Hello again readers! This is another update! As expected, there was a lot of controversy about the last chapter, and I expected that. Some of you liked the turn it took, others were... understandably sickened. That was hopefully the last time something like that will happen, and this is the start of the long road to recovery for Ruby. This is a change of pace and introduces new-ish characters. Hopefully I got their personalities down.
Anyway, here we go with another chapter!
Disclaimer: I do not own RWBY.
Edit: 12/3/17. Basic clean-up.
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Roman Torchwick was a mite befuddled, as he would never admit to being truly confused. A few hours ago he received a call from the Queen, A.K.A. Cinder Fall, to expect Mercury and Emerald at the White Fang warehouse they were currently using, and also that O'Malley DuFresne would be arriving to treat somebody that the afore-mentioned duo were bringing with them.
Now, it wasn't an uncommon thing for a patient to be brought in, since they were fighting against the usurper government set up by the Hunters who were really a little too bloodthirsty. Though what was a little uncommon was when they smuggled out a defecting Hunter/Huntress that needed treatment. It was only so uncommon because so few made it or actually defected, being annoying spies and all that. The last huntress they got out needed to have her ear treated, and they only managed to save half of it.
But what was strange about this time was that everything was being kept hush-hush. Cinder would normally give at least a few more crumbs of details about what was going on or whom they were bringing in. But this time, not so much. Just "be there, expect person 'A' and 'B' who are bringing person 'C' to be treated. Oh, and send one of the most ridiculously expensive and hardest to get airships to pick up persons 'A' and 'B' from one of the most secure facilities on Remnant." Not even a "how are you". Rude. Not that Roman would mention that out loud when she was in hearing range of course. She might be forgiving at times and better than the monarchs of old, but he still didn't want to run the risk of getting charred.
However, one doesn't survive in his lines of work without reading between the lines and picking up unsaid things.
If Emerald and Mercury are bringing someone themselves, Roman thought out, then it must be an important person they have. And if they need the stealth airship -which I want back undamaged- then the person's disappearance will cause an uproar in Beacon, so they need to be untracked to make it back. If Doc's coming, then the person they have is in serious condition. So the person is another hunter that's probably been tortured, and depending on what he did, now wants out.
That just leaves the question of who the person is.
DuFresne arrived about half an hour ago and Roman was just now getting around to talking to the man. DuFresne had immediately gone to the medical room that they had in the warehouse they were using. The medical room held a smattering of tools and medicine that he was able to smuggle from his real job in the Vale hospital, along with several of those uncomfortable medical beds. How do they make the sheets so scratchy anyway? I should find out. DuFresne was a major help to both the White Fang and the Ember Rebels because he was one of the few doctors that they had that willingly joined them. Once he was there he instructed everybody to let him know when the arrivals were… going to arrive.
And of course Roman was going to barge in unannounced. Can't crimp style.
"So Doc, do you have any idea who you're going to subject to your wiles?" Roman asked loudly as he threw open the doors. A purple and black haired man leaning over a tray in the middle of a bunch of medical beds jumped and tools clattered noisily on the ground.
DuFresne sighed as he realized who exactly it was, not that he should have expected anyone else. "I told you to stop calling me that. My name is O'Malley, or even DuFresne. Not Doc," he said.
"Yea, O'Malley DuFresne is too hard to say in a conversation son. You're Doc and it's gonna' stick." Roman said, hiding a smirk. I love riling people up, he thought as he heard Doc mutter 'I'm older than you'. "But in any case, you still haven't answered my question."
"I have no clue, I'm in the dark as much as you are," he admitted. "All I know is that it's a huntress that's been in their torture cells for most of the day."
Roman winced, knowing exactly how 'merciful' they can be to a prisoner. Neo was one such example. Poor girl, and that was only for a couple of hours in a far less secure place. "Ah, that'll do it," Roman said out loud. "But hey, if Doc can't fix it, then it's been dead for days. And even then you can make the body look pretty enough."
DuFresne stared at Roman with a blank expression. "You know what… I fuckin' hate you."
"Yep, everybody loves me!" Roman grabbed DuFresne in a one-armed hug, then swirled about and left, leaving behind a grumbling Doc. Roman smirked. I have to get my kicks somehow.
