Merry christmas.
"So, how is our new aquciantance? Uh, Glyna?" stepping into his office , Ozpin made his way towards Glynda, who sat at her desk facing multiple monitors showing the Emerald Forest.
The deputy-headmistress clasped a hand over her mouth as she looked pale and ready to hurl "He just. Ate. A. Pidgeon..."
The Headmaster staggered for a second before asking "I'm not sure I've heard that correctly, he did what ?"
Taking a deep breath to calm herself and keep her breakfast where it belonged, she turned to Ozpin " you've heard me , he snatched it from a tree and devoured it in two bites... I think I'm gonna puke"
"So he seems to get worse with every day. Maybe it's time to finally say hello. Ivory informed me of his routine, which would suggest that he'd be at Sovstgarde tonight or tomorrow morning, so please inform miss Rose and mister Arc of their new mission"
"I still think its a mistake to take them with you , that hunter is sick , mentally and probably physically. We should be prepared that he'll meet us with aggression."
"I know Glynda , I know... I just hope that he'll cooperate or at least be neutral, having him as an ally seems far more beneficial than fighting him." Ozpin took a sip out of his ever present mug.
"If I'm honest, I don't know what will happen when we meet. The given information made Graham out as a Psychopat, who got it inside his head that he's immortal." the headmaster walked towards the window behind his desk, he let his gaze wander over the academies court, until it came to a stop over the emerald forest below the cliffs.
As Ozpin spoke up again , his voice was still as stoic and pondering as before , yet the grip on his mug increased visibly "This mission is not about meeting him as a friend, as sad as it is .It's damage control, we do not know what will happen in the future and what role he'll play. The ocurrence of grimm letting blood began after he was reported in Sovstgarde, before that there's nothing. So it could be related to him."
"then, why are you taking first years with you?" The blonde felt her anger slowly rise as the headmaster's plan involved the students , her students, was likely to backfire. For her, the pidgeon-eating hunter was not someone she would let anyone get close to.
"I got my hands on every bit of information I could get, and apparently, our dear hunter has a soft spot for children so I hope that he'll be a bit more cooperative."
The headmistress slammed her hand on the desk infront of her and stood up sharply as she angrily adressed Ozpin "so you risk their lifes on rumors? What will you do when the meeting goes down?"
"Then I'll trust on you, team RWBY and JNPR. I also have two additional teams of third-years as a backup." The headmaster faced Glynda, his mouth was morphed into a small smile filled with uncertainty. "Let's just hope that we won't need them"
She was thrown off by the small crack in Ozpin's usual calm , confident attitude. So she just nodded before sitting down again to inform the teams of their new objective.
The chambering of Rounds was drowned out by a body impacting on the towers wall and a demonic voice yelling out.
"YOU DID WHAT?" The Hunter's large frame hid the white haired guardian, who had his throat wedged between the wall and a armored arm that left him hanging above the ground, eye to eye with his captor.
"Put Ivory down, NOW!" the voice of a stocky badger-faunus boomed out as the surrounding guards aimed at the hunter pressing their colleague against the stone.
"He send hunters towards this village!" Graham's head whipped around, wrath burning behind his pupils.
"And what's your feckin' problem with that aye? Scared of ye mates are ye?" (A/N: Since I have no idea what its equivalent would be , please think of it as a scottish accent) A female guard with her face concealed behind a boonie and a black facemask, yelled out furiously.
"I've seen what happens when you call hunters" The hunter's voice became more human as he spoke "They come into the village , round up everyone they can find and turn the city into a burning mass grave"
"Are you off your god-damn meds? We've already met Ozpin , he's as tame as they get" The badger faunus argued , as he took aim on Graham's head and slowly began to squeeze his rifle's trigger half-way backwards, as he really began to doubt how stable the hunter was.
Pulling himself up enough to breathe, Ivory spoke up angrily "And you wanna know why I didn't tell one I called didn't know you, and he probably is acquaintanced with half the pepole on Remnant. Which begs the question of how you,a hunter, maganged to come here without anyone noticing? Nobody has seen your face , so tell me who you are and from where you were able to get here without leaving a trail and I'll call back Ozpin, deal?"
The guard held his breath waiting for a reaction from Graham, the wrath behind his eyes still present as he contracted his fists until he could hear the sound of metal straining to hold up against the pressure before lowering the guard until he stood on his own.
