Ozpin sighed as long time friend James ironwood waited for his responded. And to be honest he had no idea how too, and so he took a sip of his hot chocolate hoping that if he pretended to think about the question his friend would decide to just drop the subject, but deep down he knew his stubborn friend wouldn't.
So after about ten minutes of stretched out slonce only filled with the clanking of cups and sipping of drinks before the silver hair male sighed. "If I agree to go to the bar with you this once will you drop it and never bring it up again?"
"I can, but I can not say the same about Glynda." The vet before him shifted as he set the empty cup down on his desk.
"I see, but I don't see glyanda as often as we use too since she seems to take her job training the 'children' rather seriously." He chuckled to himself since the new recruits always found it annoying when he refured to them as that, but more often than not they were younger then him so it made sense.
"We both know if she put her mind to it she will be banging on your door while scarring your trainees." James waited for his response, but really what could he say? He was right, it was both something he admired and fear with the woman, so he could only sighs and quietly agree with that.
"So what time should I meet you two there?" He sighed and finished off what was left in his cup before setting it down back on the table, really wishing he didn't have to go on this forced outing.
James stood up before looking at his watch. "Glynda will come and bring you to the bar, once your shift is over, I'll see you then director Ozpin." And with that the male saluted and left.
Causing the director to sign in annoyance as he turn his chair away from the door so he could look out the window and down at the courtyard. Honestly why his friends decide to bother him about going out and thinking less about work he didn't know, after all with each moment he wasn't trying to figure out what Salam was up to the more likely more lives could be at risk. His limb was a testament to what day in and day in and out work can accomplish.
He sighed as he lightly twirl himself, but the more that he thought of it maybe they did have a point, after all when was the last time he actually had a brake? And he was no like a young twenty something year old who could run on pure sugar and be fine. Sighing he glanced to his cane something he both hated and enjoyed.
A reminder that he was able to stop Salam from a big part of her plains but it's been almost ten years and she was bound to have come back in full soon or later and he hoped he could stop her again, but he was running up to brick walls, since every agent he sent to try and get close was either found out or could never get close enough to make a big difference, just enough so that he could put speed bumps in what ever that woman had plained.
Moving to face his desk again he rested his fore head on the back of his hands while his elbows rested on his desk. He needed some way to get that woman thrown in jail but with how elisive she was she had been hard to catch and he was the only person that he knew of that's seen her face. A chill went though him recalling her dark soulless eyes, skin so pail it was almost translosen that he veins seemed to stand out and hair that reminded him of his own.
He sighed deeply and pushed the thought away no need to deal with that horror at the moment since he needed to worry about the awkward time he was going to latter in today, that or the paper work that sat on his desk needing to be reviewed. Since he needed that done rather soon. Another sigh left him as he decide that he will tended to the paper work and moved to just that.
It had been several hours of annoying paperwork later when a knock sounded on his door and Ozpin glanced up to the door which soon open and he saw a familiar figure enter the room.
"Ozpin, your shift is over." The woman before him must have gone home and changed that or she bought a change of clothing with her since he was sure that was not she would normally wear to work, after all normally one does not wear a form fitting dress to work.
"I guess that means you and James don't plain on ditching me once we get to the bar."
"If we did you will be bound to take off as well, so we need to at least make sure you stay for a few hour." Taking his arm glyanda pulled the man with her knowing if she didn't Ozpin would escape in someway the pull had been so sudden he had barely had enough time to grab his cane.
The male just sighed and allowed himself to be pulled to the nearest elevator and then they had to wait for it to make its jrounay to the first floor, which normally took to long for his liking, but at the moment couldn't go slow enough. "Since you seemed to be dress nicely, pherasp I should go home and change as well."
"We both know if we allowed you to that you will escape out the back end."
Ozpin sighed seeming to have been found out and he begin to lean a bit more on his cane as he watched the numbers slowly tick down to one. Before he was again tugged out of the metal box and to the front door were he waved to the resptiest and the doorman till glyanda finally let go of his arm.
