praise the quote.
Glynda glared at her students, making them sink into their seats. "Certainly."
"Now, they are all trapped in there with him." Yang grinned, her feet was bouncing restlessly on the floor as she anticipated what comes next.
The thugs slowly walked towards Harry, sizing him up. Eggsy closed his eyes, fearing for the worse as Harry looked nothing like a fighter in his eyes. Harry even had his back to the thugs as they closed in on him!
"Do you know what that means?" Harry asked the thugs, who simply looked at each other. A polished plaque allowed him to see what goes on behind him. "Then let me teach you a lesson." He slid the hooked handle of his umbrella at a glass cup and flung it at Rottweiler.
The glass struck him square in the head, shattering into pieces, knocking Rottweiler out cold. His lackeys moved out of the way as Rottweiler fell backward, falling flat on his back, unconscious for the duration.
"That was awesome." Neptune chuckled before catching himself.
In the 'villain' section, Neo was clapping respectfully at Harry's initial attack. She raised her sign, "Let the bar fight commence."
"You said it Neo." Roman leaned back with his Guinness drink, "Uh… You signed it? Anyway, let's enjoy the show."
Eggsy expression changed from anxiety to awe in an instance, watching Harry casually and confidentially strolled forward to confront the remaining ruffians. One by one, they turned away from their downed leader and glared at the man.
"Are we going to stand around here all day, or are we going to fight?" Harry asked them.
"I have got to use that as my pre-asskicking one-liner." Coco grinned viciously.
"Swear," Ruby said flatly.
One of the thugs immediately shoved his peers aside and threw a wide, clumsy hook punch at Harry.
Harry leaned back slightly; the hooked handle of his umbrella immediately redirected the thug's attack into Poodle. Time slowed down for a brief second as the thug's punch knocked loose one of Poodle's teeth, sending it flying back towards another goon behind him. The goon looked at it with disgust and managed to move out of its way.
Yang also had the same disgust look, "Ew. Ew."
"Skillful display of close quarter combat." Winter noted, "Impressive counter as well, using his opponent's own attack against his enemies."
"Whoa. I missed that, what did he just do?" Jaune asked his teammates.
Ren answered, "He used his umbrella to change the direction of his opponent's swing." The quiet boy was impressed by the man's ability to fight. Even without aura, his movement was but a blur to most of the students.
"I need to learn how to do that." Neo's sign said. Her eyes narrowed down on a certain blond girl who loves to punch things.
Yang felt the stares coming from Neo and turned to face her. She knew exactly what she was thinking. The blond girl sneered and punched her own palm to intimidate her, but Neo merely stuck her tongue out. Neo already won their last encounter, if it weren't for Raven interfering, she would have killed her already.
Time reversed and reverted back to normal, showing the motion in real-time.
Poodle fell back from the friendly fire/punch and slammed into the bar counter before falling to the ground. The thugs immediately attacked the posh man, their numbers meant very little as they had horrible teamwork.
"Pathetic." Cinder scoffed at the gangsters' attempt to land a single strike on Harry.
"Certainly not a sound strategy to partake in." Said Emerald, "I doubt they even know how teamwork works outside of rushing the enemy at once."
Mercury grinned as he watched the thugs get put in their place. "That's where no training gets you."
Harry planted a kick on a thug and deflected an attack from another before smacking the ruffian away with his umbrella. Another thug charged and grabbed him by the shoulder, his arm pulled back as he was ready to deliver a punch, but Harry slammed the handle of his umbrella into his gut driving the air out of him.
He then turned his attention to a dark-skinned goon and backhanded the guy. With one hand free, Harry swung his umbrella to his right and struck another thug in the head.
A vicious-looking ruffian pulled out a knife and lunged at Harry. Seeing the attack, Harry pulled the dark-skinned thug over as a meat shield. The knife-wielding thug stabbed his comrade on the shoulder and quickly pulled back, looking a bit shocked at what he just did to his friend.
Neptune winced, "Oooh… So glad we don't hurt each other like that during training." Thank Remnant they have aura to avoid this kind of happening. He did not want to be removing bullets out of his skin from the infirmary.
"That's exactly why every huntresses and huntsmen go through years' worth of training before receiving their license." Ironwood explained, "This is what the huntsmen academies exist for."
"Reminds me of how Cardin unintentionally took out his own teammate with his mace," Weiss mumbled.
They remembered how Team CRDL got thrashed by Pyrrha during combat training causing Cardin to lose focus and recklessly attack the champion. The brute did not watch where he was swinging his mace and struck one of his teammates, Dove; in the head, knocking him out. If that happened out on a real mission, it would have been very bad.
Without pausing, Harry kicked the dark-skinned goon's leg out from under him and parried another attack. He then swung his umbrella, striking the dark-skinned thug, sending the man flat on the floor.
From the seat booths, Eggsy looked on with great interest as the fight raged on.
"The kids enjoying the bar fight. Luckily bastard."
"Qrow!" Yang and Tai shouted at their friend and uncle.
He shrugged and placed both hands behind his head, "What? It's true. How many bar fights don't result in everyone getting drag into it? Physically speaking."
"Not many?" Sun guessed haphazardly.