The hunter stepped back until he was an arms lenght away and let out a long breath to recompose , he looked down towards Ivory, who rubbed his hands reaching for his hat and mask he asked "Are you really sending them back?"
"Depends on what I see" Ivory anwsered truthfully while the guards surrounded Graham, who's hands dropped to his sides at the remark.
"I'll take that as a no." the hunter let his eyes wander around the streets , after what happened just now, they began to fill with life again .people strolled throught the city, going about heir business , families laughing, along with humans and faunus side by side, joking. He could only think about what will happen if the hunters arrive and find any form of the cursed crimson, even if it wasn't mentioned in the books , they had to know about it. And he was risking all of this by being here , he was tainted by the blood.
He would not let a city burn to cinders for the substance that kept him whole and standing , not again. For a moment he thought that the smell of blood,gunpowder and burning wood permiated the air , just as then... , yet he couldn't remember anything , as if the very memory was hidden locked of him until this very second.
Speaking up again, without showing any signs of the suprising new memory, Graham focused on Ivory "I'll leave, maybe then they lose interest before anyone comes to harm"
The hunter turned away and began walking away only to be stopped by the female guard, Raine, if he remembered correctly " 'ang on, those 'unters come to meetcha and ye try to feck off?"
His voice seemed almost hopefull as he answered "Yes, if I, the one they come here for, am gone , they'll go too."
"Didn't ye just say that they'll butcher us? now ye gonna run and what then? They will find ye massive arse ye fud." Raine sighed as she put her pistol's safety back on and stored inside her plate carrier.
"If they find me here, there will be calsualties. Facing them in the forest won't endanger anyone " the emotions in Graham's voice faded.
"So you want to face off against a unkown number of peaceful hunters? Tell me, how do you think that'll end?" The badger-faunus chimed in with mock-curiosity , as grey ears made his berret stand up a bit.
"If they dont intend to attack, neither will I. However, one wrong move and I'll re-decorate the forest." the hunter put his hands forward ,as if grabbing a swords hilt.
"So you're really a 'hunter of hunters'? Willing to kill your comerades?" The badger-faunus took out his rifle's magazine and pulled the bolt back, letting the large .300WIN MAG cartridge fall out into his hand.
"Someone has to be " a hint of sadness returned to his voice as the ground under his hands began to give way to a long ornate handle , followed by a blade ,crudely wrapped in once white cloth that now was yellow, brown and tattered.
"A'ight tha's it, are ye a feckin street mage now or wha' ? " Raine half-yelled as she pointed to the blade protracting from the street.
"I'm not some busker, it's just rather pointless to fight against armor with a sycthe" Graham spoke matter-of-factly as he took hold of the sword's hilt.
"You're build like a brick shithouse. you probably could feckin sock 'em and they fall down. And even so, a sword really? That's not much of a imprevmen'. You've got a gun ye know..." Raine's voice started to fade as she pondered over the correct weapon for the job , oblivious to the intended purpose.
"Could you stop advising him on killing Ozpin? Lad 's already fucked, he should'nt be a murderer too" The grey haired bagder slung his rifle over his shoulder , letting the sling hang over his name-patch, reading 'Leaden'
"Beg your pardon?" Graham looked at the guard , brows dissapearing under the hat with his face morphing into a puzzled expression.
"I've met chaps like you, even with the disguse you cant fully hide those scars. Been throught some shit ?" he clarified.
Holding the blade under the hilt with one hand , the hunter let his gauntlet trace the little free skin that his mask failed to conceal. "Yes..."
"And what will you do now? Even if you're gone, the hunters of Beacon still will come here. So if you're worried about us , you'll have to stay" The stocky , grey haired guard grinned at Graham.
"Then I'll prevent them from getting here. by any means necesarry" any semblance of melancolic sorrow vanished from the hunter as he formed a fist and held out the two-handed sword to Raine , who shot him a look of inquisiton to which he reacted.
"Please hold it for a bit, I'll need to put me scythe away" , she nodded slowly as the sword was placed in her hands and Graham reached for the blade and stock.
And as the hunter crouched down to let the scythe's parts sink into the street , Ivory re-joined the conversation "How about you just talk with them , crazy idea, I know but hear me out. Talking isn't prohibited by law ,while killing... well take a guess"
"And you think that's gonna stop me? I'm used to be an outlaw" Graham's gaze locked onto the guard , his eyes calm as he reclaimed the blade from Raine.