So Doc doesn't know who it is either, Roman continued on with his deductions. Cinder didn't tell him anything either, or nothing worth mentioning. He walked away towards the small loading dock where a bunch of White Fang Faunus were milling about. After their last "raid" at the docks ended in failure, no thanks to the traitor Blake Belladonna and the rest of the that first year team, they really didn't have any more major targets. Tukson, before he bailed and subsequently taken care of, had nothing to give them in the way of real information (and it was now suspected he hadn't for a while), and the Vytal Tournament wasn't here just yet. So there was literally nothing for them to do.
A couple Faunus were sparring with each other, if it could be called that. It was more of submission wrestling with a small crowd around them, cheering the two on. Roman shook his head but let it continue. If people want to stop seeing them as animals, then they should stop acting like them. Although technically they are part animal, so… yea, don't know where I was going with that. Continuing on.
He was drawn out of his sorta-thoughts when there was a commotion outside of the warehouse. He quirked an eyebrow and started walking towards the sound, Melodic Cudgel making a clacking sound when it hit the ground, with a softer pair of footsteps following slightly behind him. He smirked knowing exactly whom it was that was following. "It seems our surprise guests have arrived," he said aloud.
There was no verbal response, but Roman knew exactly what she was thinking. 'Of course, what else could it be?'
"Then let's go see who they brought, shall we?" Roman gave a side smile as he glanced at his pink/white and brown haired companion. The duo walked out and saw a touched down Bullhead that Roman noticed was littered with Dust round holes. Okay, it's not as bad as I thought it would be, he admitted to himself. No anti-aircraft rounds at least.
He saw his two targets by their grey and green hair. "So what have you two lovebirds brought us today?" He asked as he came up to them.
Emerald scoffed, "As if."
Roman picked up on the brief, ineloquent denial. "Oh, what's this? No snappy comeback? Either you're finally admitting that you like each other, or you've seen something that's shocking; and if it's shocking to you, then that's bad for us normal people." Roman said, becoming slightly serious at the end.
"Yes to the shocking part and no to the liking him," she pointed at Mercury. "You'll understand why. Mercury, give him the data. Neo, let's have a little girl time over an Atlas Whiskey. Maybe I can drink away the stuff I've seen today." Neo and Emerald left arm in arm into the warehouse, Neo smirking and her eyes changing in amusement, leaving Roman and Mercury behind.
"That bad that she needed to break out the Mantle stuff?" Roman asked "The good, expensive stuff? The stuff that's a pain in the ass to export?"
"You don't know the half of it," Mercury admitted, then turned to where a group was wheeling out the person they brought on a medical bed.
"Oh, that's the person?" Roman asked as he went closer.
Then he stopped. His blood ran cold.
He recognized that face.
It was the same facial structure, the same eye shape, the same hair. He looked at the bag they were carrying along side it and grabbed it, ignoring the protest from the Faunus. He opened it and saw the clothes inside, and although the clothes might've been different colors, they were still the same memorable design.
Roman grabbed Mercury and spun him around. "What the fuck is she doing here?!" Roman hissed as he tossed the bag back.
"She's the one that we needed to get out," Mercury said.
"We're the one's that need to get out," Roman whisper-shouted, "while she's still asleep. She'll kill us all if she has the chance. In fact, let's kill her right now." He fingered the trigger in his cane as he marched towards her.
Mercury grabbed him and spun him around. "She's unconscious, and anyway she was the one that they were torturing."
Roman blinked, not expecting that. "They were torturing her? Lil' Ebony?"
"Yep. Except she's more red now," Mercury said as a couple of people wheeled her into the warehouse. Roman almost wanted to stop them from making that mistake.
"Okay, so let me get this straight. The person you rescued is the one that the Hunters are claiming to be their rising star, the one that made headlines by being the youngest accepted into Beacon in fifty years and promptly scaring all the others in the school with her ability, the one that killed two squads in front of me and almost got me, twice… is the one they were torturing? That must have been one big fuck-up she did."
"It was, but it's not her fault…" Mercury had to swallow down some bile and handed Roman a data chip. "This has everything we know about her. Ruby Rose, not the Black Reaper. Interrogation videos, fighting clips, everything, which still isn't a lot."
"That had better not be everything you got, because we already have most of this about Eb here."
Mercury rolled his eyes and drawled, "No, we just forgot everything in our haste to rescue her and left it there." He pulled out another chip and waved it in Roman's face. "This is one that has everything you need to know. Cinder will get another, and if you swipe and attempt to access that one, it'll fry itself and she'll be annoyed with you… well, more so than normal."
