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–Headline News-
On the television, the image of a fair skinned lavender haired woman spoke in a somber tone. "It seems tragedy's struck our neighboring island of Patch last night. One of our most prized schools, Signal Academy was attacked. A horde of Grimm seemed to have hit during the night, leaving seventeen Huntsmen and Huntresses Dead." She admitted.
"...It's a tragic and horrifying realization, that even the best and the brightest of us. May not be strong enough to survive the scourge of the Grimm. If they can not protect humanity...who can? This has been Lisa Lavender." The lavender haired woman spoke, before the story changed to another tabloid.
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The sound of clattering silverware filled the air of the Mess Hall of Beacon, Harry's eyes were looking up at the big hole in the ceiling. His eyes trailed around, noticing some stained walls, with a few more custodians than usual running maintenance in the Mess.
'What happened here?' He asked himself, as he looked for 'his' table. He turned and looked around, only to see team RWBY sitting at a long table. 'Ah, and there it is.' He mused, as he headed over towards them.
He took a few steps towards them, before he stopped when he noticed something wrong. Ruby had her face buried in her hands, her shoulders trembling as she was...crying. Yang was at her side, soothingly rubbing her sister's back in support. Weiss was looking down, her hands In her lap and was avoiding looking at her partner; not sure how to act. Blake was casting a side-ways glance at Ruby, before her eyes caught glimpse of Harry and they lit up for the briefest of moments.
'What's wrong…' Harry though to himself, as he approached the team.
Yang looked up from Ruby and towards Harry. "...Hey." She said quietly.
"What's wrong, what happened? Did someone hurt you?" Harry asked, immediately on the defensive, as he looked at a teary eyed Ruby.
"I...It's horrible...S-Signal…all...all my nice teachers...t-they're all..." Ruby muttered, as her arms trembled. "…I…I could've been there..." Her voice a horse whisper.
Harry froze up, as he stared at her. "N...Nothing would've happened to you...nothing would have." He muttered out a bit too quickly.
Ruby turned and looked up at him, her eyes filled with tears. "I could have done something...anything to help them. I was having the time of my life with my family...and...and because of it, people were hurt...people I knew. People who taught me everything I know…I...I wanted to be a Huntress to help people...but..." She trailed off sadly, as she sunk down and lowered her head to the table, staring at the material with watery eyes. "I'm useless. I'm worthless..." She mumbled.
"No!" Harry snapped angrily, his eyes glinting for a moment. Ruby reacted, flinching back from the rather abrupt reaction and she turned to look at him. He took a breath and closed his eyes. "No...no, you're none of those things." He insisted more softly.
"I...I could've…" Ruby started.
"No. Don't waste your breath and your will on what could have or what you would have done." Harry responded sternly. "But on what you can and will do, in the future. You can not save everyone, you can't..." He said, trailing off and glancing away from the red-hooded girl. He got a far off look in his eyes, as he said those words.
"I...can't accept that." Ruby mumbled to herself. "I can't. I want to save everyone I can." She said quietly, as she crossed her arms on the table in front of her and slowly lowered her head. "I just...wish I was stronger." She pleaded to herself.
Harry stared at her, feeling a pit in his stomach. He caused Ruby to feel this pain. He was the dick that made her cry. He was the one making her have her existential moment. 'All because I didn't want to manipulate you…all because I want you to see how hard the world truly is...All because I don't want to feel pain and fear you might turn on me if you ever learned the truth.' He thought to himself, as he closed his eyes.
"It's alright, Ruby. You're our leader. You are strong." Weiss complimented, causing Ruby to raise her head and look at her partner.
"P-P-please don't lie to me, Weiss." Ruby sniffed out, as she rubbed her eyes.
"It's true sis, you're stronger than you know and more than I can imagine." Yang encouraged.
"…You're very strong." Blake added with a small smile.
Yang cast a glance at Harry, to see he was staring at Ruby. She watched as he reached out to put a hand on Ruby's shoulder, only for his fingers to curl up and stop just before he touched her. He looked at his extended hand and closed his fist, before pulling back.
'...I...I don't deserve to elevate you, Ruby. After...hurting you so badly.' He thought.
"Harry…why don't you tell Ruby, what you think of her." Yang suggested, noticing the rather conflicted look on his face. She didn't know what he was worried about, but she knew Harry wanted to help Ruby, but he was stopped by something.
Harry looked at her and he closed his eyes and a smile formed on his face. "If you say so, Fire-Cracker." He said, as he put his knee on the seat next to Ruby and leaned on it, getting closer towards the girl. If he was told by Yang, then he could easily ignore his own conflict if it meant making her happy.
Ruby turned her head and looked at Harry, and saw his smiling face, the faint twitching of his lips as it was more forced than anything. Almost to stop himself from scowling in anger, but it was enough to fool Ruby.
"Ruby...you're sad, your angry, your self-loathing because of what happened. You saw people you were close to, people you looked up to and revered, people who were your friends. And...they're dead. It's a tragic fact." Harry said bluntly, causing Ruby's lips to quiver and Yang to glare at him for not really helping her.
Harry looked down and exhaled softly. "A fact of life, is sometimes; it will be cut short. Death...Time, it's the fire in which all men, in all places will burn. You shouldn't morn the dead, Ruby; because even in death they're still here, all around us." He said, as he held his hand out and a small azure flame formed in his palm, Ruby's eyes focusing on it.
"Their souls, freed and cast out into the infinite abysses; joined in the Nexus of the Aether. You may not see them on the physical, but they're still there." He stated, before he reached out and the flame died in his hand, as that same hand cupped the girl's cheek.
Ruby stared at him, her eyes stained with dried tears. "I am not going to sugar coat this, Ruby. I do not see you as a child needing to be hidden from the world. This world, is flawed, it's broken. People will die. You...signed your life away the moment you wanted to become a Huntress, It's s simple fact. And if you lay here, wallowing in self-pity, in regret. Your mind held down by the thoughts off each and every soul that's passed on. It will only kill you. And I...I…" Harry trailed off, as he closed his eyes for a moment and then opened them again, focusing on the girl intently. "...I...would be the one crying." He admitted.
"You can miss the dead, you can morn the dead. But...do not live for the dead. Use this experience to forge your will up, not destroy it! Face forward. That which makes you cry, that which makes your worry, is worthless fear. Fear of the unknown, fear of what's to come. But what is there to fear? I am here to guide you, so look forward, Ruby. Go Forward! There is an evil out there Ruby, a terrible, horrible evil that threatens all of us. But do not give it an inch, you have me, you have your sister, your partner; your team, your family! If you stop, if you wallow, if you shrink back and let your will dwindle, you will die. And I will not let that happen!" Harry spoke seriously, causing Ruby to stare at him with wide eyes.
