Giles was quite happy with how things had turned out so far, he had managed to obtain new allies in this strange new world he had found himself on, a new base to operate out off and the only that had been asked of him was that he keep doing what he had always enjoyed doing. Working in a workshop with VS and weapon systems, just as he had lived off back home. The monsters may be different, the weapons already available as well but back in a more or less familiar situation, using his mechanical skills to ensure that he continued to live.
"Now that that has been dealt with we should talk about how to integrate you into the school." Glynda spoke up at this point.
"What do you mean? Aren't I just going to be working in the workshop, building you lot VS suits and fixing weapons?" Giles had sworn that was the bulk of it.
Glynda had other things to say on that front apparently. "Oh course not, as a member of the staff here you will have that job of course, but you appear underage for full time employment at Beacon under the rules and laws of Vale. As such you will be accepted, falsely, as a work study program. You will work in the workshop and on any other duties we give you, however you will also attend a couple of the class's here at Beacon. We are a place of education, not a Research and Development lab for weaponry."
Giles suddenly missed living in a society without an actual government. "That's nonsense, I'm 17 years old, back home if you could carry a rifle and reach the controls for a VS you were an adult. I have been fighting for my life against Akrid for years, and working on VS since i was a little kid."
"While your world may be a frozen lawless badlands with no respect for the lives of its occupants, here we protect the young and nurture skills before letting the children fend for themselves." Glynda retorted.
Giles had heard that other worlds was like that sometimes, but he had believed it to be something done only on worlds that had no threats such as Akrid and presumably Grimm.
"What kind of world is this, i thought you said that the times were not peaceful, why is there limits placed in a time where survival should take the fore?" Giles argued.
Ozpin answered this time. "You seem to have gotten the wrong impression from us. The nations of the world are on edge, but there is currently no major threat at play. No major cities are on the verge of being overrun by the Grimm, they are unusually active right now but the situation is not unmanageable. Especially if your VS as you call them are as useful as you might claim."
"So you want me to attend your school? And what, just act like a kid?" Giles was confused by this laid back worlds ways.
"How you act is up to you, so long as it doesn't break the rules of our school or the laws of Vale. But effectively, yes, you would be expected to act as a student of the school, in between the projects you will be working on as per your agreement with Headmaster Ozpin." Glynda again.
Giles was suddenly far less happy. "I Agreed to work on the staff, not act the part of a student."
"And you shall, as soon as your old enough, but as of now, as the second in command of the school, i can not condone someone who is, in the eyes of the law and society, a child work at the school with all the responsibilities that entails."
Ozpin taps his cane on the ground to get our attention, trying to cut this argument down. "Glynda is right. My interest got the better of me. I would like to amend the deal, you shall work, at your own pace and in between class as a work study case, on these wonders that you told us of. However, i also realize that this was not the original deal and would like to extend additional help from our end. The head of our workshop will personally assist you in becoming familiar with our technology. As well as i will provide what assistance i can in the form of harder to acquire technology that you may need. I Have no little resources at my command. What say you?"
Giles sat back in his chair in thought. It would certainly be helpful to have an expert in the technology working with him. On the other hand he had no idea what being a student here entailed. You know what Giles figured he could handle it, what could be so difficult about learning along the future soldiers of this world, certainly it would be a professional group, no one goes into the field of killing willingly except those aware of the risks. Right?
"Very well, I am not happy with this setup, but i have little other options. I shall attend your Academy, but my focus will be on my work, not on the class's. I am already aware of how to fight, and my survival skills will need little work, I will just need an update on what the flora and fauna are and i shall be fine." Giles accepted.
"Good to see you both see reason. Now you shall be housed among the student population, due to your work study nature you will not be assigned to a team. Your schedule will be delivered to you in a days time. Your class's will start on Monday, which is in three days. In the mean time you shall stay in your room. Until we settle the story you shall tell others it would be best to avoid the rest of the students. I have the feeling you will have a hard time fitting in as it is. Telling others of your supposedly alien origin will not endear you to others. Follow me now." Glynda said with the manner of one finally getting someone to accept the obvious.
"Very well. I will come down tomorrow and introduce you to our head mechanic and explain the situation. You can work a little if you wish but only tomorrow. First however you should rest for the night, you seem to have had a long day." Ozpin added.
Giles nodded his thanks to Ozpin for not sticking him in his rooms for days without anything to do. Then he stood and followed after Glynda. She led him wordlessly down the elevator and across the campus. The courtyards had cleared out as the students went to lunch or to class. Giles was happy to not already be dealing with everyone, he was never much for crowds. Glynda led him to the building he had surmised was a barracks. Much to his surprise the building was divided into numerous small housing units.
After a few minutes Glynda led him to a door much like any other and stopped. "This shall be your room for your stay, it has a bathroom attached and sleeping quarters, If you need anything use this Scroll to message me. Head mechanic Ferrus will be with you in the morning as Ozpin promised. I would recommenced you avail your self of the bathroom, you may not be able to smell much with that mask on but i assure you that from here you smell of ash and sweat. You should make a point of trying to present yourself better to your new classmates. Have a good evening." With that Glynda opened the door, handed him a device and scooted him through.
The room had a couple of beds in it and a matching amount of dressers, it also had a couple of desks to work at. The room was utilitarian and bare. Giles found it quite homey.
Giles accepted her orders without much hesitation. For once they were pretty well agreed, a hot shower was a luxury on E.D.N. lll and no one should turn one down. With that idea in tow he turned toward the only other door in the room. He found a small tiled room with a sink, a toilet, a mirror and a shower.
Giles quickly stripped himself of his gear and clothes and jumped into the small cubicle. The controls were quickly found and a jet of scalding warm water was soon cascading over his body. The warm water was quickly soothing his body of any aches and pains left after the harmonizer was done with him earlier. Giles had long ago found that while NEVEC was quite a pain to deal with, their troopers living quarters were some of the best on E.D.N. lll and these quarters were quite similar.
After finishing with the shower Giles dressed himself back in the under layers of his gear, a long sleeve shirt and loose pants that were usually worn over the thermal suit that the harmonizer usually circulated Thermal Energy through. However for the first time in most of his life, Giles went without the under suit. The air was rather warm by his standards, almost uncomfortably so, but he decided that he should get used to the different climate.
Giles walked back out to the room, looked out the window at the noon sun and suddenly realized how tired he was. He closed the curtains on the window and crawled into the bed nearest the wall. He found the mattress to be ridiculously soft and plush, however his body caught up to him quickly and he soon fell asleep.
His last thoughts were regret that he left his families VS back in the woods and nervousness over dealing with this new world that awaited him. A new world with new ways and new rules, a world with a new foe harrying humanity's every step.
That should be a good place to stop. I hate my job sometimes, "Here have 10 days off for Christmas and new years, by the way when you come back do you mind working 10 days in a row to try to catch up?" damn it all.
Gripes and excuses aside i want to point out something funny, I looked up the meaning for Giles Flynn as a name. Giles means "young goat" in Greek and Flynn means "Child of red hair" in Irish, so if you splice that up you kinda get Kid (another name for a young goat) of the red (chop off the hair part), which considering my back story for Giles can be summed up as descendant of a crimson unity member( thus the clothes) means i accidentally chose a name that keeps with RWBY naming conventions. This was not planned.
Finally I honestly did not expect to actually have anyone notice this story when i started out, it was just a way to relax. So i appreciate the favorites and reviews that i have received thus far. Thank you all.