"You got that right, kid. Everyone is fair game in a bar fight."
"Like you would know." Winter sneered.
The sheathing of a knife could be heard from behind and Harry ducked out of the attack, striking his attacker and driving his umbrella through the gangster's armpit, hooking him over.
Poodle charged over from the side, screaming as he tried to slice Harry across the face. Still holding onto another thug, Harry countered Poodle's attack with his umbrella, disarming and pushing him back.
The stout man fell onto the counter, breaking some glasses along the way, but quickly recovered. Poodle's eyes fell on a glass beer bottle and picked it up, swinging it overhead towards Harry.
Having enough, Harry fired an electric and magnetic wire from his umbrella. The wire wrapped around Poodle's wrist knocking him back towards the counter. Poodle fell back, his wrist magnetically attached to the bar counter railing and delivered a non-lethal amount of electricity, rendering Poodle unconscious.
Ruby blinked, "Whoa! So cool! His umbrella is also a gun? What did he just fire?"
"I am uncertain about the composition of the projectile fired, but it appears that it contains magnetic and electrical properties," Penny answered her friend.
"Interesting." Ironwood rubbed his chin. He can see a particular usage of this sort of device in law enforcement. It's also useful for restraining dangerous individuals out on the battlefield. "Penny, Winter. Please write down what you can. I have a feeling that we will be seeing something interesting along the way."
"Yes, sir."
In the 'villain' section, Neo was wondering if it was time to upgrade her umbrella that is also her weapon. She wasn't the only one thinking about that. Roman and Mercury shared similar thoughts, only theirs was in regard to the projectile that Harry had fired from his umbrella. It would be a useful addition to their arsenal.
Harry dropped the thug he was holding onto and slammed his umbrella into his chest, knocking him onto the table, breaking it. He then hooked another thug on the neck and threw him onto another one that had started to pick himself up. The two goons had their heads slammed together and fell onto the floor, knocked out.
The knife-wielding thug returned and lunged towards Harry only to have his knife-wielding arm gripped aside and his guts walloped. The hooked handle slung around the thug's neck, pulling him to face the bar counter. With a fierce kick to the thug's thigh, Harry sent his opponent into the counter's rail, denting it in the process.
"Now that's a kick." Mercury grinned, "For a dude that doesn't have his aura unlocked."
"This world doesn't have aura, Mercury." Cinder reminded him.
"I knew that."
Emerald rolled her eyes, "Sure you do."
By then, Rottweiler has regained consciousness and pulled his revolver from his pants. Harry saw this and immediately opened his umbrella, ducking behind it just as Rottweiler aimed his gun at him.
Ruby frowned at that, "That's not fair."
"That's how real-life works, red." Roman savored his drink and ignored the glares that came his way.
"Hate to say it, but he's right." Qrow said, "No one will be fighting fair in a real fight."
Ruby pouted a bit, but let it go, figuring that they were right.
Several shots rang out in the pub, striking the umbrella but never penetrating the ballistic umbrella. Despite looking like an ordinary umbrella, it was far from what anyone would have expected. It was surprisingly hi-tech. A greenish camera screen and a digital interface were displayed; allowing Harry to see what was going on in front of him without risking his head.
Sun swallowed his snacks with a surprised face, "I didn't know his umbrella could do that."
"Looks are truly deceiving," Ozpin said with a smile.
"A weapon truly befitting that of a gentleman." Port chuckled.
Meanwhile, the Atlesians were writing down in detailed what they are observing. A thin fabric capable of withstanding high-velocity bullets at short range is nothing; take Neo's umbrella for an example. It's the interface that really got their attention. They may not have any particular application for it in the meantime, but it was worth going over.
Rottweiler fired wildly with a rabid expression, "YOU FUCKING DIRTY, FUCKING DIRTY…" He ceased swearing. His gun was out of ammo and Harry was unharmed. Rottweiler shakily looked at his gun and knew that he was royally screwed.
"You deserve what's coming next for ya," Coco said with a grin.
Harry twisted the handle of his umbrella, setting his projectile to STUN and fired. The rubber bullet struck Rottweiler in the forehead, making him backflip in the air before landing flat on his back.
"So, it has multiple settings. Quite useful considering his occupation as a spy." Oobleck mused.
'And useful in law enforcement.' Ironwood was already drawing things up to give to the weapons development team back in Atlas.
"So cool!" Ruby exclaimed. For a world without aura and impossibly cool weapons, this one certainly exceeded her expectations. "Please tell me there will be more!" She was extremely interested in how people without aura fight in this world. Their weapons as well.
With his last opponent dispatched, Harry closed his umbrella while maintaining his professional demeanor. However, all was not over yet. The pub owner quickly reached over to his phone and started to dial the police.
That won't do.
Harry set the handle of his umbrella on his arm and tinkered with his watch, setting it to AMNESIA and fired a dart at the pub owner. Within seconds the pub owner fell on his counter, never to remember this moment of his life.
Glynda flattens her lips, "A bit over the top there. He was doing the reasonable thing by calling the authorities."
"His watch is also a gun?!" Ruby squeaked, "And it has multiple settings! Does he have any more weapons? What are they? I need to know!"