He stood up and held his arms out. "So come on, Ruby! Let me hear you say it, what are you feeling!?" He questioned.
"Fear..." Ruby muttered.
"What aren't you going to feel, after this!?" He continued.
"...Fear." She repeated.
"I'm sorry, I couldn't hear you over your sadness. What won't you feel?" He asked again, with a wide smile.
"Fear, Sadness! I won't wallow! I won't shrink back! I'm a Hero! I'm not some crybaby!" Ruby said loudly, as she stood up and looked up at him with burning determination in her silver eyes.
Ruby lunged forward and wrapped him in a hug. "I won't forget this! I won't, I promise!" She squealed out, before she turned and looked at a smiling Weiss and Blake.
"…I'm glad." Harry said, his eyes closed and a smile on his face. 'Because...sometimes...I forget.' He mused to himself, but he basked in Ruby's hug. Feeling her love, quite literally through Magic. He exhaled softly through his nose and felt it, before it was cut short when Ruby released him and turned to look at Weiss.
"T-thanks, for trying to make me feel better." Ruby mumbled in embarrassment, with her face reddened, remembering Weiss' words of encouragement.
Weiss' cheeks were painted with a faint tinge of red, as she glanced away and crossed her arms. "I-I had to say something, I didn't like the idea of my leader crying about!" She insisted.
Ruby glanced down with a small smile. "I know, love you too." She mumbled, causing Weiss' cheeks to redden even more. "And thank you, Blake. You've...you've really changed." She commented.
Blake gave Ruby a small smile. "I hope for the better." She said in a bit of a dry tone.
Yang got up form her seat and put an arm around Harry, as she walked him away from the table to have a more private conversation.
"Thank you, for what you did for Ruby." Yang thanked, before she rubbed the back of her head with her free hand. "I wasn't really sure what you were going for in the beginning." She admitted.
Harry glanced off. "Sometimes, when a person losses those close to them. They tend to go to a very...dark place. Sometimes, instead of telling them what they want to hear. It's best to tell them what they have to hear." He stated in a manner of experience.
"Still, I owe you one." Yang admitted.
"I'll hold you to it." Harry stated, causing Yang to grin fully.
"I expect you to. We can have a little role-plat action. I can play the slutty school girl with you as the harsh teacher, or maybe I can play the naughty controlling teacher and you the new inexperienced student? I could try to dress like Miss Goodwitch." She offered.
"I'd much rather you dress like you." Harry admitted, causing Yang to smile.
"My fashion is much hotter, I know." She teased back, but after a moment her smile fell. "I want to ask you something." She admitted.
Harry raised an eyebrow and nodded, it made sense. Yang wasn't that embarrassed to bring up sexual conversation in front of the others, so she must've wanted to talk in private for another reason.
"I...have my doubts about what happened to Signal." Yang admitted with a more serious tone.
He inclined his head, a bit of tension in his body as she said those words. "In what way? I thought some Grimm attacked it?" He admitted.
Yang crossed her arms and shook her head, as she pursed her lips in thought. "The biggest Grimm in Patch are Ursa and Alpha Beowolves. The cannon fodder to trained Huntsmen and Huntresses." She admitted, having lived in Patch for the better part of her life, she knew of the indigenous Grimm there. Having had personal experience with them, when she was much, much younger and dumber. "There's no way seventeen of my old teachers could lose to them. There...there has to be something else." She admitted.
'Smart.' Harry though, he would've been proud but he was a more worried about Yang's line of thought. "You're suggesting that the Grimm attack is a…what? A cover up?" He asked.
Yang slowly nodded with a frown. "I think so." She admitted.
"Why? Who could've done this then?" Harry asked, causing Yang to shrug. "If someone's covering it up, then the Huntsmen or the Government are involved. You're saying that there's a rouge Huntsmen went and killed them...or...someone sent a Huntsmen to kill them." He commented, as he pursed his lips in thought.
"...Only a Huntsmen, a really good one. Could've taken out all my old teachers. None of them were pushovers." Yang admitted.
Harry stared at her and contemplated what he could say. His plans for Civil War was to vilify both the Government and the Huntsmen faction, since they weren't of the same body. Both had defining goals, the Government was to be a voice for the People and Society, while the Huntsmen protected them from Grimm. The Government had it's own army, usually volunteers and androids. While Huntsmen spread out and protected small areas without the Government, operating as singular entities. Harry wanted them to ruin each other, through physical force and through social standing. He would take his reformed 'White Fang', his own forces and swoop in and eliminate them both, to the people the Government claimed to protect and the Huntsmen failed to protect; he'd be the 'hero'.
He was unsure if he should supplement Yang's ideas. She was understanding that there was a cover up and the Government was involved in it. 'I wonder…' He thought. '...It isn't manipulating if I leave clues…' He mused. He didn't want to twist Yang around, he wanted her to see the truth; but she had to do it on her own. 'I could leave evidence around and let her find it, and let her come to her own conclusion. And when she realizes both the Huntsmen and the Government aren't to be trusted. She'll have to turn to someone who has the forces and the means to impose the correct order...me.' He thought.
Yang pursed her lips in thought, having taken Harry's own silence as a means to think. "I...want to investigate Signal." She informed.
Harry blinked a few times. "Pardon?" He asked.
Yang sighed and gave him a look. "I want to know why Signal was attacked. There has to be something there, that'll help me figure this puzzle out." She admitted.
He glanced over her shoulder and towards her team. "Is this a puzzle, your team wants to figure out too?" He asked.
Yang closed her eyes and exhaled, puffing her cheeks as she did. "I...haven't voiced my ideas yet. But, I am going to tell them, thanks to your help with Ruby. I didn't want to bring it up with her being..." She trailed off, rubbing the back of her neck. "...Emotional. But, I don't keep secrets from Ruby, or my team." She informed.
"I want to investigate Signal, could we have you help?" She asked.
"In...what regard?" Harry asked, a bit on edge.
Yang took a step forward and draped her arms around his shoulders. "We're gonna 'borrow' a transport, and we're gonna need someone to run interference. I know a guy, who can loan me a program to muddle with Beacon's records for a time, so we can take the transport without no-one the wiser. But I need you to plant it the moment we leave..." She started.