"For fucks sake ,can't any bit of your life just be nice?Please ,I beg you, tell me a single good thing that happened to you. Because I'm at the point were I doubt that you know the bloody word 'happy'. That probably would explain why you don't let anyone close and want to murder your colleagues, and students. It's because you're a embittered empty shell beyond any form of repair " Ivory spat as he fixed his jacket and walked up to the large , heavily armored hunter, who kept silent throughout Ivory's accusations. "Ozpin will bring some first-years with him. Let them have some peace, not everybody has to be as miserable as you are"
The ram-faunus could see the hunter's eyes darken as he spoke. "I don't deserve to be happy, I've turned cities to embers and lost the right to be called human , just as every hunter has. So tell me? why let them be deluded? They are hunters, no matter how old they are. so why spare them a single shred of mercy?"
The guard reached up to put his hand on the massive frame "Just because you're no human doesn't mean that you have to be... such a miserable, messed up, cynic . None of us are 'human' per se and take a look around, we still smile, laugh and live. many of us did terrible things and yet , we try to move forward , because thats the only thing we can do, nobody is able to change the you have done cannot be reversed or deleted, learn to live in that knowlegde. And look forward to the peopole you can save. so please ,they're just kids for Oum's sake, cut 'em some slack"
Brushing Ivory's hand off, Graham walked away as he breathed out a warning, just loud enough for the guard to hear "There are things you cannot move on from, things that you are bound to remember no matter what you do or hope for. I've paid the price for forgetting what needs to be done to keep everybody secure and I wont make that mistake , kid's or not, if anyone gets hurt, it's our fault... mine for letting them in and your's for trusting hunters"
Biding farewell to his colleagues, Ivory sighed, moving away in the opposite direction "I know... but... they'll show you how wrong you were"
It watched those tiny specks go throught with whatever they were doing , buzzing around as the sun's light came over them , and making it themselves as their planet spun them away from the was sure that they had words for everything they did , they even made one of those for him... Odeon.
It never took much interest in their actions, for whatever they did vanished as quick as it came , but as one had risen up and undid [1] those who failed to transcend, like many ,it at first didn't see any difference in this fighting later It began to form a bond to that irrelevant spot in his eyes, as it made the Moon's guard undone and stayed as a speck in his vision even thought it was destined to be remade in the body of his infants.
That little speck showed it so much new things, and it was the only source of, 'amusement' as those other spots said, so It wanted to show the other specks the only interesting bit of their collective existence... that little monster that showed such weird emotions as It searched for a body that could contain his children. The spot made those little noises as fluids secrated from it's outside eyes.
Other humans should come to him, and provoke the same reaction... on this new world It chose for him...
Jaune couldn't remember if he has been happier as he is now , sitting right next to Pyrrha , her body covered in one of his fluffy Pumkin Petes sweatshirts,which was too large for her as her hand were hidden inside the sleeves and the sweater reached down onto her trained thighs that were hidden under a pair of black leggings.
"I never thought you'd say yes , and I still can't belive it"
Giggling softly , she placed her head on his shoulder and intertwined their finger "Jaune , I love you, and I'll say it as often as you want"
Leaning back against the beds headrest he opened his mouth"And I love you , but this still feels so surreal .you're Pyrrha Nikos, the kindest, strongest, smartest and most beautiful girl in Beacon and I'm just ...me"
"And thats what I like about you, you're my kind , sometimes adorably goofy knight. The one that just sees me for me , and the one that gave me things nobody ever has given me , true friends , a place where I can just be me " The red haired amazoness layed her head on his chest " Things I hold truly dear ,so being you made me fall for you, Jaune"
Jaune was at a loss of words as his face was adorned with a blush redder than his new girlfriend's hair.
Pyrrha closed her eyes , completely content with remaining like this forever . This feeling apparently was shared by her boyfriend as he snuggled closer to her.
And so they silently layed in their dorm room on this stunning winter evening, with pristine snow glimmering orange from outside as the sun set.
Until a scream shattered their peace and tore them out of their blissful state, the one turned into many , the voices were familiar so they rushed towards the door , only for it to open as a bloodied and horrified Ren came inside ,panting as he slammed the door shut behind himself.
