"Really Yang, 'That was a thing', that's the best you can come up with, I expected more" Weiss said with disappointment in her voice.
"Really Weiss, That's what you make a point out of?" Blake pointed out.
"Well, I... um", Weiss blushed out of embarrassment, Issac felt awkward just looking upon the situation.
"That's just cold princess... That's 'Weiss' cold" Yang said putting on her sunglasses (AN: there is a comic on deviantart that I saw that said the almost exact same thing I loved the comic so I put it in here, it was made by the EXTREMELY good artist Vnixxir [I think that's how you spell his username]), Issac heard this and started laughing his ass off.
"hahahahahaha, oh, oh, oh god... wooo, good one, I've heard some puns in my day, but that was one of the best" Issac commented with a stupid big smile on his face, Weiss shot him a glare that killed his laughter almost instantly.
The redhead (Issac doesn't know her name yet) ran up to Issac and said "you know there is going to be trouble for what you just did"
"I did nothing, my dragon is the one that did it"
"I take offense at that, you always blame your mistakes on me, like that time with the ubermorph" Paalkriiokaaz said with a swish of his tail, accidentally hitting a sapling and knocking it over
"Hey that one was your fault, your tail smashed the fucking glass" Issac said louder, pointing his finger at the aforementioned tail
"Only after you released 'unrelenting force' on it" the dragon returned with a huff
"I did no such thing" Issac said looking away, embarrassed of that being pointed out.
"But yeah, I realize there will be some problems with Ragrinok dying, but surly there is someone to take his place in the event he did die, right?"
"I suppose there is Goodwitch" the redhead replied
"Perfect, now tell me, is there somewhere I can get a little rest and some booze? I'm fucking thirsty right now!"
"Booze?" Yang asked, confused (1)
"Alcohol, liquor... goofy juice? Something to get drunk off of?!"
"By the nine divines... FINE, I'll use my stash" Issac pulled out a SINGLE bottle of amber colored liquid from his belt, opened the top and took a big swig, "god that's a good burn"
At the moment he said that woman in purple came running into the clearing, following the same trajectory that Ragrinok had came from.
"What is going on, out, here?" she slowed upon seeing Paalkriiokaaz getting a more worried face with each step
"Don't worry, he doesn't bite... much" Issac said forming a grin.
"I-I-IS THAT A DRAGON!?" the purple woman yelled out in fear and shock.
(again, Issac doesn't know her name, I know that it's Goodwitch)
"yep, and your looking at his master, I am the mighty Sossedov, Issac Clarke" (2) Issac said, puffing out his chest.
"where is Professor Ozpin?" she asked
"hang on, name?" Issac asked as politely as he could
"Goodwitch, and again I ask, Where is Ozpin!" she said louder, Issac and Blake both could sense her anger growing
"fine, Paalkriiokaaz ate him bu..."
At the close of the sentence Goodwitch dove at the dragon intending to kill it, but was thrown back with an Unrelenting Force shout
"as I was saying... I told him to, but that wasn't Ozpin, I've heard of your Ozpin and he was a great fighter, the one Paal here ate, was not. And I am almost certain that a true warrior could cut their way out of the stomach of a dovah, no offense Paal" he took another swig from his bottle, grinning.
"Really, again with the nickname? call me by my true name or call me your dovah, but do NOT call me that ridiculous informal title"
"fine, sorry" Issac apologized, "but getting back to the point *hic, *smirks, your Ozpin is probably trapped in a pocket dimension, it will take me some time to figure out which one. Does Ozpin keep a journal, one that appeared recently, with odd symbols you can't read... looks a bit like a bunch of scratches?"
"How did you know that?" Goodwitch replied with a confused face
"So, Ragrinok kept his journal all these years... cockbiting asshole" Issac said angrily, then taking another swig he remembered that day
"Ragrinok, how is it that you always find a new way to diprove the effects of a shout? Every time I attempt to teach you another use of your Thu'um, you knock it back until I have to force it down your throat!" Issac's and Ragrinok's teacher scolded
"Bow chicka bow wow" Issac said under his breath.
"Do you have something to say, Issac?" Their teacher's glare could burn through diamond.
"No, Sir" Issac said coming to attention
"good, now tell me, why do you do this, Ragrinok?" Their teacher said getting angrier, "You are constantly questioning our thu'um, you wanted to learn to use your voice in combat, not the ethics or the reasons behind it. If you wanted to think about instead of using the voice of the dov, then you should have joined the graybeards!" He yelled, getting to the peak of anger.
"I think I will, I will write down everything, Just to prove my point to you!"
"so, he did do it, now he'll never be able to rub it in his face... oh well. Now where is this journal?" Issac asked, coming out of his memory induced daze questioning Goodwitch.
"Why would I give it to you?" she said, the anger creeping back into her voice
"Because, if you don't, Ozpin might DIE!" Issac yelled, starting to get angry he took another swig from his bottle to try to calm himself, he noticed the burn beginning to fade and be replaced by a feeling he was very familiar with, drunkenness.
"FINE... come with me, we will look through the journal and as soon as I , I mean, WE have him back, you are to leave!" Goodwitch yelled at him
"Understood, once he's back, I'll return to the council, but you can expect me back a short time after. The council will expect payment for the service of removing him... unless I take this world under my wing, but I have not fund a reason to do so"
"Huh?" Ruby said from behind Issac, with an extremely confused face.
"I can take this world under my protection, but that means I'd have to stay here. And I really haven't found a reason to do so... yet" Issac said, shooting a glance at Ruby, who saw this and blushed lightly, Issac thought 'I might be willing to make this world my home, for her... but I have no idea how she feels about me... I should stop staring'
"Alright, let's head back to Beacon, when we get there, you will head straight to Ozpin's office, find where he is being held, then leave" Goodwitch said with a commanding tone, her brow furrowing with frustration.
"Understood. Get on, Paalkriiokaaz will fly us to the school faster than we could walk there." Issac ordered Goodwitch
"y-y-you want me to get ON that thing?!" Goodwitch forced out in fear and shock
"Yes, he will not drop us unless I tell him to, of which I won't." Issac replied with a clam voice as he got on the neck of his dovah.
Goodwitch cautiously walked towards Paalkriiokaaz each step slower than the last, she thought 'I have done stupid things in my life but this is the dumbest thing I have ever fucking done, god I hope he's not hungry', "don't worry mortal, I will not eat you unless I am ordered to, you have nothing to fear... also sossedov, I saw a giant bird about thirteen clicks north of here" at that comment Issac stopped, shivered, and said with a scowl
"I hate giant birds... I just hate the damn things" then continued to get the saddle on the dovah's neck that he pulled out of nowhere.
Yang asked the group rhetorically "What's his problem?"
The dragon replied, having heard her question, "he had a... bad experience with a giant bird once, now he has a phobia of them, even though he can fly faster than any creature I have ever seen he doesn't just not like them, he's afraid of them."
Issac blushed out of embarrassment "am not, I just don't like the damn things, why can't they be normal sized birds instead of something bigger than a fucking horse!". Issac turned back to the saddle, he was adding another belt to hold Goodwitch on... "there, done... get on and give me a direction" Goodwitch, still cautious, walked over and got on the lowered neck of the dragon. Issac expanded his wings and yelled "FRII DOVAH" at that both he and Paalkriiokaaz took off in the direction of the school, Goodwitch screaming at the top of her lungs the whole way.
AN:
1: I thought that including differences between our world and Vytal would be a good idea for this AU so in this one the people of Vytal never discovered the beutiful effect of alcohol
2: don't say anything, I just like the name... it sounds bad-ass (and so is the dude the name came from)