9 Months To Live
Chapter 23:Free Bird
Disclaimer:I just wanna… DANCE. LOOK AT ME I'M DANCING. SON OF A BITCH I'M DANCING! WATCH ME GO, WATCH ME-*cuts off midway and bolts towards the rights to RWBY, only to get tazed* GOD DAMNIT
I don't own the rights to RWBY.
AN: Well, excuse me while I get this out of my system.
BALLS!
Okay, good, that's all out. I was hit by a hurricane recently, my family dog passed away, and a bunch of other shit hit me in September (do you remember), so I had to put some of my stuff on hiatus, which a lot of RWBY content came out overtime, Volume 5 among one of them. My guess for things that's gonna happen? Tai is gonna die alone, wondering why he has so much bad luck as Qrow beaks into his fridge for a beer. I'm sorry about making you ladies, gents, and Schnees wait so long. But remember. Patience. It can be the key to victory, while other times you wondered why you waited so long...for something so disappointing. Now, speculation on the end by some, I ain't givin jack shit away. Enjoy that only, I the writer, in all my tom fuckery, know first.
Junior was having an okay day. Business was slow, but with his recent investment in a frozen margarita machine for the summer, he was bound to get some customers. People go crazy over frozen stuff, as he justified his purchase to himself.
However, the slog of the day was interrupted by a large group of his men running in from the doors.
"What are you idiots doing back inside? I don't care how hot it is to be outside in summer in black suits, you got out there and advertise this place! You think your paychecks come from the Tooth Fairy?!"
One of the more veteran employees spoke up. "Boss, the scary blonde chick, ya know the one that nearly crushed your-
"I KNOW." Junior growled. It was still a sensitive subject with him. "What does she have to do with anything?"
The bouncer gulped "She's coming. With friends."
Junior paled. Oh god, anything but that blonde demon! He went 3 years of not seeing her! He just recovered paying off all the damage she'd done last time, from ruining the dance floor, putting half his staff in the hospital including himself, breaking all of his windows, the burn marks that ruined some of the paint, and the booze she destroyed. Weirdest thing of all was a bird flying in and managing to get away with some of the stuff of the upper shelf. What would a crow even do with that much whiskey and vodka?!
Okay, so maybe Junior made some, just a little shady deals. But only to save his club! After Torchwick got arrested, Junior actually ran a real business. For the most part.
Junior acted fast and steeled himself for the worst. "Don't even bother with the doors. Go out back and get the big guns. Only come out when if you hear fighting going on."
One person raised their hand "What would that sound like?"
Junior groaned internally. He really needed to raise the bar for his hiring standards. "It would sound like loud crashes followed by screams and grunts. Now GO!" He barked, the goons scurrying off to the back.
The Club Owner steeled himself for the worst, and gave his regards to his remaining testicle.
Just as he expected (and feared) a loud explosion knocked down his door, followed by an all too familiar voice hollering out "I'M BACKKKKKK!"
Yang strolled into the club, Blake and her father following close behind her. "Hey Junior, nice to see you remodeled."
"What do you want Blondie?" Junior growled. He was not in the mood for her games.
"Why Junior, is that anyway to greet a lady?" Yang said with a cheeky grin
"You're no lady, you're a demon who makes my life hell."
Tai looked over the scene playing out before him with a brow raised. He was completely lost on what was going on. He turned to Blake "Could you fill me in on how this bartender knows my daughter?"
"Yang broke in here right before she entered Beacon, interrogated him in...methods I don't feel comfortable telling you, then continued to destroy the club. She returned later during our first year with Neptune to slightly less violent results." Blake said as if was as casual sort of thing, which to be fair, with her partner, it kinda was.
"God damnit Yang." Tai muttered under his breath.
Meanwhile, Junior was trying his best not to show fear, but it seemed the demon could smell it on him. Then again, that might just be the nervous sweat he was in. "Look, let's get straight to the point. What do you want?"
Yang faked an offended look "Why Junior, all I want to know is if you done any dealing lately."
"Blondie, you know what I do. Of course I have." Junior rolled his eyes.
"Not the usual. Someone like Cinder, like Roman. This time a man who calls himself the Captain."
Junior eyes widened at this, somehow paling even more. "I-I-I don't know who you're talking about."
"Tell me Junior, what do I look like to you?"
"What?" The bar owner was caught off guard by the question.