Roman grumbled and grabbed the chip. "Fine. But you better not be making a mistake because having her here could ruin everything."
"We're not. She's not the same person. You'll see," he said, gesturing to the chip.
Roman scowled and walked into the base following the entourage. He fiddled with the chip he'd been given but noticed that most of the White Fang members had stopped and stared where Ebony had passed. 'What!?" He shouted at them, startling most of them, "This ain't no ice cream social! Shoo! Go!" Roman shooed them away, flapping his arms about until everybody pretended they were doing something.
He sighed. "This is just going to be one of those days isn't it? Actually, I should change that to it's going to be one of those weeks. God damnit." He looked down at the chip in his hand again. "Fuck it. I'm not going to get any sleep tonight anyway."
He headed towards the room he was using as his own and plopped down into the chair at the desk. He hated being here, but there was little he could do about it right now. A five star hotel would be nice, preferably where he could have somebody else pay for all his expenses. But alas, he was stuck here, and while it was a relatively nice warehouse, it was still a warehouse. At least the bed is nice.
He pulled out his scroll and slid in the data chip. Several new files appeared. 'Ruby or Rose?' 'Dust Accident & Grimm Pit' 'Interrogation' 'Torture'.
Roman decided on the first file. It was a text file by Mercury and Emerald.
This is just a quick thing we're writing to provide some background to what's on this file. Today there was some sort of incident where Ruby Rose (who goes by the name Rose, rather than Ruby [see: Black Reaper]) activated a unique combination of Red and Black Dust in the form of a crystal, made by Weiss Schnee. When it activated with the use of White Dust, there was a bright flash and Rose had changed to what we see now.
This person, which we'll call Ruby to differentiate the two, told a different story of how she activated the Dust crystal and acted quite the opposite of how Rose acts.
The next file is video and audio recordings of the events that followed. Rose's Grimm suddenly broke their bonds and became wild, and when Team RWBY was called, instead of re-capturing them, Ruby started killing the Grimm. She killed most of them by herself (all being above class 'B' Grimm) and only called upon her team when the Class A+ Nevermore broke free to subdue it so she could finish it off, displaying superior team coordination than Rose.
The next file is the interrogation done by Glynda Goodwitch. The interrogation and the subsequent torture sessions confirmed that Ruby and Rose are two different people. Em had to walk way and empty her stomach from the contents, and frankly I want to go join her. We've downloaded most of the sessions but haven't watched them… frankly nobody should. The only ones that should be watched (if at all) are when Yang Xiao Long, Blake Belladonna, and Weiss Schnee are in them since they are the ones that reveal any relevant information…
I'm back. We've decided that we're going to rescue Ruby and see if she would help us with our cause. She might need some convincing but it's a high possibility. This chip just contains files relevant to Ruby Rose and the Black Reaper in the event that the Hunters retrieve this. Let's hope we're not too late.
The file ended there and Roman sat back, thinking. So, Emerald and Mercury actually think this is a different person? How ridiculous is that? People just don't change their personality on a dime. And if they do, then they're a good actor. What kind of B.S. did they come up with to explain this? He started the next file and it was a video recording from inside the Dust workshop at Beacon. At the moment it was only the white haired girl there, Weiss Schnee, working at a table.
Then the door opened and Rose strode in, her black cloak fluttering behind her. Then came Belladonna and Xiao Long behind her.
"Well Schnee, what did you make that is so important?" Roman shivered at Ebony's tone, more dangerous than Cinder's on a good day, and that's through a recording.
"Mistress, I made a new Dust Crystal that you might like to use…"
A few hours later, and a stiff drink or three, Roman was almost as pale as when he found Neo again. The sight of Ebon… no Ruby, inside that damn torture chamber brought back memories of seeing Neo in the aftermath of that night. Dear God, they were right. She has changed. The crystal must have done something completely overpowering to accomplish something like this, to give her severe amnesia or false memories, or whatever. But she isn't the same.
His mind started running at 55 miles an hour and he was still hitting the gas. Now do we keep her this way? She clearly knows how to use that oversized gardening tool effectively, but will she still want to be a huntress after this? The protégé of Beacon? Or will she go the way of her birth mother and fight them for as long as she lives? If she doesn't, maybe there is a way that we can keep her from regaining her memories and keep her altered ones.