As Jaune made a step forward , Ren suddenly spat blood and a sword protracted from his chest which made Jaune fall backwards and crawl away.
The blade retracted , before the door flew throught the room and flung their friends corpse against the windows, that stood strong against the now bleak and arctic sundown. Standing in the doorway was a silouette of almost inhuman propotions , its face was concealed by a scarf and tri-corned could only make out the scars traversing over the little visible space.
Its body was translucent, even so. the worn out trench coat was caked in blood , human blood.
Pyrrha , who stood only a short distance away from the murderer , shot forward only to stop again as the sword's pommel met her face with enough force to throw her off balance and break her nose. The ghost drew the blade forward, cutting deeply into the amazoness' torso , manuevering the handle next to his head in one fluid motion ,the Ghost stepped forward and thrusted the blade into her heart.
Jaune stood up , paralized by what he just wittnessed while mumbling as tears streamed down his face and the body of his lover fell onto the floor "nononono... come on Pyrrha , stand up , everythings is gonna be alright..."
And as he bend down to reach out to her , he was spun around to face the whisp who had a iron grip on his shoulder.
Jaune just stood there, waiting for the sword to kill him like his friends, still mumbling his lovers name, only for the Ghost let out a deep ,gravely and inhuman voice.
"We are born by the Blood"the whisp rose the blade.
"Made men by the Blood" the sword rested above his heart, ready to strike. Jaune looked up into the eyes of the thing , two crimson pools dotted with gold-grey streaks, portraing disgust at something...
"Undone by the Blood" the blade pierced his heart.
Seconds later the figure leaned down , right next to his ear and as the life ebbed out of Jaune, he heard it's last words.
"Fear the old Blood ... and condemn its bearer"
"Pyrrah..." Jaune exhaled one final time as he felt his eyelids become unbearably heavy.
"..ne?!"
"Jaune?!"
Jaune felt his body being shook as his name was called out.
His eyes shot open to reveal Pyrrha bend over him in a deep red woolen sweater, her hand on his cheek.
"...Pyrrha..?" he asked , still pertified at the fresh memories.
Her expression of worry morphed into relief "Yes, Jau- uwah" As Jaune pulled her into a thight hug and softly started to sob in comfort "Thank Oum , I was so scared "
Completeting the hug , the red-head nuzzled into his neck's crook "It's alright , I'm here and not leaving"
They stayed in this position for minutes while the blonde calmed down and even after he relaxed, he didn't let go of her , and she was more than fine with it.
"Do you want to tell me what happened ?"
"I-I s-s-saw you... and R-Ren get k-killed..." her only response was to hold him even closer.
"Dont worry , It just was a nightmare, we're fine" The amazoness hand's began to roam his back.
"I-I know , even so, it felt real a-and I was so unbelieveably scared" Jaune mumbled as rested his head ontop her , Pyrrah blushed as she felt a small warm wetness on her scalp. He kissed her...
As the blonde realized what he did , his face went crimson and he wanted to pull away but was held in place by her arms.
Thinking of a way to get out of this situation he opened his mouth "D-Don't we have cl-classes?"
Fighting her own blush , Pyrrha just nodded and relucantly let go.
"Then we should get going " Jaune got up and turned his face away from the amazoness to hide the redness of his cheeks.
"Yeah" standing on the other side of his bed , she dug her hands into the sweater's pockets and hoped that he wouldn't see the her , beet red and grinning like an idiot.
The messy blonde hair and subequently the rest of the knight already gripped the doorhandle only for Pyrrah to pipe in "Wait , do you really want to go out like this?"
He looked down to see him still clad in his baby blue onesie "Oh... thanks Pyrrha" he rushed to his drawer to collect his usual jeans and pumkin petes hoody along with a white t-shirt and began to change.
As silence setteld in , a akward tension rose until Jaune spoke up , his head halfway throught the sweater "Why don't you meet up with the others? I'll come as soon as I'm done"
"I dont think I should leave you alone after that nightmare" Pyrrha scratched her elbow and fixed her skirt to calm herself.
The blonde had one of his legs in his trousers as the door burst open revealing Nora grinning and in her usual hyperactive state only to look at the blushing pair , with Jaune's pants barely pulled up. She blinked once,very slowly before jumping at the red-head "Did you guys boop?"