"What do I look like to you?" Yang questioned again, playing the cute innocent persona again.
Junior knew this question. The question every man feared bar one.
"Well, I think you're a rather strong, independent, wom-"
"Do I look like a bitch?"
"What?"
"Because why are you trying to screw me over like one, Junior?" Yang growled, her eyes flashing red for a brief second.
Junior knew it was time to drop the facade. He couldn't afford to give up info. Not when the man made it clear how much was at risk when dealing with the enigma known as the Captain. "NOW!" He yelled, his men coming in, armed no longer with the old red machetes from years ago, but actual quality weapons, not quite on huntsmen level, but there was actual variety among them, from chainswords to what looked like a mix of a flamethrower and a nail gun.
Junior took this opportunity to bolt for it. Like hell he could win against them, Blondie fucked up the place 4 years ago when she was first going to combat school. Now she's a huntress with 2 others? Fuck that! His improved men might last as a better dirtraction at least.
Tai caught sight of the big man running for his life. "Do you two think you can handle this while I go catch what's his name?" he asked Yang and Blake.
Blake looked at the crowd surrounding them, closing in on them like a cat approaching it's prey. "Actually, some help would be-"
"We got it Dad! Just try not to pass out of old age when chasing after him." Yang cut off Blake.
"God damnit Yang." The cat faunus muttered as she pulled out Gambol Shroud, bracing herself for combat. Why didn't she go with Jaune and Weiss? She bet they were probably having a blast.
Raindrops keep falling on my head, keep ah falling on my head-
Jaune and Weiss stood silently in the elevator up to the CTT, bland music playing softly in the background.
"So…" Jaune said slowly. "Nice weather we're having."
Weiss just scowled at the knight's pathetic attempt at small talk.
Working with team RWBY was no new experience to Jaune. Heck, more often than not, he and Ruby got the two teams to work together on grimm hunts for Beacon, but it was always Ruby to act as the medium between her own team and his. Weiss hated his guts, Jaune felt like he never even had a conversation with Blake before, and Yang...was Yang. So maybe sending his own team off with Pyrrha in charge to go find the Fall Maiden was not the best idea. Jaune meant no offense to Pyrrha, hell she was one of the reasons he hadn't been mauled to death by a grimm at this point, but he felt like he wasn't suited to manage a team like RWBY. It felt wrong.
"Quite sulking you dolt." Jaune looked up, Weiss snapping him out of his own thoughts.
"Sorry. Just had my mind on other things."
"We will find her. Then I will give her an earful of how worried she had all of us." Weiss stated as if it was fact. Jaune merely nodded.
"I know. But… I can't help but feel...I'm not fit to be leading this search party. It's my fault she got kidnaped in the first place-"
CRACK
Jaune stood there rubbing his cheek, a red hand mark already forming. "Owwwww. I needed that."
Weiss crossed her arms and let out a huff. "Yes. Yes you did."
DING.
The elevator door slid open to the main floor, showing a man working a receptionist desk. The man looked up and saw the two walking towards him "Hello my dude and dudette! What brings you to my humble abode!"
"Hello-" Jaune paused and looked the name tag "Vic. Me and my friend here are wondering if we could have access to the Schnee shipping manuscript."
"No can do, amigo! Only people who can do that are Schnee's themselves!" Jaune looked at him in confusion. How did this man not know who Weiss was? How many people have white hair that young?!
Weiss raised her hand "I am Weiss Schnee, heiress to the company. I believe I have access to them."
Vic looked the Heiress in amazement "Woah! Well why didn't you just start with that, compadre! Here, let me get the key to you, then I'll just send you on your merry way!" and with that, he pushed his rolling chair over to a filing cabinet, rummaging through it then handing them the key card. "Here you go, just remember to return it amigo! Don't want a repeat of the last time I had someone not return a key. No-a-runo! I still remember those red and blue idiots running around"
Jaune and Weiss slowly backed away as the receptionist continued to ramble on about some lunatics in red and blue armor coming in and causing a whole list of episodic shenanigans.
Weiss blinked as they made their way over to a monitor "Well...that was-"
"-an experience. Let's go with that." Jaune finished. "Now, let's get to combing through that info, we'll be like junior detectives, like Sun and Neptune"
Weiss mentally groaned. "Please, like I would be as barbaric as those two."
"Awh, but we even have the buddy cop dynamic!"
"What?"