Before him was a nice white mustang with James behind the wheel and he open the door to enter pulling the level one his cane so it could retract nefore he clipped it to his belt. Once that was done he moved to slid into the leather seats that felt as uncomfortable as leather seats in cars normally felt.
He looked out the window and begin to examine the world out the window from his spot in the car, everything seemed peaceful in the moonlit night. Or rather as peaceful as it could get in the city.
None the less it was rather nice that he could forget where they were going for s few moments before the pulled up to a parking lot and James parked the car and step out glyanda getting out as well, and knowing staying in the car wasn't a option he step out, the air seeming to have cooled down greatly since the last time he stood outside.
He would rather stay out side but he was quickly lead to the front door. And deep into the bar where he was forced to sit down while the order alcoholic drinks, unlike James who order something he never heard of and glyanda ordering beer, he just got something that was said to have chocolate in it, since he wasn't to found of the burning senstion of normal alcohol.
And so begin his night nursing his drink while the three of them spoke, which he had to admit was a bit nice, but when the two got up to dance on the dance floor and his drink had been finished he decide that it would be alright to ask for another one.
Getting up he moved over to the bar and asked for the drink he had before in which the man being the cantor nodded and moved to make it. Now that was out of the way he had plained on going back to his seat when a voice that seemed to stop him in his tracks spoke to him.
"Is anyone one sitting here?" Turning he felt his mouth go dry just looking at this woman he never saw before. Her hair was a beautiful ebony with eyes that remind him of red diamonds and skin that were the color lilies in the spring time. And for a moment he had thought the world had hulted as he shook his head and he watch the beauty nod and sit in the closest bar stool.
"Thanks." The woman flashed Ozpin a smile before looking to the bar keep and asked for her usual the man glanced behind him and sighed before nodded and moved to get a second cup and pour something straight from a bottle the male could see before bring both his and the lady's drink.
Ozpin took his drink with a small thanks as he couldn't help but glanced at the woman beside him, as he sipped his drink wondering who she was and wondering why he was acting like a scared child. With a deep breath to calm his nerves he turn to face the woman beside him, but it seems the woman beat him to the punch in speaking.
"Being forced to interact with people by well meaning 'friends'." The woman took a drink of her glass and looked over to him before glancing back at the bar almost in a spacey sort of way.
Honestly he wonder if it was that obvious and he chuckled. "You seem to have me found out rather easily miss..." He trailed off since he didn't really know the woman's name. The woman though seemed to stiffen for a moment though he wasn't sure why before she lightly routated her her wrist so that the ice in her glass would mix the brown liquid in the cup.
"Scarlet" she took a large swig from her cup before she spoke again. "Call me scarlet." He nodded though for some reason he felt it didn't seem to fit, but maybe he was just over thinking things.
"Ozpin." He held out his hand and she shook it, though from the the flash of emotion that crossed her face, Ozpin could tell that she felt the same jolt that he felt the moment their hands touched.
He watched as she glanced away and he was sure the light pink dusting her cheeks wasn't from her drink. "But yeah...I've been coming to bars for some time now and I've been able to tell the difference between people, not to mention your clothes seem to make you stand out."
Finishing off the rest of her drink scarlet held the cup up and shook it so the ice clanked about. "Refill o' bar keep." The man just rolled his eyes and grab a bottle and set it next to the woman who thanked him while it seemed to being ingored as the man left to tend to other people.
"Does he always give people the bottle?" After all that seems like a poor bussnies practice. The woman known as Scarlet seemed to chuckle as she poor herself more.
"Nah, it's just me, you see I'm what you call a functional alcoholic." Setting the bottle to the side(with in view thankfully) she picked the cup up and took a quick drink. "So I'm here when ever I got free time between work, and smothering my nieces with love." A another chuckle left her and Ozpin couldn't help but enjoy her laughter.
Taking a drink from his own drink he hummed. "Neices?" He watched a soft and joyful smile cross her lips her eyes glazed over thinking of something and he felt he wanted to protect that loving smile, and he didn't care he only just meet her he knew how he felt and he wanted to protect it with every fiber of his being crazy or not.
