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'Thoughts'
"emphasis and scroll"
"Talking"
"Anger"
Previously
And with that, the trio walk away leaving 'Roy' to pick up their mess. But when he turned to do it, he bumped into someone and fell down after slipping on a vial, "I'm sorry about that. Here, let me help up up."
He turned to look up at the taller figure, met them in the eye and what he saw made him know something was off, 'Hazel?'
Now
General POV/ With 'Roy'
As 'Roy' stands back up to see who helped him, he was filled with a feeling of hope and concern at what he saw. In front of him was a young woman young woman with red hair that is worn in a waist-length ponytail, curled slightly into a loose ringlet. She has a brown corset with a vertical strip of lighter brown in the center and makes her cleavage stand out more. In addition, she has an elastic, black, A-line mini skirt and brown opera-length gloves on both arms. She had elaborate bronze greaves that started below her mid-thigh before continuing downwards into her boots as well as a pair of cuisses that began mid-thigh and ended slightly above her knees. She was also equipped with a bronze bracer capable of connecting with her shield atop the sleeve on her left arm. Her high-heeled boots were brown with bronze trim, matching her skirt and sleeves and reaching up to mid-calf. But out of all these physical traits, the one that stuck out the most were her eyes, they were a different color.
'Her eyes, they aren't green, they're hazel.'. As 'Roy' thought this he noticed that he had been staring. If one were to look into her eyes, they would see small flakes of gold in the center of her iris.
Pyrrha looked at him with a polite smile and said, "As much as I like the reaction, I think that we'd better hurry for the assembly."
He coughs into his hand and laughs nervously, "Y-yeah, by the way, you can call me 'Roy', 'Roy' Rose."
She blinks at him and is taken a little off guard before responding to him with a smile, "It's a pleasure to meet you too, my name is Pyrrha Nikos."
He looks over at the cases, "Yes, well, as much as I'd like to continue I think we should head for the assembly before it's too late."
Pyrrha says to him while turning , "What about the-?"
As she turns she notices that they're missing, 'Roy' speaks up and gestures for her to follow, "Aren't you coming?"
She looks back to him and says, "Yes, I'll be right there."
As they make their way towards their destination Pyrrha tries to strike up a conversation and hesitates to ask, "Do you... know me?"
'Roy' casts her a side glance and smiles telling her, "I know of you, but I don't know you as a person. I assume that you came all the way to Beacon to get away from it all, right?"
She blinks at him with surprise, "And what makes you so sure?"
'Roy' tilts his head down, closes his eyes and puts his hands in his pockets while chuckling, "Well, if you chose to go to Atlas academy people would constantly try to brown nose you. Shade is too out of the way and the environment is incredibly harsh and 95% of the people who DO go there are native to Vacuo. I don't blame you for wanting to get out of the spotlight and I think you did the best you could, if you need help just ask. By the way, you don't mind if I ask you a question now, do you?"
She looks at him a bit stunned before smiling at him and give him a nod of approval, "Your mostly accurate. But sure, I don't mind at all, ask away."
He notices that they are almost there, "Your semblance, it's some form of metal manipulation isn't it?"
She looks at him a bit curious, "And how do you figure that?"
He shrugged and tells he a half-truth, "My little sister is a bit- no, scratch that, she's a big weapons fanatic. She takes notes and forms schematics to just about every weapon she sees. Yours has given her a headache trying to figure out how you're able to change it's form so quickly."
She chuckles, "And you did some guess work and tried to put it together. I'm impressed, but you're not completely on point."
This catches his full attention, but as he was about to ask her what she meant he hears someone tapping the mic and sees it's Professor Ozpin.
Ozpin speaks into the mic, "I'll keep this brief. Now, under normal circumstances I would be the one to give you an introductory speech to grab your attention, but this year at Beacon Academy will be slightly different. So instead, the one giving it will be a teacher that will be taking over our Grimm Studies class. Introducing, Pitch Black."
Student that were there before this year were crying tears of joy when they heard that they'd no longer have to deal with Port, while the majority of freshmen class begins to sweat hoping that the new teacher isn't too bad. As Ozpin finishes his announcement, a man with a tall, lithe, and dark in appearance can be seen walking on stage. He has silver-golden yellow eyes resembling an eclipse, dull pale-gray skin, and glossy black hair that is styled to come out as slick, sharp spikes from the back of his head. He wears a long, black robe with a v-neck line and black sleeves that cling to his arms, obscuring his body like a shadow. Underneath the robe, he wears black trousers, black shoes that click as he walk across the stage, and a grey shirt that matches his skin as it fades to black the lower it goes.
Pitch looks down at all the young and aspiring students while being sure to single out the members of the future Teams JNPR & RWBY, when he's done he begins to speak, "Hello to you all, as you have heard, my name is Pitch Black. I'm going to be perfectly honest with you all. When I look at you all here, all I see are brats. You've all comes hoping improve your skills to their absolute peak, but if you lack the will to move on, your journey here was in vain. Now, each of you have your own reason for coming here. Some of you may be here for the thrill, an escape, you could've been pressured, or just to gain the power to protect the world or those around you. I don't care what your reasons are, I won't fault you for it. I will teach you to be more than you thought possible should you stay."
Pitch pauses for everyone to take in what he said before finishing, "And to those of you in the crowd that are weak willed, know this. That once you become a huntsman or huntress, maybe even before you graduate, that one day you are going to be put in a position where you WILL have take a life to save one... The Creatures of Grimm aren't the only monsters in this world... If you are not prepared for this or have any doubts, leave..."
Fifteen people leave as Pitch finishes his statement, he smiles at the crowd and says, "... Welcome to Beacon, enjoy your stay."
As Pitch walks of stage he earns a glare from Ozpin, "Don't you think you went overboard?"
He laughs at Ozpin while standing beside him and looking in the opposite direction, "If they lacked the will power to stay after my little welcome, than they shouldn't have come here in the first place. Nothing I said was a lie and even if they stayed, there was no guarantee that they would've made it that far, this was a mercy."
Ozpin eases off of Pitch and takes a sip of his cocoa before speaking up, "True as that may be, you could've worded it better..."
Ozpin got a shrug as a response and continued, "So, tell me, do you have any news?"
Pitch smirks, "A little, but my spy hasn't been able to dig up much. Just some rumors and old books, nothing too important."
Ozpin turn to face Pitch, "You-... So that's what it feels like."
When Ozpin turned he realized that Pitch was nowhere to be seen, 'That man reminds me too much of Salem for comfort. The only consolation is that if he had been working for her, than we would've lost by now. One thing is for certain, this is going to be a very interesting -if not chaotic- year.'
Like that Chapter 6 is DONE, I hope you guys liked it. Feel free to comment, ask a question, or ask to put your own scene in. Reviews are what keep me going.