"Well, you're the grouchy experienced one with a cynical view on life, and I'm the fresh from academy new recruit that got partnered with you! Together, we'll clean the streets of Vale while discovering the mystery behind the tragic event that made you so jaded! "
"No. Just no." Weiss deadpanned. "Now start looking over the manuscripts, you dolt."
The two wasted no more time and starting looking through the information in front of them. Nothing seemed to out of the usual, but they couldn't afford to gloss over any detail, no matter how small.
However, one thing caught Jaune's attention. "Hey Weiss, can you do a background check on a Lee Patton? I got a feeling about this one…"
The heiress quickly typed it into the search bar, looking at the results "It's blank, and the CCT keeps records of all dust buyers to prevent it getting into the wrong hands. The only thing that came up was two famous military leaders from history, General Lee Scott and Doyle Patton…" Weiss said "And it doesn't help that the dust was shipped off to near an old base used in the Great War…"
"Weiss, I think we found our-"
Come at me, and you'll see, I'm more than meets the eye-
Weiss looked at her buzzing scroll, a picture of Yang with the caption Golden Girl
Jaune looked at her with a raised brow. "Do I want to know?"
"Yang hijacked all of team's RWBY's scrolls and inputted her name different for each one and no one but her knows how to change it back. The original one was far worse." Weiss recalled, shuddering, then answering the call "Hello Yang. We found a lead how about you?"
"Ah, well ya see, I-DO THAT AND THIS GAUNTLET WILL BE SHOVED SO FAR UP YOUR ASS YOU WILL TASTE THE DUST!- Kinda busy right now." Yang voice panted out, followed by a lot of background noise.
Weiss rubbed the bridge of her nose "You got into a fight and need me and Jaune to come and help the rest of you?"
"That would be nice, yes. These assholes seemed to have improved since I've last been here. BLAKE, GET THE DJ! I HATE THIS SONG!"
Jaune looked at Weiss as the call disconnected "We should probably go help them out."
"Do we have to?"
"Weiss!"
"Oh, they're grown huntresses. They can handle it."
"Come on. Save a copy of the manuscript and let's go help them. We need to make sure we keep collateral down to a minimum. If Yang is anything like Nora, we might want to finish this before a building gets burned down. They still don't allow us into IHOP anymore..."
Qrow set raised his glass up, taking a long draw from the whiskey he ordered. Dear god he was not drunk enough to deal with his sister right now. "So, Raven."
"Qrow." She glared at him, her glass untouched, golden liquor touching the brim.
"Got Tai tinder as a joke about a month ago. That was hilarious
Raven rolled her eyes. Qrow was trying to annoy her, and while the blonde idiot attempting to get out there was hillarious to her, it was not the real reason why.
"What do you want, brother?" She snapped.
Qrow held his hands up in defense "Well excuse me for trying to tell you about how your remaining team's doing."
"What. Do. You. Want?" She gritted out, her patience running thin.
"Fine, but first, you gonna drink that?" Qrow asked, pointing to her still full glass.
Raven rolled her eyes. Her excuse of a brother was just as pathetic as he was when she last seen him, clinging to the bottle like some kind of security blanket. "Fine."
Qrow downed the whiskey in one long draw, slamming the shot glass down "How much do you know about Summer's daughter?"
"That she has her special eyes, and that makes her dangerous."
"Wouldn't really give being dangerous to her eyes, more her scythe skills from her teacher. But yes."
"Where are you going with this, you drunken bastard?"
"You do realize that calling me a bastard would make you a bi-"
Raven unsheathed an inch of her katana, the blade flashing in Qrow's eyes "Finish that sentence. See what happens. Now continue."
Qrow let out a sigh. "Well, long story short, she got kidnapped."
"And let me guess, Tai and you want me to help save his precious little daughter." Raven said with biting sarcasm "Sorry, just doesn't seem up my alley."
"Does the fact that she is the last thing of Summer STRQ has? Do those years mean anything to you? Oh wait, they don't, as you abandoned your family the moment the opportunity showed itself! Cause that's all Beacon was for you, a way to get stronger so you could lead your little bandit group!" Qrow yelled, his frustration showing
Raven slammed her fist on the table "I did not abandon my family! You turned your back on the flock when they needed us most!"