"...I'll get you a transport." Harry stated, surprising Yang.
"Huh?" She sounded.
"If you get caught, you'll be more than kicked out of Beacon. You could be arrested. I'll arrange a transport for you." Harry said seriously.
"You can do that?" Yang asked in surprise.
"I can do anything, if it's for you." Harry responded, only for Yang to punch him in the shoulder.
"Oh my God, you are such a cheese-ball!" She teased with a grin, causing Harry to roll his eyes in exasperation.
"I get you a transport and you bloody hit me, what am I? Your punching bag?" He asked.
"You love getting beaten up by me, so it's not much of a problem." Yang commented with a casual air around her.
"Tut..." Harry sounded, as he clicked his tongue and shook his head.
"What is that I hear? No denial!" Yang added, as she punched his other shoulder this time a bit weaker than before and she gave him a wink. Slowly however her grin died down and her extended fist opened up and she grabbed a hold of Harry's shoulder.
She pulled him closer and hugged him. "Thank you, for helping." She whispered quietly, causing Harry to close his eyes and scowl.
"Always." He responded, before he wiggled out of the hug and gave Yang a wide smile with his eyes closed. "I'll have transport ready in a few hours for you guys, at dusk. So you can all sneak around like a bunch of rapscallions." He admitted, as he took a step back.
Yang's hand remained on his shoulder, before it slowly slid down to his hand and she interwoven her fingers with his. The two focused on each other, before Harry turned away. "I'll see you soon, Fire-cracker." He commented.
Yang slowly released her grip on his hand and it fell to her side. "See you around, Snake-Eyes." She responded.
Harry walked out of the Mess Hall, having decided to skip lunch today. He had something to do.
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A sharp shrill shriek filled the air, as a Solaris tore through the skyline at high velocities in the middle of the day. It's sublight engines burning at an extreme temperature, as it exhausted volatile energy waste extracted from the Quantum Vacuum. It's high altitude and dark ablative hull coating prevented the sun from reflecting light, with it's sensor masks and jammers, preventing any virtual system on the planet from detecting it's presence.
Within the ship, Harry sat in a neural interface chair, leaning back and wearing a black suit with a long coat. On the tip of his finger, he was idly spinning a ceramic white mask. He needed to plant some evidence in Signal for when team RWBY investigated.
The ship that could travel from planet to planet within minutes, was able to reach Signal, even under the restraint of the planet's atmosphere and gravity.
–
The building of Signal was surrounded in a perimeter of bright yellow tape, with the occasional police officer keeping watch. Waiting for the construction workers and clean up crews.
One of the officers raised his head, when he heard the sound of clanking metal and heavy footsteps. Approaching him, was a young man wearing a blue one-body suit, with a white hazmat mask. Behind him, were four individuals, all the exact same height, with visor glasses and masks covering their faces.
"Whoa, what's going on here?" The officer questioned, looking at the shortest among the individuals and the one who stood the closest to him.
"We're with the clean up crew." The young man said with a shrug.
"You're supposed to show up in two hours." The Officer admitted, narrowing his eyes.
The young man shrugged his shoulders, as he held his hands out to the side. "We were close by, taking care of an accident on the seventy-seven. They sent us ahead, to...deal with the bodies." He admitted.
"Why wasn't I notified?" The Officer questioned.
"I talked to Alex, he should've given you the okay." The young man responded.
"Alex...Alex who?" The Officer questioned.
The young man glanced to the side. "...Mercer, Alex Mercer." He said like the name meant something.
The Officer crossed his arms. "I've never heard of an Alex Mercer." He admitted.
"W-wait, you haven't? You don't know who he is?" The young man asked in surprise, as he turned and looked at the individuals behind him. "He hasn't heard of Alex Mercer, geez. Oh man, I'll be sure to tell him that when I go back and tell him, you didn't let me enter the accident here. And, what's your name and badge number, for clarification?" The young man asked curiously, looking at the Officer.
"W-what? Why?" The Officer asked unsure.
"I've got to tell him, who made him waste his time sending us here! He's our supervisor, and is very close with your supervisor's, supervisor! The last person who pulled some shit like this, got...well…let's just say, there was a demotion and some pay cuts." He said casually.
The officer uncrossed his arms. "T-there's no need for that. You can, just, don't mention anything about this incident." He said nervously, as he took a step to the side.
"Hm, see how easy that was." The young man said, shaking his head in amusement as he walked passed the Officer, flanked by four matching individuals.
The young man lifted up a yellow tape and let his four followers crouch underneath it, before he himself bent down to move underneath it.
Soon, that same young man walked through the hallways of Signal, as he tossed a hazmat mask to the side. Harry looked around, as he unzipped the one-piece scrubs and tossed them aside. At his sides, the four matching individuals flickered, before holographic shells vanished.
At his sides, were four tall, sleek chrome humanoid robots. Each with singular slit visors, with sliding crimson photoreceptors, moving from side to side. Harry walked through the hallways of Signal with purpose, flanked by four Cylon Centurions.
Harry's eyes landed on a few of the dead Huntsmen and Huntresses' corpses, before he frowned and glanced away. If Team RWBY came here and they saw what he left behind…
"Take care of them." Harry said, motioning to the corpses as he passed by.
With mechanical and absolute obedience, the Cylons extended their arms, causing their balded talon left hands to rearrange and expand, reforming into built in Z-180 Scattershot weapon emplacements.
There were several bright orange flashes of light, as the Cylons fired upon the dead corpses; which were vaporized and dissolved into flakes of orange mater. Harry closed his eyes, as the small storm of vaporized mater flowed around him, before their glowing light faded away.
He walked along a narrow hallway, before he flinched when he felt bright sunlight hit his face. He glanced up and saw a large portion of the ceiling was destroyed. His foot crunched on the ground, causing him to look down. On the floor, the burnt ash created a fine layer on the ground, remnants of vaporized wood and stone from his spell last night.
The ash formed a perfect blanket for the blood from the Huntsmen, soaking it up and keeping it unseen. His eyes focused forward, towards the Headmaster's office.
He took a breath and exhaled, as he took a step forward, ready to plant the evidence he needed to place. 'After this, I'm going to need to snipe this out now.' He thought, he was way to close to this situation.
The girls, Team RWBY will find out about his alter-ego. Right now, Ruby and Blake know of his alter-ego. Blake however is a non-variable. Ruby is aware of his masked side, but all she knows is that he stole dust. Only Blake knows he killed someone, so he's still not completely reprehensible in Ruby's perspective.