"Calm down!" Weiss snapped at her partner.
"Now that's an inspiration I can take from." Roman can already picture the finest wristwatch on his wrist, serving as his secondary and surprise weapon. That is if he can survive long enough from Cinder's employment.
Eggsy's mouth was now wide open as he shifted his eyes back to the man whom he had insulted for being a snob not long ago. Harry looked slightly amused, setting his umbrella down near his seat and returned to finish his drink. The young man was now sitting up straight; out of fear and respect for Harry. Who wouldn't be after all of this?!
Letting out a sigh, Harry reached for his drink and slowly downed the remaining content. He then set the glass down and returned to business with the young man.
"The man finally finishes his drink." Qrow wiped a tear from his eye, "What a lovely reunion." Everyone rolled their eyes at Qrow's dramatic interpretation of the scene.
Raven put her hand over her face, looking embarrassed. "I don't know this man. We are not related."
"Sorry about that. Needed to let off a little steam. Heard yesterday that a friend of mine died." A melancholy look passed over Harry's face. "He knew your father too actually."
"So that's what he meant by having an emotional day." Ironwood set his jaw. He can respect a man that can handle his emotions while teaching a few ruffians a lesson. To do so in a high-end tailored suit while maintaining a polite demeanor; this man is truly a Kingsman.
"My condolences to this fine gentleman." Port respectfully said.
"This guy is hardcore..." Neptune was awed, suddenly feeling inspired by Harry's attitude. If this man… This Kingsman can be honest about himself why maintaining a cool demeanor, then he can too.
Harry got up from his seat. "Now, I do apologize Eggsy. I shouldn't have done this in front of you." Harry glanced at his watch and pointed it at him.
"Aw, what?!" Yang shouted at the sudden twist. "Come on, he didn't do anything!"
"No witnesses, apparently." Mercury shrugged.
Sun and Neptune looked at each other and crossed their arms, unfazed. "He'll convince the guy otherwise."
"No, please I won't say nothing." Eggsy raised both of his hands in the air. "I swear. If there's one thing I can do it's keep my mouth shut."
"You won't tell a soul?"
"Ask the feds, I've never grassed anyone up."
Roman laughed, "I like this kid."
"Is that a promise?"
"On my life!" The tension slowly tuned up as the two stared at each other.
After a few seconds, Harry lowered his arm. "Much appreciated, Eggsy." He retrieved his umbrella. "You're right about the snobs. But there too, there are exceptions." He placed a hand on Eggsy's shoulder. "Best of luck with everything."
Ozpin chuckled at the man's polite attitude. The comedically serious always makes him laugh for some reason. It must be the tone of Harry's voice that made it funnier. "So, this man is a Kingsman. I must say, I am quite impressed with what this gentleman represents and his abilities."
"Are all Kingsman this fashionable and posh?" Coco asked the Hosts. She could start restructuring her fan club she has back at Beacon. "Not to mention being an awesome ass-kicker?"
"Yes."
"They certainly live up to their title." Cinder purred, though deep down she was glad such an organization doesn't exist seeing how they were on the 'good' side of things. The closest thing Remnant has is Ozpin's brotherhood, and they were few in numbers, supposedly.
Harry walked through the pub, ignoring the unconscious bodies of the thugs whom he had just beaten a moment earlier. He unlocked the door and exited the pub, leaving Eggsy behind to think about the next choice in life.
The screen cuts black.
"We hope that this presentation took your mind off of our previous viewing."
"It kinda did until you reminded us… Oh." Emerald awkwardly sat back in her seat. "Forget what I said."
"Indeed. We shall continue to move on with another lighthearted screening before returning to something darker."
Ozpin mused on their words for a moment. "So, you're balancing our viewing?" That would explain the ups and downs so far.
"Correct. But know that this will not always be the case for future presentations. Please wait while we prepare the next presentation. We shall return very soon."
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"Okay. That was pretty cool." Blake admits to her friends about the viewing that they had just watched.
Yang grinned, "I know right? The guy kicked as- I mean, kicked their butts." Her teammates rolled their eyes but agreed it was an enjoyable screening.
"So… What do you think is next?"
"Hopefully something funny like… The…" Pyrrha's voice got caught in her throat, trying to say the comedically screening they saw just before the horrifying war.
"Biggus Dickus." Yang laid it out, causing everyone to laugh.
Weiss tried to wipe the grin off her face but failed, "U-ugh. So, vulgar."
"You're the one smiling, Ice Queen." Yang shot back. Before Weiss could make out a response, everyone felt the Hosts returning to the room.
"We've returned, let us begin our next presentation." Everyone cranked their heads back to the screen, wondering what will be shown next. "But before we begin, we will be adding a few more guests to the room."
NEXT: Baka to Test: Class F Vs Class E
This is probably the only anime that isn't old like Yu Yu Hakusho I can tolerate watching. I kinda like the 'combat' of that show.
Not into anime, but I can tolerate it. Might do some of those in the future. I do like some 'tactical' mangas like Gunka No Baltzar and World Trigger.
Pardon my grammar, spelling, and sequences description.
I was ill...
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