"They're a bunch of murderers and thieves, and you know that!" Qrow was at this point was standing straight up to his full towering height, glaring over her "Look, Raven, my niece is out there, the last of Summer's legacy, in the hands of Ironwood, and like hell am I gonna sit around and wait for your sorry ass to stop being an angsty piece of shit. Tai wanted your help, but now, I don't even think you're worth the time. You left your daughter, Tai, me, and Summer. And now, Raven, I'm leaving you." Qrow got up and stormed out the door, leaving the women by herself.
Raven looked at her reflection in the glass. She did what she had to do, right? The bandits needed a leader, and they raised her and Qrow. She couldn't turn her back on them, not when they took the two of them in off the streets, and Qrow wanted nothing to do with them, casting them aside like a diseased pet. She left Yang because she knew Tai was the better option for her, and she couldn't afford to raise a child in the environment the bandits. Only the strong could run with them, and she could not have her own daughter be brought into that life, having to fight everyday just to live. Her brother's little rant had brought up recent wounds, and it hurt...deep.
Raven stood in front of her daughter. "Hello Yang"
The two met in the middle of the Beacon courtyard, the night giving them cover, It was time. Raven had been watching Yang in the shadows, proving her strength. She still had much to learn, but her power was indisputable. With her strength now, she could finally be close to her daughter without worrying for her health, without being able to show weakness.
Needless to say, Raven felt said strength as her daughter punched her right in the jaw, knocking her back a few. To be fair, she did kinda deserve that, not that she would ever say that.
"WHY ARE YOU HERE!? Yang yelled, golden flames flickering off her locks, red eyes glaring into a twin pair.
"I've come to make an offer." She said, dusting herself off as she picked herself up. "You learned a lot from your father, I see." Raven replied, rubbing her now bruised jaw.
"Why. Are. You. Here?" Yang spat out, holding her combat stance.
"Yang, I've been keeping away with you for your own good. I run a-"
"I know what you do. You run a band of murderers and thugs. If you harm anyone here, so help me-"
"I want you to join."
This shocked Yang, her eyes returning to their normal lavender hue. "What?"
"Yang, there's a reason I left you and your father. That group...they raised me and your uncle. They needed a leader, and Qrow refused to help. So I did what I must. I left you with your father, and established myself as the new leader. I left you because I didn't want you to grow up the way I did, having to prove my strength, not showing any weakness, knowing that the slightest look of being vulnerable will having you being stabbed in the back. But you're strong enough now. You can join us, develop further, and I can finally have my daughter."
"But what about Ruby, Dad, my friends?" Yang asked. "Mom-no, Raven, what I'm getting at this is that you left your own daughter for a group of murderous scum of the earth who would backstab me the moment I even look like I'm weak? You left us, and now you want me to do the same? Leave behind Ruby, Dad, Blake, Weiss, and my life I have at Beacon? Just to spend time with a person who claims to be my mother?"
Raven looked dumbfounded. This what not the result she thought would happen. Yang wanted to find her right? "I am your mothe-"
"Summer was more of a mother than you were ever for me. She wasn't in my life long, but she was in it more than you."
Raven blinked, then changed her composure back to her more business like stance. "Very well daughter. You have made your decision." She said, putting back on her helmet, than slicing open a portal. "Farewell, Yang."
Under the helmet, a single tear fell down Raven's cheek. That was all she could allow herself.
Raven felt hollow by the bitter memory. Judging by how Qrow had not mentioned it, it seemed Yang had decided to keep that little event to herself, which was good for the bandit leader. That was a moment of weakness on her part, and she could never be weak.
No matter the cost.
The weak died in this cruel world.
Only the strong can live.
Jaune and Weiss bolted near a club, both unfamiliar with the area, as they both never really found the club life that appealing.
"Think this is the right one?" Jaune asked, only to a man dressed in the same apparel Torchwick's goons fly straight out the window, moaning in pain as he hit the concrete.
"I believe so." Weiss deadpanned.
The knight rolled his eyes as he pulled out his sword, Weiss following suit with her rapier, then both walked in through the broken window, avoiding the sharp glass. The two were unsurprised by the scene that played before them. Yang was a blizzard of combos, combining her punches and kicks with deadly flair, with Blake helping to take down any she missed, but it was clear the the two needed help as the did seem rather tired, and the sheer number of thugs seemed to be overwhelming.
"Hey Yang. Blake. Where's your dad?" Jaune asked, hopping right into the action, blocking a cleaver with his shield then slamming into the guy's head.
