"Heh, fancy ship kid, and you said that this was mostly your design?" Qrow asked me while getting off of the VTOL-AT we took to Beacon.
"Well, the looks are, most of the technical stuff was done by army ordinance and all the ships procured by the quartermaster's corp," I said to him while gesturing for the ship to idle and wait for us.
"I see, well you wanted to meet with Old man Oz right, let's get going," he said walking off. I turn to the two teams getting off of the ship, honestly, it's impressive how people would willingly sign up to be essentially child soldiers, but shit I made an army so who am I to talk.
"Okay guys, get your weapons, we've got an hour before we head back, go-go," I said shooing them off to get their stuff, I walk to the CCT tower soon afterward.
- Beacon Tower -
"Qrow it's good to see you again, oh, and Mr. Nash, to what do I owe the pleasure?" Ozpin said as we exited the elevator.
"Don't know what Qrow is here for, but I'm here to do a bit of gloating, and to discuss the current...situation is think is an appropriate term," I said grabbing a seat in front of his desk and sitting in it.
"Well then gloat away," Ozpin said smirking.
"Heh, I did manage to find the time to make an army old man, and one that outperforms James' one any day of the week," I said cooly.
"Yes, I suppose you have haven't you, well then, onto the current situation then?" Ozpin conceded.
"Yeah, about that, it officially moved from police business to army business, the second I was able to confirm that they are the same group that attacked the dock and our dust supplies," I said annoyed.
"Yes, I figured that would be the case, I'm fine with it, however, I would like to request one thing," he said leaning in.
"Shoot," I said to him.
"You know more than you let on don't you, so tell me, Mr. Nash, what's the real reason you started this army?" he asked me.
"So how long have you suspected me of this?" I asked cautiously, I mean probably back at the police station about a month ago.
"I think you already know, just answer my question," he said to me.
"Okay, well, for one thing, the whole reason we're in this mess is because of a shitty divorce you and the ex couldn't figure out, your wait! Immortal ex-wife, and at the time the only two people on this miserable rock who has magic because the gods decided to just take a break from this little project of theirs, friggin children they are, you know what they should have done, they should have just fuckin fixed their mess instead of reviving you to do it, and not to mention the friggin instructions they gave you worse than Ikea instructions, fuckin unite humanity, there are 50 different ways to do that, not many of which aren't violent or filled with a reign of terror. Also, Ozpin let's be clear, unite humanity does not mean kill Salem, first of all, an impossible task, second of all, you didn't need to, all you need to do is unite humanity in some form, and currently, humanity is united against the Grimm, why nor summon the gods, or did you just conveniently forgot?!" I ranted at him for a good five minutes, when I finished I realized I was up out of the chair making laps around his office, and both Qrow and Ozpin were sitting down in slight shock, and man you could hear a pin drop in that office.
Clearing my throat I spoke again, "I'll just excuse myself now, have a good day sir, I've got a news reporting team to save," I said walking out of the office. Going down the elevator I sigh and let go of a breath I didn't even know I was holding, I think I'll just go and see how RWBY and JNPR are holding up.
- locker room -
"Alright look all I'm saying is that it's not that crazy for someone to have eaten 50 hotdogs in one sitting, I mean is it freaky? Yes. is it impossible? No," Jaune said to the group.
"are we talking about competitive eating now Lieutenant?" I asked walking into the locker room.
"Well yeah kind of, we needed to kill time so we went online and watched some DustTube videos, ruby came across one of a competitive eater and Weiss said how it must have been edited because and I quote 'no one can eat that much in one sitting'," Jaune explained to me.
"Err well good to know," I said awkwardly. With nothing else to do, I decided to pull out my scroll as well and started to browse the internet out of boredom. An hour passes, and I get up, "alright everyone's got their stuff right? C'mon, we've got hostages to save," I said aloud walking off to the bullhead docks.
- end -
Okay, chapter is done, this one is somewhat filler so if it seems off that's why, but I did also want to gloat and rant about old man oz, I mean seriously the whole world's in danger because of a shitty divorce. I mean I've heard of pettiness, but c'mon, two of the world's now most powerful beings fight in front of the kids and you didn't expect collateral damage my god the both of them are retarded I swear, though my judgment is probably a little harsh, I'd love to hear your guys thoughts on the matter.
As always, hope you guys are having a good day, and if there is anything you want me to know, put it in a review, I can't respond to them (mainly because they aren't comments, at least that's how I found the review system to be) but I do read them.