Yang and Weiss were completely unaware of who or what his alter-ego was. He needed proxies to do his work for him, to escalate manners while he took a step back.
'They will find out about me, so...I distance both of my egos away from the Civil War and get others to start it...Now, how to escalate tension between Huntsmen and Government...how, oh how?' He thought to himself, as he walked towards the Headmaster's vacant office.
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A Short Time Later, Vale
The sound of a loud horn from a large boat cruiser shook the throughout the docks on the edge of Vale. Descending from a ramp, was a trio of individuals; leaving them was a young man with bright blue hair and maroon clothing.
Neptune walked off the boat, with his two flanking teammates. He had his arms crossed behind his head, while the red-head and tanned green-haired man looked around the docks.
"Ah, where's Sun?" Scarlet asked tentatively.
"I don't know. He said he was hitching a 'free' ride to Vale to check out the ladies. But, he said he'd met us here." Neptune admitted, as he looked around curiously.
"Hmm..." Sage sounded, his eyes and face rather impassive.
Scarlet glanced around, before he noticed something on the pier of the docks. "Huh, looks like we got us an admirer." He commented with a small grin.
Neptune glanced up to the elevated ground and saw a single person looking at them. It was a girl on the taller side, with fair skin and short dark chocolate brown hair, with dark brown aviator glasses. On top her head was a dark beret, around her arm hung a shoulder bag, and her entire outfit was covered in a golden accessories. Her posture was confident and alluring, with a 'come hither' smile on her face.
She was leaning over the balcony, staring directly at the three team members of SSSN, her back arched and her rear pointed outwards, a knee bent slightly and her arms leaning on the balcony.
"Whoa, mama." Scarlet muttered, looking at the girl.
Coco looked at the three young man, behind her sunglasses, she held an utter apathy towards them. Not finding a spark that attracted her, despite her rather flirtatious and suggestive posture. She puckered her lips at them and blew them a kiss.
"Who do you think she's looking at?" Sage asked, as he looked at his team.
"It's obviously me." Neptune said with a grin, as he crossed his arms.
"Un-bloody-likely!" Scarlet argued, as he glared at his team. "She obviously wants, all of this!" He insisted, as he motioned towards himself.
"Get over yourself." Sage grumbled, scowling at his teammate.
"Guys, guys, let's settle it then..." Neptune said with a grin, as he uncrossed his arms and swaggered his way up the pier.
Coco rolled her eyes behind her sunglasses at the rather flamboyant and strutting steps Neptune had, as he and his two teammates approached her. She turned around and leaned her elbows against the balcony, keeping a suggestive and alluring posture. Her chest was postulated forward, her corset drawing more attention to the flesh mounds males and some females would love to wrap their lips around, to taste and feel. She crossed on leg over another and had a confident smile on her face.
Neptune approached the girl, his own confident smile, but unlike Coco who's grin was that of a predator searching for a morsel prey. Neptune's was of one who assumed he caught the attention of a fish he was about to catch, unaware of the shark in the murky depths he swam in.
"Hello there, I couldn't help but notice I caught your eye earlier. What's your name?" Neptune questioned flirtatiously.
Coco titled her head forward, causing her sunglasses to idly slide down the bridge of her nose for a moment. Her dark brown eyes giving him an inveigling, a deceptively and captivating gaze.
"It's courtesy for one to give their own name, rather than demand one from another." Coco said with a haughty, if not barely concealed supercilious tone.
Sage was to focused on her legs, Scarlet was to focused on her chest and Neptune was a bit memorized by her eyes. All of whom were to distracted by the sight of Coco's suggestive and flirtatious body posture, to pick up on her pompous response.
"Ah, I'm Neptune. This is Sage and Scarlet." Neptune introduced, motioning to his team.
"I'm Coco, what are three handsome men such as yourselves, hanging around this musty old Dock?" Coco asked, with feigned curiosity.
Neptune bashfully rubbed the back of his neck. "Hehe, We're super-powerful Huntsmen in training. We're here for the Tournament in a few weeks." He admitted.
"A Huntsmen? You must be placed in life-threatening situations all the time!" Coco said in surprise, her eyes going wide behind her sunglasses.
Neptune admired his nails, as he the proceeded to rub them against his jacket. "Yeah, it ain't a big deal. Saved a few cute girls, a castle, hundreds of lives. You know, every day stuff." He boasted.
Coco stared at him in amazement. "Oh, I didn't realize you were so famous!" She apologized.
The blue haired fighter waved it off. "It's not your fault, we really don't like to brag about it. You know, keep it on the down-low." He admitted with a casual air.
"You don't say..." Coco said, as she reached up and used her index finger to push her sunglasses back up and she gave the three a smile. "...I've never met such, esteemed heroes before." She admitted, as she used that same hand to push aside her dyed strand of hair and twirl around her finger. "I can, ahem; give such heroes a...tour around the city you know what I mean?" She offered in a leaned forward and crossed an arm underneath her chest. Her smile and posture turning from flirtatious to being full on risque, being highly and especially sexually suggestive.
"W-w-ho..." Neptune nervously chuckled out. "...I mean..." He started, as he coughed into his fist. "Lead the way!" He said enthusiastically.
Coco turned around and began to walk, a confident strut in her steps, as she swayed her hips and moved her rear in an inviting manner. Neptune's eyes were glued to her, while Sage and Scarlet quietly high-five'd one another.
–
Within a closed off changing booth in a rather expensive and high end clothing store, Coco stood in front of a mirror stripped down to a brown bra and panties, with brown knee high socks.
"Hmm, transitioning..." Coco said, as she held up a dark brown knee-length dress, which started at dark brown at the shoulders and as it got to the end of the dress, it transitioned to a light brown. "...Or gold lining..." She said, as she held another dress in front of her, which was a medium brown knee-length dress with golden lining around the edges, with intricate golden details along the skirt.
"Color or style, color or style..." Coco repeated over and over, as she alternated holding the dress up to her neck and looking how the dresses complimented her.
Before she smiled fully to herself, as she hung them up on the 'buy' pile. "Doesn't matter to me, I ain't paying!" She said with a mocking tone in her voice.
Before she rolled her eyes and looked to the small bench next to her and picked up a set of provocative clothing. 'I wonder how Harry will like this?' She mused to herself, as she unclasped her bra from around her chest and let her rather medium sized breasts get some air.