"Oh, he went to go chase after the man we came for,
"So Jaune, on a side note, have you picked out any godparents yet?" Yang not so subtly asked as she uppercutted a goon in the face then slammed the poor soul's body back to the ground with a painful crunch.
"Really? You're doing this now? In the middle of a fight?" Jaune looked at her like she was crazy, bashing one of Junior's men with his shield.
"Well, I'm just saying that I would be the coolest godmother of all time."
Weiss snorted as she froze a several thugs "Please Yang, we all know you lack the maturity and responsibility to be godparent. Besides, we all know that I'm an obvious candidate. They would be spoiled by their Aunt Weiss and her wonderful gifts."
Jaune moaned "Oh great, you too Weiss? Blake, please don't tell me you're in on this."
"They would get regular visits to Menagerie. The beaches there are quite lovely." The cat faunus said.
Jaune's eye twitched. "OH FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!" He yelled, violently bashing the pommel of his sword against one particular thug that had been charging at him from the behind. "We are in the middle of a fight, can't this wait?"
"You're one to talk. As I recall during the Vytal Festival our freshman year, you broke up your team's fight to complain about attack names." Blake pointed out
"FLOWER POWER SEEMED LIKE A GOOD IDEA AT THE TIME!" He yelled out in frustration, lashing out on the closest goon to him. "Where is Pyrrha to agree with me when I need her?"
Pyrrha Nikos let out a sneeze.
"You okay Pyrrha?" Ren questioned his temporary leader "I have a drink that might help if you're coming down with a cold"
"I'm good!" Pyrrha answered quickly, fearing what sort of foul tasting beverage he had. "Just felt a little off, that's all."
"Ya know, I wonder when the fall maiden's gonna show up." Nora pondered out loud, her boredom beginning to show.
"Nora, I highly doubt someone such as the fall maiden would just make herself known."
"Not with that attitude, silly!"
Pyrrha rubbed her temples together. Oobleck had gone off the trail for a bit, claiming he saw some old bits of archeology he wanted to check out, and said for them to press on. Now, they were just walking. But at least she and Oobleck both knew how to read a map, because it would have been far worse if they were lost. She couldn't help but wonder how Jaune was doing? Was he saving Ruby? Or what if he was in danger? Or…
No, there was no point in worrying over him. Jaune was not the same person he was when he first came to Beacon. He was a hunter, like each and every one of them. True, he wasn't the strongest, nor the most skilled, and he could be oblivious at times...so...very...oblivious... But he was now independent. He didn't need her anymore.
"Thinking about our fearless leader again, Pyrrha?" Nora appeared right in front of Nora, cutting off her thoughts.
"Well, um...no, well.." She said, her face as red as her hair.
"Look, don't sweat it. Jaune will always be there for us, just like we're there for him. Besides, between you and me, I still think he'll do something stupid without us there to stop him. Remember that time you broke your spear fighting that big manticore grimm and wanted Jaune to melt it down to help with his weapons since his birthday was pretty close?"
"He wanted to make it so the scabbard turned into an attachment to his sword."
"And you were there to kindly tell him it was a stupid idea since I already have all the strength this team needs! But what did you do with the rest of your old spear?" Nora questioned.
"Oh, I sent it back to my parents. They always do like trophies from my fights." Pyrrha said
Ren raised a hand "As touching as this is, we really should get back to looking for the maiden. Time is of the essence."
Jaune looked as the fight finally came to a close. Truth be told, it was clear Ironwood had some hand here. Junior's men were no soldiers, but there was definitely a presence of basic training that raised the difficulty of the situation. Not enough training to be used for major fights but enough that if it they could overwhelm a huntsmen if they were reckless. It was at this moment Tai came through the front door, a Tai'd up (AN: Lone Punderer strikes again) Junior slung over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
"Oh come on, did I miss all the action?" The father groaned as he threw Junior at Yang's feet. "Anyway, here he is Yang. Make dad proud and interrogate him sweetie."
Yang grinned darkly as she ripped the duct tape off of Junior's mouth "Now Junior, don't you know it's rude to leave a lady unsatisfied? Now. The Captain. Talk. Or I complete the set." She threatened, cracking her knuckles.
Junior did what any man would do at the threat of not being a man. He sung like a canary.
Tyrian approached his lady with shallow steps, shame and fear dominating his face.
"Tyrian… what brings you here?" Salem said slowly.