"Uh, ah ... N-No we didn't , J-Jaune j-just had a nightmare" the amazoness stammered out , blushing in yet to be named shades of crimson.
The bounching ball of pink energy stopped as she looked at her leader with a questioning expression before tackling and bear-hugging him while yelling "Fearless Leader! You alright?"
"Nora... cant breathe , and pants ..." the hug-recipient stammered out.
The Valkyrie shot up to her feet , and grinned apologiaticly "oh, sorries. But seriously , just say something and I'll break their dream-legses"
"Thanks Nora , but I'm fine , honestly" finally pulling up his jeans, he patted her head as she released him.
A Second later , Nora was back in the doorway " Now come on , they're serving pancackes, but only five per person, so I need you help to defeat those tyrants. "
Pyrrha walked over to Jaune and offered him a hand , at which he pulled himself up, then they looked at the blubby Valkyrie "coming ". It felt as they were dragged around by their child. They followed her, still holding hands, only realizing it after they started walking and quickly seperating.
Jaune sat between Ren and Pyrrha , nibbling on a slice of toast as he tried to comprehend the words escaping Nora's mouth at inhuman levels , he only knew what she was on about as she drew a sloth riding a sheep on her pancakes with syrup and suprising accuracy, as Ruby leaned over and poked his shoulder "Jaune? You're there?"
Giving up the attempt to understand the Valkyrie , he turned towards the school-uniform clad red reaper "yeah , what's up?"
Swallowing the last remains of a cookie , Ruby yawned at Jaune before opening her eyes again "did you also get a message from Ozpin about some special mission? I hope its a couple of grimm, it would be good practice "
"I... dont think I did , but hang on" the blonde took out his scroll and looked at the messenger displaying an unread message "Nevermind , I got one too"
Skimming the brief notice Jaune sighed , it was in the evening , and that could very well mean a all-nighter. The objective was to establish contact with a village.
The blonde boy sighed and began to stab his scrambeled eggs "maybe we get permission to skip classes tomorrow "
"I hope so, I don't want to write another essay on grimm anatomy , It's always the same stuff" Ruby whined and began to chug down her cup of milk.
Jaune looked up from his plate "Wasn't that due today?"
The red-reaper's eyes went wide in shock "Shoot, I forgot". Ruby's eyes zipped around before setteling on her teammate "Weiss~? "
Pinching her nose, the heiress sighed "No Ruby ,you always forget it-" the girl in question had begun to lean in with practiced and very compelling puppy-eyes "pwease...?" huffing, Weiss turned away "-hmpf. Fine , but just this once"
"Yay~ , thanks Weiss " finishing up her meal with inhuman speed , the girl in red zoomed out of the cafetira leaving a path of rose petals on her place and in her wake.
"Is it just me , or are you extremly soft with her , I would've been iced for that" Yang spoke up.
"Because , the last time you asked was in the lession" the heiress clad in white stated.
"That's still no excuse for your uncool reaction W-ice queen"
A collective groan ecoed from all seats in hearing distance as Yang grinned with a content smugness.
Weiss let her head fall into her hands as she mumbled "please let classes start..."
Her wish was promptly answered as the bell rang , announcing the first lession.
After classes ended , the students of team RWBY and JNPR found themselves waiting in the lobby under Ozpin's office. The room was unexpectedly well furnished , as it probably already had seen more influencial personell than the eight huntsmen-in-training combined , meaning mostly (only) Weiss. Eight expensively furnished chairs stood in pairs of two against the walls between entrance and elevator. The pairs were divided by two small rustic coffee tables, whose dark brown tabletops contrasted the beige legs and walls.
All eight students were in high spirits as they were informed that they would be excused from any classes on the next day.
Ruby , Nora , Weiss and Yang concentrated on the card game going on between them , a long round of Remnant the card game that they played on a makeshift table consisting of their schoolbags.
Blake , Ren and Phyrra had their heads downwards, absorbed in their lecture. Blake's eyes zoomed over the pages of "Innatural" , its cover showing two men , one short haired and another long haired , looming over an abandoned church in the mist.
Ren flicked throught the pages of "Ecce Homo", his posture stiff yet oddly relaxed.
Phyrra had her thighs covered by a stack of written papers which she checked on any mistakes , as she was two pages in , she only rarely found any errors , most of which were due to Jaune's semi sloppy handwriting.