"Yeah... The most adorable babies ever, I will willingly give up my life to protect them, and work my self to the bone to give them the lives they deserve, because to hell and back if I'm going to let the, suffer if I can prevent it." Scarlet took a large drink from her cup.
"They are my family, and they love me the joy and happiness I feel knowing these two small children look at me and see me as something worth of value, is more than anything I can ask for when my life is worth shit to all of those around me, when I could die and no one would give a damn, but two these two little girls I'm not so worthless peice of shit, I'm their auntie."
Scarlet coughed before running her hand over her face. "Sorry, pherasp I'm a lot more drunk then I thought I was...just God... These two girls mean so much to me that I have no right to be blessed with such sweet neices who seem to love me for some reason."
Ozpin smiled she seemed to think the world of these two children he never meet but there was one thing he knew for sure. "Children can always see the truth, the fact that they love you is a testament to what a good person you are."
She shrugged not answering that for a good long moment before sighed deeply. "Maybe, but I stand by the fact I have no right to it." Her eyes glazed over again showing she was deep in thought just mixing the ice in her drink and allowing the ever shrinking ice to mix with her drink.
"I see." Honestly he had no idea what to say but it seemed he didn't need to say anything as she begin chuckling and ran her hand though her hair.
"God, I'm way to drunk right now." Chugging the rest of her drink she pounded on the bar to get the bartenders attention. "Cutting myself off Tim, take the whiskey and give me lemon water with salt." The bartender seemed annoyed and finished off with the drink he was making before making the request drink scarlet had asked for and handed it to her while taking the bottle back.
Once that was done she drunk from the mix drink and looked to Ozpin. "Look, I'm sorry I just came to try and hit on you; but drunk, sober or hung over my nieces always get me a tad emotional, since they mean so damn much that words are never enough to express how much they mean to me, shit when ever I don't get to see them even if it's a few minutes after I just saw them I end up missing them dearly."
"It's not a bad thing." He wonder if he should comment on her coming to hit on him since it was a bit stunning that she would come to him, since he wasn't a normal drinker, but at least it meant she found him attractive. "I actually find it nice that you love your family so much, after all they are the ones who always have our backs."
Scarlet tilted her head slightly before shaking her head. "Not all of them."
"I guess that's true when it comes to some families, but more often then not family is the one thing you can count on."
She hummed again and she nodded at that taking her drink and finishing it off. "I agree with you on that, be it though one you made or though the ones connected to you by blood, family is a bond of people who are meant to hold you up so you can be a better person than you yourself can be till you can touch the sky."
Hearing her profound thought made him smile after all who would have thought he would hear from something like that from a drunk beauty. Who seemed to be thinking something before a song went off that seemed to be related to what they had speaking of.
Quickly the woman pulled up her purse and and pulled out her phone quickly answering and not wanting to seem like he was listing in he turn himself away from her so he wouldn't be. After a few moments of her speaking to who it was she hung up and stood. "Taking off Tim, put it on my tab." The bartender glanced over to scarlet and nodded.
"Before I leave let me give you my number." She had moved to get something from her purse before he shook his head.
"I think it would be better if it was the other way around, in case your sober and decide that I was a mistake, you wouldn't have to worry about me heckling you, not that I would but it wouldn't bother you." He watched her rise a brow at him and looked at him as if she were studying him before nodding and handing him the pen she pulled out.
He took the pen noting that same jolt as before when their fingers brushed and wrote his number on a cocktail napkin before handing them both to the woman. "See you later oz." she waved him off as she shoved the pen and napkin into her purse and zipped it closed before shifting it on her shoulder and walking to the front entrance.
And Ozpin had to admit she looked really good walking away with her long legs, and rear. A thought of wanting to kiss them from ankle to inner though made him flush and he turn around and took a swig of his drink while trying to push away that thought even if his body liked it, it was rude to think after all he just meet her, though he hoped he would at least get to see her again. And with that thought in mind he realized that maybe he should thank James and Glynda for dragging him. Nodding to himself he stood and went to do just that.