Coco inclined her head to the side, as she palmed one of her breasts. 'That blonde, Yang's tits are almost twice the size of mine…I wonder if that's what Harry sees in that air-head.' She thought in a rather jealous and possessive way.
She pursed her lips and on impulse, she brandished her scroll out and opened it up and aimed it at the mirror in front of her. Click-click, several little patters of the Scroll's camera went off as she took some topless photos of herself and admired them.
"Hmm..." She sounded, as she then hooked one of her fingers around the helm of her panties and dragged them down to the floor, before she then took another set of photos. She folded her panties and placed them and her bra on a bench, before she proceeded to slide off her socks.
After placing them aside, she began to dress up again. Putting on a pair of thigh high stockings and garter-belts, with a rather transparent mocha colored panties, with an equally as semi-transparent mocha colored bra. She followed the outfit up with a pair of high-heeled shoes and admired her rather seductive and sexually suggestive clothing.
"Oh yeah..." Coco said to herself, as she slide her hands down her stomach, one hand palmed her rear and the other gripped her chest.
She picked up her scroll and took several pictures of her self, one pointed down towards her with her looking up towards the camera, winking. One picture she took sitting on the bench with her legs spread towards the mirror and doing a 'come hither' motion with a curled finger. And another with a hand on her chest, giving the camera a suggestive smile.
"Alrighty then, send." She said, as she added to precipitants to her little photo shoot. One was her darling little Rabbit-Faunus teammate; Velvet, and the other her boss/leader/Friends-with-Benefits/intellectual equal; Harry.
She closed the scroll up and placed it on the bench and then walked out of the changing room. When she opened the door, Neptune and his two teammates sat with an almost patient reverence.
Coco struck a pose, as she stretched her arm over her head and placed her hand behind her head, exposing her smooth skinned arm, armpit and the skin around her chest. Another hand was pressing against her lower back, while her legs were crossed over one another.
"So boys, what do you think?" Coco asked in a suggestive tone.
"Whoa..." Neptune muttered.
Coco gave him a wink. "I take it, you like it?" She asked, her only answer was a set of nods. She gave him a pained look. "The thing is though, I've got a few more outfits that I wanna get too, I just...I just don't have enough for them all." She said in a sad tone, her eyes downcast.
"D-don't worry about it! We'll pay for it!" Neptune insisted, as he looked at his teammates. "Right?" He asked.
"Righteo!" Scarlet quickly answered.
"Yeah!" Sage agreed.
"Perfect..." Coco said, as she took a step back and closed the changing door behind her. As she closed the door, her smile turned malicious. Her eyes landing on the twenty or so dresses, dress shoes, accessorizes, lingerie, panties and stockings. All of which, combined cost over twenty-thousand in Lien. She had money, but...it was much more sweeter when she got dumb dopes to pay for her rather impulsive habits.
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Patch
Harry walked out of the partially destroyed Signal Academy, the glowing flakes of ionized organic matter flowed around him, as his four Cylons opened fired upon the police force that formed a perimeter around the building.
"Take watch, I have..." Harry started, before he felt a vibration in his pants. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the scroll he collected a while back. "...A message?" He said to himself, as he opened it up and checked it.
"Hello..." Harry said, his eyes going a bit wide when he saw the lewd and lascivious pictures he got from Coco. "…Thigh-high stockings, hmm..." He sounded, licking his lips as his eyes trailed down Coco's legs and to her feet.
He glanced up and scowled. 'Bloody Nui, now I can't stop thinking about that…' He thought with some forced irritation. He would never admit he had that fetish, one of the most commonly mocked fetishes. It was embarrassing for someone of his, stature? Goal? Ambition?
His eyes were drawn back towards the provocative photos. "What's up with these anyway?" He asked himself, as he called her.
After a moment, Coco's face took over the screen of his scroll. "Hey there, like what I sent?" Coco asked, her image smiling at Harry.
Harry gave her a strange look. "Yeah, but...what's the occasion?" He asked.
Coco's lips curled into a mischievous smile. "I've tricked three hapless morons into paying for my new fashion collection." She admitted.
Harry closed his eyes for a moment and sighed. "You have enough clothes." He stated.
Coco released a laugh that was a mixture of an emotionless-hallow and mirthful-catty expression of amusement. "What you wear, how you walk, how you look; is whoyou are. How people see you, is how you'll be thought of as. As humans we always judge those on their appearance, it's who we are. The better I look, the better I am." She explained.
"Whatever..." Harry responded, not really intrigued by her words.
"You surround yourself in monstrous robot-things, what do you call them. What, Reapers? Why do you do that? To give yourself the appearance of an imposing force. We both do the exact same thing, I do it to look hot and you do it to look powerful." Coco commented.
"Tut, don't psycho-analyze me. Who are you even tricking into paying for all your expenses?" Harry questioned, before he shook his head. "Never-mind, I don't really care." He admitted.
Coco giggled lightly, but it held an underlining cruelty. "They're a trio of Huntsmen in training from another country, they're all looking for their friend, what's his name; Sun." She admitted.
Harry blinked a few times. "Sun...Sun…it can't be…." He pursed his lips.
"Why, does that name mean something?" Coco asked curiously.
"I killed him." Harry stated, causing Coco to actual gawk in surprise.
"Y-you what?" Coco asked, not disgusted or repulsed, but purely surprised. She herself had never killed anyone, but being a Sociopath; she didn't have a leg in the matter. "W-whoa, that's...that's so hot!" She admitted, as she lowered the scroll.
Harry watched as Coco level the camera of her scroll to her new panties, before she pushed them aside. He saw her neither lips start to glisten. "Geez, did I seriously get turned on by that?" The Sociopathic girl asked in astonishment, the pure thrill of ending a life aroused her through vicarious means.
"It appears so..." Harry commented, as he tilted his head and saw her neither lips. Before the scroll was brought back up to her face.
Coco observed Harry's reaction, as he seemed to stare at her, not lustfully but in absent thought. "Sun's team...hmm...hmhm...hehe...gye-hehe-haha!" Harry laughed madly to himself, as his mind raced with new possibility.
"What's going through the cute little psychotic mind of yours?" Coco asked curiously.
Harry glanced off. "Tension in the right strings, a Huntsmen Team with a dead member. Well, if it came to light that there Hunstmen was killed, that team would react very negatively. They might attack who is responsible...who is responsible..." He trailed off, before his eyes laser focused on Coco and narrowed, with a wide malicious smile spreading across his face. "...Coco, this is a message from your commander, I'm going to need you to get those three to a very, very...private location. I am going to send someone to help you out." He informed.