"M-my Lady…" the scorpion psycho stuttered "I'm sorry to say that I failed you. I wanted to bring you the head of the cursed bird, but his sister arrived and assisted him, cutting off my tail in the process. But I-"
Salem, cut off the servant "Tryian...What were your orders?"
"To sabotage and make Ironwood pay for his arrogance against you, your majesty."
"Good, now tell me, what is Ironwood doing?"
Tryian's face fell "Well, I…"
"Does he know have fear of defying me?"
"No, I…"
"So tell me, insect, what did you hope to achieve by going after Ozpin's bird? To anger him? Instead, you brought his sister right to him, and crippled yourself in the process."
Tyrian was shaking, barely holding himself together. He just wanted to please his goddess… Tyrian was a good servant, was he not? "My lady, I only wished to get the thorn out of your side that ruined your last plan-"
"Cinder fell because she got cocky. She strayed from my vision, and because of this, she's dead. Nothing more, nothing less. So what did you go and do, Tyrian?"
"My lady, I-"
"What. Did. You. Do." She emphasized. "And please, do not make me repeat myself again."
"I...disobeyed your orders…" the insane faunus replied like a small child being caught in the act "But only because I thought it would be a great benefit to you!"
"I know. And because of this, you shall stay alive and in my employment. But do not fail me again Tryian." Salem said with a dark undertone to it. "Now, go to Watts. He should be able to supply you a new tail. And do try not to lose this one. I have a mission for you soon, my pet..."
Omake: All loose ends Tai'd up.
Tai was feeling depressed. His life was always kinda rough. First, Raven left him to raise Yang by himself, but then there was the saving grace known as Summer, and Ruby brought even more life. Then she passed away, and for some time, he was stuck in a depression. If not for his little girls, he would have probably decayed away a long time ago.
Then, when he sent his kids off to Beacon, he was paranoid. His girls were his lifeline, but his days from Beacon had been safe enough, well, besides getting thrown out windows by Raven for reasons he'd rather not say, but he felt comfort in the fact that his children would be safe.
Then, the fall happened. His eldest child had lost her arm and partner abandoned her, and Ruby left to god knows where on a dangerous journey with what looked liked a ninja, some crazy ginger ranting about sloths and pancakes, and some other kid who's kinda girlfriend had died at the breach, with hopes of saving Remnant.
When did all this bad luck starting happening to him? He had an amazing childhood, was one of the best in his class in signal, great with the ladies, but that all changed when he made it to Beacon. For some reason, every single bit of bad luck had seemed to radiate towards him. His weapons would break randomly, he'd lose his homework, and dear god his love life had become a downward spiral. It was like he was cursed or something.
Tai's wallowing was cut off as he heard something rummaging around in the kitchen. The hunter's training kicked in, adopting a combat stance and slowly walking towards the kitchen. There, looting his way through HIS fridge, was Qrow.
"Hey Tai. What shelf is your beer on?" The man said nonchalantly.
"Why did you break into the house? You have a key!"
"Lost it. Besides, it was only one window. Now what shelf?"
"Top one, way in the back."
"Thank you" Qrow said, popping the top off the beer bottle. "So, whatcha doing, blondie?"
"Just thinking about how my luck really sucks."
Qrow took a long drain of his beer then set it down. "Sounds like a you problem." He replied,
"No seriously, my luck fucking sucks! Look at my life, I'm a single father of 2 daughters, both from different women, the only one who gives me remotely any help raising them is you of all people, no offense."
"None taken."
"And now Yang lost an arm and Ruby's off on dangerous journey to Haven, of all places, and we both know Lionheart is a huge pussy."
"Well, did you ever think that maybe you did something to piss off someone to give you bad luck?" Qrow said, almost in an accusing manner.
"What makes you say that? I mean, look at me."
"Well, I'm done for now." The drunk said as he held his now empty beer bottle, getting up and heading out the door.
Tai looked at him "You just got here, why are you leaving?"
"My job here is done for today." Qrow replied in a cryptic tone, a smug grin on his face as he threw his empty bottle with much finesse into the trash can, making it.
"What does that mean?"
"Try to figure it out, though I doubt you'll get lucky and find out." The Branwen sniggered at his own joke. That's what you get for sleeping with my sister than taking Summer, ya dick. Qrow thought to himself as he went out the door, Tai's screams following him as certainly something bad had happened to him.