The blonde in question was silently going throught the mission description over and over again to ease his mind ,that quickly fell back on his nightmare if passive.
And as the Heiress began to announce Atlas victory in a very cocky tone, the elevator pinged and opened. Letting the Huntresses/smen-in-training move into the Headmasters office.
The Elevator's doors opened with a mechanical ting and the eight made their way into Ozpins office. It was darkened as the shutters were down and a projector displayed an image of a village in the Emerald forrest at night, illuminated by dust bulbs , making it feel as if it was a sanctuary for those within the woods.
Standing next to the picture were the headmaster and Glynda Goodwitch , who gave the students a stack of papers , which they distributed before Ozpin began to adress them.
"Thank all of you for coming , sadly we have to make this briefing very short as we will embark in thee hours on 2100 , so I hope your team leader has already given you the basics. We will move out with two bullheads to a remote Village in the Emerald Forrest. And while the mission's objective is to establish contact with Sovstgarde, we will encounter a hunter "
The screen behind Ozpin switched to a picture that made Jaune's face pale and his blood run cold as he stumbled backwards.
It was the figure from his nightmare, Its face hidden beneath the same brown tri-corned hat and facemask. The same coat , thought less bloody was hanging over his body. His arms and legs were clad in darkened armor that looked battered, charred and greased. The sword in his gauntlets was the same two-handed blade that claimed the lives of his friends. It seemed to stare at something that was blocked by leaves from the camera as it remained hidden between the tree's branches.
As Jaune brought his body forwards to counteract the fall, he felt an arm wrap around his back and Pyrrah move next to him, worry apparent in her gaze.
"W-Who is that?" Jaune managed to stammer out, as the still fresh memories ran rampart in his mind.
Suprised by the young blondes reaction , Ozpin began to closely study him , his eyes red and hair even more unkept than usual. Waiting for any other reactions , the headmaster answered.
"His name is Graham Himura , we only have some very basic information, please take a look at the provided sheets"
Name: 'Himura , Graham '
Date of Birth: n/s
Height: 2,24 m
Weight: a lot ( our scale broke at 200kg !)
Eyes: Red
Hair: Black
Other Information: He's scary, (probably) mental, doesn't like other hunters, does not have much money and sleeps outside, easily pissed by the right words, smells horrible. And a absolute nightmare to fight against (We've seen him punch a wall to bits in roughly 30 seconds... if you need any more proof, look at him! That is not somebody you want to get angry),add to that, the fact he has the pain threshold of a "feckin honey badger on meth" as Raine put it...
lastly , I really don't know how to say this but he's terrified of ducks! We dont know why and he wont tell us, but still. That was quite the suprise when we found out.
We'll see you soon,
Ivory Wolmark and the stationed (former) 9th Atlesian FASOC (Faunus Special Forces Operations Command)
Wondering about the reaction made by Jaune, Glynda inquired.
"you know him Mr. Arc?"
The deputy-headmistress carefully approached the huntsmen-in-training as he hid behind his companions.
"I saw him in my dream today, he killed Ren and Pryyah before he said something to me , I cant remember exactly what , but it involved blood" the blonde whimpered only to feel Ozpins hand settle on his shoulder and as he turned around, he was met with a reassuring smile "Do not worry , we will make sure nobody gets into harms way"
Slowly regaining his composure , Jaune nodded at which both teachers smiled before calling out to the eight teenagers "Alright then, get your kits and meet us at hangar bay 5 at 2100"
[1] As I doubt that a Old one has any concept of life , it doesn't know what death and birth are which is odd to read and write, but I thought it would be more fitting. If you dont like it, just say it and I'll change it.
Hello again, and sorry ( again) that it took so long , some stuff came up and my life now is pretty busy. But the next chapter is already halfway done and I have some free time till january. It should be out this year.
Now onto the reviews
The Nightstriker:
Thanks and I hope I got all of the mistakes ( I'll go through the chapter again tomorrow). I'd be chuffed if someone would like to join me in creating this story, by proofreading or something else. And since I haven't worked out if there is a function to request assistance, This would be an open offer to anyone who's interested.
I4md347h:
Well... there may be a bit of a conflict with Odeon, but I have a plan for it and I hope you'll like it.
If you have critisim or tips, please let me know
[\T/] Darth daver.