Coco inclined her head. "What am I going to get out of it? Sex?" She asked, the hypersexual sociopath asked with an apparent hunger. She had sex all the time with Velvet, it meant something when she wanted it to mean something, other times it was just a primal thing. She didn't get off from sex itself, she got off from the power-play, being dominated and dominating thrilled her. The idea of laying with a proverbial God among men, letting him dominate her, or her dominating him, that's what she was starved for.
"I don't really care what you get. You do it right, I'll give you whatever you want." Harry said uncaringly, not really caring either way. If she wanted sex, he'd graciously allow it. It's not like it'd kill him to bump uglies with such a woman. But then again, Coco wouldn't be interested in him, if he showed interest. She liked how apathetic he acted in her advances, it was part of their little game.
"Deal." Coco stated, causing Harry to sigh when he felt a flicker of magic pop around him.
'Even over the damned phone?' He thought with some annoyance, at how complex and yet how simplistic and literal magic tended to be.
"Get Sun's team to a secluded location, I'll send an ally there to assist you in...well, I don't know what to call it." He admitted casually.
"Fair enough, later." Coco responded, before their connection disconnected.
Harry closed his scroll, before he slid it into his pocket. A loud shrill-whirl reverberated in front of Signal Academy, as Solaris descended from the sky and decloaked.
"You four..." Harry said, as he looked at the spread out Cylons. "...Initiate your Adaptive Camo, let only Team RWBY enter this facility." He instructed, his eyes glancing over the faint scorch marks of disintegrated officers.
"Yes, Father." A Cylon responded in a synthetic, gravely voice. All for of the Cylons' flickered in hard-light, as holographic projected shells of 'human' features formed over them, allowing them to pass as normal human beings. All of the with matching heights and police officer uniforms.
Solaris formed a ramp from it's rear, as a doorway opened up, allowing Harry to enter the vehicle. "I need to visit Atlas..." He said to himself.
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Anhour Later
The sound of lips smacking against another, loud breathing and groaning came from an alley. Coco roughly pushed up against Neptune, a hand digging through his hair.
The two pulled apart, with Neptune breathing heavily. "Ah, ow, lighten up would you?" He asked, as Coco was dominating him hard.
"No pain..." Coco breathed out and she dug her teeth into his lip and pulled back. "...No gain!" She said with an almost cruel tone..
Behind her, Sage's hands were roaming her hips, sliding down to her rear. "I agree with Neptune, you don't have to be so rough." He advised.
Coco looked at him over her shoulder, giving him a condescending look. "Are you following your own advise? If you don't like what I give, then just give it back!" She offered with a grin, as she wriggled her rear suggestively.
"Blood hell, just calm down. Don't you have a place or something? Do we have to do it in an alley?" Scarlet asked, his eyes darting around nervously.
Coco retracted her gloved fingers from Neptune's scalp, causing him to sigh in relief. She took a step towards Scarlet and then roughly pushed him against a stone wall of the alley way. "This place is dirty, we're going to do something equally as dirty. So man up, come on guys. You got a girl here, ready for a prime Gangbang and you all are pussying out, come on! Man up and fuck me!" She said with smirk with a malicious smirk on her face, taking a bit of joy out of insulting the people she was leading around for the past few hours. The same people she tricked out of a few thousand lien.
'This girl is fucking crazy!' Neptune thought, taking a step back.
"I don't know..." Scarlet mumbled.
Coco's smile of amusement died down and her face became set in a rather detached mood, her eyes became half-lid and her lips thinned. "Ah, so you lead me around for a few hours. Getting my hopes up, for some action. And you three puss out. Pathetic." She commented in a voice that conveyed no emotion.
The members of SSSN shared a nervous glance at the abrupt mood change. "To be honest, since my actual boyfriend is out and about causing chaos. I thought I could use you walking dildos as some relief." Coco admitted casually, she did consider Harry her boyfriend, just as she considered Velvet her girlfriend. But that didn't mean she didn't like to play around, such trivial attachments didn't mean much to a Sociopath.
She did care for them in a twisted way, if either of the two were hurt. She'd take it as a personal attack, since they were hers, the only reason she'd be affected, would because she had a selfish attachment towards them. Because she saw them as her possessions. She knew Harry slept around with other girls, and she didn't care, she did the same thing.
"Ah, a-we're gonna just...go..." Neptune said nervously, as he and his team slowly tried to shuffle passed her.
A loud metallic shriek filled the alley, causing the four to turn to the end of the alley. Heavy booted footsteps hit the concrete ground, as a golden cane was dragged along the stone wall.
"Boy-oh-boy, I sure hope you three cutie-pies ain't running off, after Coco tried having some fun! I'm thinking of having some fun, too!" Came a rather cutesy and high-pitched voice said, at the entrance of the alley was the shadowed visage of a young, petite girl with long curly blonde hair. The front portion of her face was shadowed, revealing a glowing crimson eye.
That was before the radiate light around illuminated her cute visage, her crimson eye dulling to a bight shinning innocent blue.
Neptune, Sage and Scarlet looked at the rather obnoxiously cute girl, wearing copious amounts of pink with white frills and heart symbols all over her outfit. In one hand, she had an open pink parasol over her shoulder and in another she had a golden cane.
"L-listen, we aren't interested in a fight. We just..." Neptune started.
Nui tilted her head to the side and smiled at him cutely. "Te-hehe, you're so funny." She giggled out. "I have information, on your dear friend Sun, the Monkey Faunus." She admitted.
Neptune blinked a few times. "W-what, you do? Where is he, did he set this up!?" He asked, a bit angry.
"Nope!" Nui said enthusiastically, as she popped the 'P' of the word. "You see, he couldn't do that, because he's...he's well, Dead." She admitted, her eyes closed and a cute smile on her face.
'Geez, she looks just like Harry when she does that.' Coco mused to herself, noticing Nui's smile.
"What? H-how!?" Neptune questioned, his two teammates equally stunned. He then shook his head. "N-no, that's not true. Sun's the strongest amongst us!" He insisted, as he took a step forward; ready to leave.
With a flick of her wrist, Nui slashed her golden cane to the side. Which in the cane disassembled, into an assortment of dozens of razor blades connected to a whip. She held her Threaded Cane out to the side and smiled at the three boys.
"Sorry huns, none of you are going to be leaving just yet!" Nui chirped out happily.