But are they even altered? What if they aren't and she's that good of an actor? What's interesting is that there are parallels to her real life in her amnesia memories. We both met at that Dust store, but she was there to capture the owner, not stop me from robbing it. Besides, her story paints a rather rosy picture… goddamn pun… about her life. No terrorizing hunters, just the Grimm they fight and strangely enough the White Fang. Some things are still the same though. Is she truly different?
So where does that leave us? That was the major question Torchwick had. Deciding that he was going to go in circles he got up and went to check up on their VIP.
The whole base seemed on edge now. Since this was supposed to be a well-guarded secret, everybody knew about who had been brought in. It was as if they were waiting for the Red Dust keg to go off under them, which had merit, considering the amount of Dust and ammunition they had stored in here. Really need to move some of this shit out of here, Roman thought, before we get busted.
The trip to the medical ward was short and Roman entered, this time with a lot less bang. Believe it or not, he did have some sort of courtesy. "Well Doc? How is our fearsome predator?" He asked after DuFresne had spotted him after being hunched over Ruby for a while.
"You want the bad news or the other bad news?" DuFresne asked, looking tired.
"The bad news with a positive spin on it."
"Well, for starters I need to use alternative medicine since there is so much White Dust in her system from repeated crude healing. Any more and she could have become dependent on it. Her larynx has been strained severely, probably from screaming, but it should heal in time. Some of her lacerations are deep and need a few stitches, but most are just surface wounds and are easily healed. However due to the vast majority of the cuts she's suffering from moderate blood loss, so iron pills will be needed.
"Now for the more severe stuff. Due to the hallucinogens and other pain drugs that are in her system, they are affecting her Aura and preventing her from recovering faster. I'll have to deal with the injuries and flush out her system before her Aura can take over and help. My Semblance can only do so much. Furthermore, there are several broken and/or fractured ribs and other bones, blunt head trauma, burns… There is also severe damage around her… womanly parts, due to rape." DuFresne looked disgusted and Roman mirrored him.
"Will she get pregnant?" He asked warily, both mainly in disgust, but also not wanting the hellspawn to reproduce.
DuFresne mercifully shook his head. "No, at least that is easily remedied."
"So other than that she's fine?" Roman asked, the joke sounding weak even to him.
DuFresne glared at him. "That's only the first bad news. The second is completely mental. I saw some of those 'sessions' and what Miss Rose was like after the Dust incident. Thanks Mercury," he shouted sarcastically to the air. "The first thing is figuring out what sort of effects the Red-Black crystal had on her."
"And since we don't have any Black Dust with us to even give us a starting point, that could be a problem," Roman said.
"That, and since she has all the other Dust and drugs still in her, the last bit of the Red-Black might as well be lost," DuFresne finished, leaving the line of thought unfinished.
"But there's more," Roman said, picking up on that.
DuFresne nodded and continued. "Since this Rose is seemingly far more innocent than the previous one, the mental trauma she went through could set back recovery by months, if she will recover at all. Her body can physically heal, but her mind may never. I have no surefire way of seeing what affect all this had on her. I won't lie, she will break down at some point, probably multiple times, and one will happen soon after waking up. I'd like to have as little people in contact with her as possible. That number may grow later, but that's later."
"Understandable." Roman said. It took me nearly a week to even get close to Neo afterwards, let alone touch her. "And what about her crazy, 'everything's different' amnesia thing? Is she faking or not?"
"I won't be able to tell until she's awake," DuFresne said. "Only after her brain has basically re-booted itself will I be able to see what's wrong with her and determine if her memories have been altered. Plus just talking to her should help as well."
"See wh-?" Roman cut himself off as he remembered. "Right, Semblance. Carry on."
"Right. Anyway, we're lucky she's asleep right now because I can't use anything to keep her that way without adverse effects. It'll be quite a while before I can heal her up a bit before I'm comfortable leaving her alone."
"Yeaaaah, not going to happen Doc," Roman decided. "She may be all sweet and naïve right now, but I'm willing to bet that when she remembers everything she'll go right back to her murderous self. Two guards inside and outside, and that gardening tool of hers far away from her."
"Only two outside," DuFresne countered, "But they keep a two way radio in here on."
"Fine." Roman knew the man enough when he got this way that he wouldn't accept any more compromise. "But call them in if anything goes wrong." He said.
"Of course," DuFresne said.
