The room was dark the only source of light being the one hanging above the metal table I currently sat at. Pasing behind me was the Beacon teacher Goodwitch the constant clicking of her heels was starting make my head hurt. "I hope you realize what you have done tonight cannot be taken lightly young lady. You put yourself and others in great danger." I didn't say anything in favor of keeping my head down. "If it were up to me you would be sent home with a pat on the back" she looked me with cold emrald eyes. "and a slap on the wrist" the bull whip cracked as it connected with the table where my hand had been seconds before. I held my hands close to me worried she might try again. She sighed sounding more gentle "But there is someone here who would like to meet you" she stepped aside to let a man dressed in a green suit and carrying tray of cookies. Freshly baked by the smell.
I had to stop myself from cheering the plan had worked I was meeting with the Beacon headmaster Osbun. "Ruby Rose" he started leaning close so he could see under the hood I kept up "you have silver eyes". Of course he knew the significance of my silver eyes. Anyone born with silver eyes are said to become great warriors I already knew this though. He leaned back away from me "So, where did you learn to do this." he indicated the video playing on a scroll of my fight which Miss Goodwitch was holding.
This was where my deceiving would come into play "Signal Academy" I answered hesitantly, It was partially the truth, I was a student at Signal but it was only a cover I didn't spend more time there then was necessary. I spent as much time as I could away from that school ether with my lover or working with the White Fang. "They taught you to use one of the most dangerous weapons of all time?" his tone was incredulous. "Well one teacher in particularly did." "I see" he placed the plate of cookies on the table in front of me. I looked up at him not really sure whether to trust him enough to eat one. I glanced up at him from beneath my hood before slowly reaching for one, I was hungry after all that fighting.
It was good, I ate another, followed by another and another. I could taste the truth serum mixed in, I didn't mind though I was already immune to it. "It's just that I've only seen one other scythe user of that skill before, a dusty old Qrow."
"That would be my uncle, I wasn't vary good until he taught me." A fond smile crossed my lips it was because of his teachings that I meet Roman and was able to find my propose with the White Fang, not that he knew. He set his cup of coffee down "What is a young woman such as yourself doing at a school designed to train warriors?" "Well I want to be a huntress I want to protect the people I love." It was true all of it I had failed to protect those closest to me when I was young, now that I was older though I wouldn't fail. "I'm trying to get into a school for huntresses and hunters. I haven't been accepted yet though" not that I had really tried to get accepted, I only had my eyes on one school. "My sister was already accepted at Beacon so I'm hoping I'm also accepted there." Miss. Goodwitch was giving my a curious look almost fond in a way.
"Do you know who I am?" I nodded who didn't know who he was he was practically famous "Professor Ozpin, you're the headmaster at Beacon." He smirked slightly "Hello" "You want to come to my school?" "More than anything." He glanced at miss. Goodwitch who stood at his side and gave a small nod to him. He looked back at me "Well OK."
All my hard work had paid off I was being accepted into Beacon. A bright smile crossed my face and I tilted my head to the side in a wolfish habit of mine. "Thank you so much." My hood fell back off my head revealing my fanua ears to them.