"Like hel..." Neptune started, before he heard an assortment of loud clicks.
He turned around, only to see Coco was holding a large, golden colored Minigun; using one hand to almost casually brandish such a heavy looking weapon with ease. Neptune swallowed some saliva, before he turned to look at Nui.
"A-alright...what do you have to say?" Neptune asked unsure.
"Your friend, Sun Wukong, was killed." Nui admitted, as she smiled at him. "I saw it happen, with my own eye." She informed.
Neptune stared at her. "That's...I don't know...how do I..." He muttered, not sure how to react to such information.
"I mean, why else would he not be here? Why else did he not do as he promised and meet you? Why else, do you feel that pit in your stomach, because you realize, hey 'I haven't gotten a message from Sun' 'I haven't heard a single word from my best friend'. It's because, deep down...you know something bad's happened." Nui said with a smile on her face.
Neptune glanced down, while Scarlet and Sage shared a glance. "What happened then, who killed him?" Neptune asked.
Nui smiled at him. "I'll happily tell you...for a price." She offered, causing Coco's eyes to met her own for a moment.
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Atlas
Across the continent of Remnant, in a rather studious facility of the Schnee Company, Jacques walked through his office. He observed the his 'empire', his company from the high standing and vantage point of his home office, away from home.
Jacques had his hands behind his back, a frown on his face. He shook his head as he turned around. "Ah fucking God!" He yelled in shock and horror.
Standing right behind him was tall man, wearing a black suit and coat, with a ceramic white mask with wide grinning mask with curved crescent eye-holes. A head of inky black hair, with a black flat-brimmed hat to top the outfit off.
"No, just me." Harry said, his voice synthesized with an acoustic filter.
"You, what do you want!?" Jacques demanded angrily. "I did what you wanted! So leave me a..." He started, before his eyes went wide.
Harry slowly inclined his head to the side, as he slowly closed his left fist. Jacques released a few sharp gasps, as veins in his body began to give off a dark, viscous black color. They began to ride up his neck and up along his cheeks.
Jacques collapsed to his knees, as he gasped and groaned in agony. "You think that because you did what I wanted, you have some kind of...power over me? Hmph, well...do you feel powerful now?" Harry asked, as he opened his fist, causing Jacques to collapse and grasp as his chest and inhale heavily.
"Hah, hah…w-what, what do you want?" He asked fearfully, as he looked up towards the masked man.
Harry turned around, as he walked towards a fire place at the end of the room, where a family portrait was resting. He reached out and traced his finger along Weiss' image. "I have a job for you." He admitted.
Jacques stared at him in apprehension, before his eyes flickered towards his desk. The same desk he now concealed a weapon, in the case the masked man returned to threaten him.
"You need me?" Jacques asked, as he slowly stood up and started to move towards his desk.
Harry released something akin to a mocking laugh. "Need you? No. I just don't have the patients to break in another lackey." He admitted coldly.
Jacques narrowed his eyes at Harry, as he reached his desk and slowly pulled out a drawer. "I'm hurt. And I don't even know your name." He commented.
Harry glanced up and shook his head. "Heh, the likes of you are not permitted to know my real name. But I do have a…" He started, only for his ears to faintly twitch at the slight sound of clicking metal.
Jacques leveled a pistol at Harry's exposed back, before a thunderous crack reverberated throughout the room. Smoke rose form the barrel of his gun, before Jacques blinked a few times. A sudden disorientation catching up to him, as he felt a...coldness.
He then realized something, he was standing in front of the fireplace of his office. "Hah...W-what..." Jacques muttered, feeling warmth spread on top of his body, while a coldness spread out within. Sweat began to pour down his face, as he felt a piercing pain in his shoulder.
His icy blue eyes trailed down to his shoulder, only to see an exit wound of a bullet, with copious amounts of blood dying his white clothes crimson. His eyes made the effort to focus up at his extended arm, to see his pistol.
"When you shoot someone, you should make sure to not shoot yourself, eh?" Harry asked mockingly, causing Jacques to slowly turn around, his body trembling.
Harry stood in the exact position Jacques once stood at, behind the desk, with the Sorcerer slowly pushing the drawer of the desk back in. "H-how…." Jacques said in horror, as he stumbled back and fell to the ground, his back right next to the fireplace.
There was the sound of howling and screaming igniting oxygen, as bright blue azure flames burned to life in the furnace. His eyes turned, looking at the unnatural flames in fear, before he looked towards Harry.
The masked man titled his head to the side, before in an instant Harry was standing in front of him, looking down towards him. Having suddenly Apporated in front of him, a faint sound of crackling air followed.
"How? How indeed." Harry responded.
"Y-You...Y-you are...the Devil..." Jacques muttered on horror, a primal fear filling his body, as his free hand dropped the pistol and he clutched at the bullet hole in his shoulder.
Harry slowly crouched down in front of the cowering man, Jacques watched as the masked man slowly extended his hand forward and wrap his gloved fingers around his throat.
"P-Please..." Jacques pleaded, as Harry's finger curled and gripped the man by his neck.
"You tried to shoot me. When you try to kill, you should be prepared for your own demise." Harry said with an almost cruel pleasure.
"N-N-ho, p-please..." Jacques begged, sweat pouring from his skin, which in it of itself had turned deathly pale from blood lose.
"N-no, oh-oo-hoo..." Harry whimpered out, as he began to fake cry. "P-ple-gye-hehe-haha!" He finished off, cackling like a manic. "It's funny and sad, how pathetic you are. How a man like you sired such an angel, it's...honestly, baffling to me." He admitted, as he held his free hand out to the side.
From the lit fireplace, tendrils of azure flames stretched out and coiled around Harry's palm. One of his hands pinned Jacques by his throat, while his free hand was engulfed in unnatural flames. He brought his flame engulfed hand towards Jacques' bleeding shoulder, before he shoved it into the man's wound.
"N-ah-AAH!" Jacques howled in agony, as Harry cauterized the wound.
"Oh shut up, you bloody moron!" Harry responded angrily, as he clipped his fingers around the man's throat and prevented him from creating a sound. Jacques looked up at Harry with absolute terror, causing the Eldritch Sorcerer to start laughing again at the pathetic look.
"Jesus, you're like a beaten puppy." Harry commented, as he released the man and took a step back from the man.
Jacques panted heavily, his body weak from the blood loss and the pain of the cauterization of his shoulder. "W-what...what...ah, what do you want with me? Who are you?...W-why are you doing this?" He whimpered out pitifully.