Roman looked over at the sleeping teen. It's funny how one so young could be so many things. Killer or savior? Child or menace? Who are you Rose? He shook his head and left the med-ward, pondering when things had become even crazier than they were before.
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She was in darkness. There was no sound, no feeling, no senses. She couldn't tell anything apart, or even if she could see.
After time, images floated across her mind. Flashes of sight. Red eyes, pawing hands, shining metal of blades.
Then came the pain. Hot, cold, sharp, cutting, burning, freezing, tearing, every type of pain that she could think of, and some that she could not describe.
After some innumerable time, the pain lessened to a dull throb to her head, her chest, and her… core. When this happened, she became more aware of what was around her. It was quiet except for a constant beeping sound and a couple humming machines somewhere. She could feel that she was lying on some sort of bed and a sheet was over her, which was slightly scratchy.
She tried opening her eyes, but it felt as if Yang had taped them shut like that one time as a joke. However, it was just because her body refused to respond to her commands. She was tired, and sore, and hungry, and exhausted, and for the life of her she couldn't remember why or how she got like this.
After numerous times, she finally managed to crack one of her silver eyes open. What she saw was unfamiliar to her. She spent a minute trying to figure out what she was staring at before deciding that she was looking at a ceiling. A dirty ceiling with rafters and beams that provided support for a roof.
And where is this roof? She asked herself, opening her other eye. She looked down and saw that there was another medical bed across from her. So I'm in the hospital… but this doesn't exactly look like a hospital. Where am I?
A rustling sound caused her to try and look over to her right, but her head barely moved an inch without her head spinning. However, she was able to see a man with purple hair with black streaks in it come towards her and stop a fair distance away.
"Ah, good to see you awake finally," the man said, in a pleasant voice. "Are you thirsty? I can get you some water?"
I am actually thirsty. That sounds nice. She tried to say yes but when she opened her mouth all that came out was a rasping sound and she weakly started coughing, her chest flaming in protest of the movement.
"Okay, I'll get you some water. Just lie there and rest." The man left her field of view and she closed her eyes again, trying to regain her breath, wondering why it hurt to simply breath. She looked down and saw that there was a sheet covering her body, preventing her from seeing what was wrong. The man came back and distracted her with a glass with a straw in it. "Here you go. I'm going to have to hold it while you drink though."
I don't think I could hold it anyway, she thought as she nodded slowly. The straw was placed between her lips and she started drinking the water slowly. It was a relief when she felt the cool liquid go down her throat even if it tasted a bit metallic. She stopped after she had her fill and the man took the glass away.
"Now, would you like me to go away or would you like me to discuss some things?" He asked.
She was tired, but she wanted answers. "Stay," she rasped out, shocking herself at the harshness of her voice.
"Okay," the man pulled up a chair and sat down and reached over for something. Ruby suddenly felt herself being moved up as the bed slightly elevated, leaving her halfway between lying down and sitting upright. There was silence for a moment before the man cleared his throat. "So, my name is Doctor O'Malley DuFresne and I've been healing you for over a day. I've managed to patch most of you up and flush out the majority of the drugs in your system, but you'll still need time to heal your throat and ribs, so take it easy for the next week or so. The good news is that your Aura has recovered a bit and is helping out with your healing, but it's still low. I want you to get two more days of bed rest before doing small exercises and walking again, and at three weeks before you're back to fighting shape."
She was really confused. What is all this he's telling me? Why do I need to rest that much? What happened to me? She tried to think but when she tried too hard, something caused her to violently retreat from her mind. Frankly it scared her. "Why?" She asked.
"What?" O'Malley asked.
"Why… n-need… rest?" She gasped out.
She didn't like how O'Malley's eyes darkened and he took a pensive look. It felt as if he was x-raying her, seeing inside of her. He blinked and the moment passed. "I was afraid of this. You've blocked out your memories of the incident."
"Incident?" She asked, her voice coming back to her after use and the water.
O'Malley seemed to think about something for a moment before he said, "Do you want to remember? It is the exact opposite of pleasant and considering you've blocked it in the first place you probably don't want to remember."
She opened her mouth to argue but then she thought. Why would I block it out in the first place? How could it be so bad that I did something like that? Is that the reason why I'm so weak right now? Something in my memory? I want to know… but I'm scared of what I'll find…
She nodded. "I want… to remember."
O'Malley sighed but started. "You were in Beacon and were affected by an untested Red-Black Dust crystal which either caused you to have sever amnesia or completely altered your memories entirely. After an incident with some Grimm, you were… tortured in all manors because the hunters didn't believe you were the real Ruby Rose and wanted to find out what happened."
At that last sentence, it all came back to her. The questions, the pain, the violation. All caused by the monsters wearing her classmates' faces… and her teams' as well. Yang, Blake, and Weiss were all monsters. There were others, faceless shadows that did unspeakable things to her. Sick things. If she weren't so weak and had nothing else in her stomach she would have thrown up.
Instead all she could do was whimper and close her eyes, not even trying to keep the tears in. She felt filthy, disgusting, violated. Everything about her had been destroyed and mutilated. Her friends didn't exist here. Only strangers and monsters. She was completely alone, broken and left a shell of who she was. She tried to push away the feelings and the memories, but she already did that before and it wouldn't work a second time.
Her innocence was lost. Her simple soul shattered.
Filthy. Tainted. Ruined. Disgusting. Weak. Helpless.
This is what it feels like to be Ruby Rose right now.
O'Malley stared at the sight of the broken girl in front of her, crying her eyes out. He wanted to help, but there was nothing he could do at the moment. She needed to let it go right now and get over it by herself. Later however was when he could help her recovery.
Physically she was where he expected her to be. Her body was healing but there were still many cuts that still needed bandages on them. Her ribs would take the second longest to recover, but lots of rest and baby steps would see them healed.
Mentally, she was a dark labyrinth. When she woke up, the shroud covering her mind was all encompassing, save for a few bright spots. Now though, there was less shadow, but it had turned into a storm. The chaotic thoughts going through her head needed to settle down a bit before anything else could continue.
Eventually, the small girl tired herself out and she started sleeping fitfully, tear streaks going down her still bruised cheeks. Poor girl, he thought as he got up and went to check on her bandages. There were a few that he needed to change, and one that didn't need a bandage anymore, which was slightly good news. Her Aura was still in the red, but it was better than gone. Once her Aura was at least out of the red her healing should increase exponentially, but that would take a few days.
O'Malley was hopeful for Ruby's recovery, but the mental issues would be the biggest ones out of them. And that was the sticky situation there. He knew that the base would be tense having her here since she had made the headlines when she got into Beacon and was a high potential target, being the daughter of a council member and her entire family, excluding her half-sister for the moment, were 'S' class hunters and huntresses.
Hopefully Queen can keep things together a little longer.
"So she's awake finally," came that annoying voice. And also if Torchwick doesn't screw up something, O'Malley amended as he exited out of the Med-ward.
"Yes, she is, and if you excuse me, I need to get some sleep. Just because she's got some rest doesn't mean I've gotten any," he replied a little testily. Roman just grates on the nerves sometimes. Most of the time. There might've been a minute Roman was quiet here and there.
"You can stand another five minutes," the orange haired man said. "Just two questions: one, how is she?"
"Her body's healing as predicted. She's still sore and in pain, with her ribs and vocal cords still needing rest. Many of her cuts are better. Mentally is uncertain as she broke down when she remembered what happened to her."
"Which brings me to question number two: is she going to be a problem later when her mind heals?" Roman asked.
"Uncertain. Her mind is a jumble and is slowly, and I mean slowly coming back together, but it is still unknown if her memories are either blocked or gone entirely. Now I answered your two questions. Is there anything else?"
"Nope, you did just fine and won the grand prize of being able to take a nap," Roman gestured dramatically, letting O'Malley pass by. O'Malley didn't give a response as he passed by to his own room and, once there, just collapsed onto the bed inside. He was just about to go to sleep when he got a call on his scroll.
"What?" He asked grumpily.
"This is… Emerals, no, Emerald. Can you come to… my room with some hangover stuff for me and Neo?" Came the slurred voice from the other end.
O'Malley hissed and hung up, putting his hand on his head in exasperation, knowing he was going to get up to do so. "God. Fucking. Damnit."
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I'm no doctor or even a medic so I'm just trying to go with what sounds right. How'd you like this chapter and the alternate Roman? This is the first of a couple of 'slow' chapters, but not really. There will be more recovery in the next chapter, with the first meeting of Ruby and Roman, also including the Hunter's POV.
Anyway, next up I'm going to update by RWBY/Harry Potter story, so keep an eye out for that as well.
Remember to R.R.F.F.!
-OrangeGalen