"Hmhm, me?" Harry asked, a twisted air about him. Jacques stared up at him, his own delirious mind filling in blanks that were unseen. As he looked up at the tall, lanky black-dressed man. With shadows contorting around him, most of his body bathed in blackness, as flickering azure lights dancing to an unheard and preternatural tune.
The porcelain white mask twisted in the lights, with a pair of bright green eyes shinning through the darkness of the black eye-holes. "I am the simple Messenger of Chaos, a Crawling Mist. A comparable God by your pathetic and menial standards. A faceless God. I am the Crawling Chaos..." Harry said, as he tilted his had downward and gave Jacques a smile, which didn't show because of his mask. "…You may not be permitted to my true name, but I have another; you can call me...Nyarlathotep!" He said in a rather grandiose tone, as he held his hands out. "And you, are nothing to me, but my disposable pawn. Understand!?" He questioned.
Jacques stared at Harry with madness induced horror, behind the Sorcerer, his shadow extended and formed the visage of a twisted demonic, wraith's face. "Hehehe-haha!" The cackling of Demongo came form Harry's shadow, as the Sorcerer loomed over the cowering man, as bright blue flames danced around in the fireplace.
"Y-yes..." Jacques muttered, pressing up against the wall behind him, in a feeble and desperate attempt to retreat from the Eldritch Horror.
Harry tilted his head downward, as absolute silence filled the room, as the bright blue fire in the fireplace froze only radiating a brilliant azure light. "...Good Puppet." He responded.
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Vale
Within an alley, Coco had her arms crossed with Nui standing at her side. "...And that's all you need to know!" Nui chirped out happily.
"So, this guy killed Sun, because he was a Faunus!?" Neptune demanded angrily.
Nui shrugged. "I wasn't writing a biography on the guy, I just know what I told you." She said happily. "And as for a payment for this information..." She trailed off, as she smiled. "...You are going to forget who me, and Coco are." She stated.
"What do you mean by..." Neptune started, before his eyes glazed over. "…W-what, w-where are we? Why aren't we on the Docks?" He asked unsure, as he looked at his Team. He turned and looked at Nui and Coco. "Who are you lovely young ladies?" He asked with a charming smile.
Coco uncrossed her arms and wrapped one around Nui. "Sorry, stud. Taken already." She said casually.
Neptune looked between the two, before he slowly nodded in understanding. "Ah, right. Let's go guys, I...have no idea where we are." He admitted, as he exited the alley, with his equally as confused team.
"Are you sure they aren't faking?" Coco asked.
Nui smiled. "They made a deal, information on Sun and who 'might've' killed them, in exchange for them to forget our interference. All they know, is what I told them, but they didn't know by who." She admitted, before she turned her head and looked at Coco. "Also, get your hand off my shoulder, before I cut it off." She threatened cutely.
Coco retracted her hand. "Geez, I thought you had an open mind." She admitted.
"I do, only when Daddy's involved! No one else gets to touch me, unless he allows it!" Nui insisted.
Coco crossed her arms and gave Nui a once over. "I'm sure we can convince him..." She commented with a confident smile.
Nui looked at her, before she glanced down at the young woman's legs and at her high-heeled boots. She then nodded. "I think you can, you got the boots that just might convince him!" She admitted happily.
Coco gave Nui a strange look. "What the hell's that supposed to mean?" She questioned.
Nui then flamboyantly flipped her hand out. "You will not believe the type of kinks my Daddy loves, but he just feverishly denies. Oh, I can not wait to tell you every single one in embarrassing detail!" She gushed out.
"You don't say...why tell me this?" Coco asked, raising an eyebrow.
Nui shrugged. "I want my Daddy to be happy, once he admits his kinks with pride!" She started, before she put her hands together and adopted a posture akin to a therapist's. "...Then, the healing can begin. Until then, I'ma gonna tell every girl who can satisfy his lustful desires! Like you, Yang, Ruby! We...are gonna have...so much fun!" She admitted with an almost maniacal and demented smile.
Coco gave her a strange look. "You...are by far, the weirdest fucking person I have, ever met." She insulted.
Nui pouted and crossed her arms. "Daddy doesn't say that to me." She mumbled.
Coco just started walking, only for Nui to be struck by life again and started following her. "Alright, so listen here, Daddy has this thing for both boots and..." She started enthusiastically.
–
A distance away from the alleyway, standing upon a tall highrise building was a humanoid wearing full body armor. The armor was pointed and thin, with a steel silver and burnt orange color scheme. The thin black visor of the armored helmet studied the leaving duo, with the departure of the remaining members of team SSSN.
A pair of glowing red eyes radiated passed the black visor of the helmet, as he studied the individuals. He lowered his head, only for a sound to erupt from next to him.
"Query: Master, it would seem our targets are spreading apart? Shall I eliminate these meatbags?" A distinct monotone synthetic voice asked, as a rust colored robot seemed to come into view from the shadows, observing Nui and Coco, through the scope of a long-ranged rifle.
The sound of an exhale came from the armored man. "I...don't want to kill anyone, HK. But, if I have to. It...It will only be...Harry." The voice of Jaune said in a somber tone. 'Kill Harry Potter, no tacticbe off the table.' He remember the Keeper ordering for his death.
"I may be forced to kill Harry. But, I will not kill people simply for associating with him." Jaune stated, ignoring the Keeper's advice in dealing with the Eldritch Sorcerer.
"Depressed Admission: Master, if we want to eliminate this target. We have to eliminate the Meatbags who are with him, if not...you will get hurt in turn." The rust colored robot admitted. "Statement: If you are eliminated by those that manipulate you, I may be passed into the possession of some kind of…pacifist!" The robot said in abhorrence.
Jaune lowered his head and smiled behind his helmet. "Don't worry HK, if anything happens to me. I'll come up with something for you." He admitted kindly.
The droid nodded. "Statement: Good." The robot responded.
Jaune turned and looked at the robot. "Okay, geez. So cold." He commented.
"Observation: It seems you're trying to use humor on a droid, to hide your own fears. Statement: An interesting idea, I do hope it ends well for you, Master." HK commented.
Jaune sighed and looked down away. "...I hope so, too." He muttered quietly, as his head raised and his visor narrow focused on the retreating and shrinking forms of Nui and Coco, the former was happily motioning to her boot-clad feet and seemed to be talking enthusiastically about something. 'What on Remnant could she be talking about?' He thought to himself.
