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#( rw vs by — honorary muse — agent york ).
courtclover · 3 years
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rw vs by — honorary muse — agent york 
“ Hey, I rather be lucky than good any day. ”
I have no real explanation for this besides that this is @littleblackqrow/khristle’s fault. I just think Clover deserves a sibling and Red vs Blue had a character named York who looks exactly like Clover, acts like him, has a little green, and is dead too therefore they’re related in my mind. 
While, I still like my headcanon of Clover not having any living family, this au is just pure indulgence. This is my ‘what if Clover had a sibling au verse’ and if only three people understand this verse then that’s fine. 
I am pretty much taking a rvb character and putting them into rwby along with a few major key points of their backstory from rvb. This is a by request muse. If you don’t know anything about rvb that’s fine. York isn’t apart of the mainverse for my muse. He just exists because khristle took a bat to my kneecaps. So without further adieu, here’s Clover’s little brother: 
Name: Glen Ebi  Codename: Agent York  Age: 37 Height: 6ft exactly  Sexuality: Heterosexual (smfh)   Aura Color: Tan Brown  Semblance: Sense Probability  Affiliation: Atlesian Military  Occupation: Atlesian Freelancer 
Appearance: Looks exactly like he does in RVB, the armor is his uniform when on duty. He has brown hair in the same stupid haircut as Clover, but York’s eyes are brown. A training accident left him bind in his left eye and he has a visible scar over that eye. Please tell him he’s the prettier brother.
History: Almost identical to the mainverse headcanon except Clover’s mother dies in childbirth when delivering Glen. Father still fuck offs and dies and he leaves behind the Ebi brothers with their grandparents. The grandparents get two new babies to train into military huntsmen except, York finds a pretty redhead in a bar and he follows her into a secret Atlesian science program called Project Freelancer, a super solider program with advance armor suits and A.I technology. Because York joins this very top secret program, he gets a new codename. Legally and officially, Clover has to call his own little brother York.  
Semblance: York can sense and compute probability percentages. “I know for a fact that there’s an 89% chance that this plan is going to work.’ kinda sense, like Maria’s reflexes. There’s no guarantee that it’s always accurate and it goes off the charts when Good Fortune and Misfortune are around. York gets numbers in his head that break out of a 1-100 percentile. Not fair, dudes. 
Idk some interesting fun things I thought about: 
York is far a better fighter than Clover, can shoot guns and kill. 
York has a delta symbol tattooed in green on his back, between his shoulder blades. Clover has a tattoo of his clover emblem on his back in the same position. 
York attended Atlas Academy with every intention to becoming a Huntsman, but then you know, a pretty redhead walked into a bar and changed all that. This is why York has an aura projected and a discovered semblance. 
Clover’s not sure how York learned how to pick locks, but he sucks at it and he gets caught all the time. Clover busts York out of jail a lot. 
Clover makes fish jokes. York makes dad jokes. I hate them so much. 
York is a jerk. Clover is the nicer brother. 
Clover is stupid. York is the more realistic brother. 
York is dead here too and he dies before Clover. I won’t establish a timeline here because again this is a by request muse. The only thing that is, I suppose, a set time mark is by the events of rwby v7, York has been dead a few years. 
I just think Clover and Agent Washington would be best friends :)  
I just think if York were to have a bi awakening it would be with Agent North :) 
Again, all of this is khristle’s fault. 
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courtclover · 3 years
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Confess! Did you cry during Old Yeller? ( for york )
put 'Confess!' plus an accusation about my muse in my ask, and my muse will confess whether it's true or not!
Glenn holds up his hand to his teammate because he’s only two sips into his morning coffee and he needs at least another big sip to answer this nonsense. 
“If I say yes, will it make you feel better in some way, bud? ‘cause the answer is no, but I mean if you did, it’s okay. I got a sibling who cries waterfalls for dog movies so don’t feel bad, kay?” Glenn even pats his shoulder. 
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courtclover · 3 years
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@perpetualxfire sent:  “i’m only saying something because i’ve been used enough times in my life already.”
York quiets as her words register in his head and they sink further down within him, kindling a warmth at his center. The seconds pass and he really should say something in return now. 
“Aw.” York sounds and a small smile blooms across his face, thankful for the helmet. 
“You looking out for me now? Appreciate it, really.” 
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courtclover · 3 years
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Clover is a kingfisher and York is a kookaburra. Clover hates tomatoes. York loves pickles and he will try to steal or ask for the pickel spear that came with your meal.
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courtclover · 3 years
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@littleblackqrow sent: "When in doubt use a confusing acronym. Military types love acronyms."
When out of armor and off duty, York tends to stay away from anything Project Freelancer and Atlas Academy. How he got roped into Qrow’s shenanigans is a question he’s still pondering as the two of them sneak through a military facility. Perhaps that’s one of the benefits of a helmet, no many recognize York’s roguishly handsome face and that’s honestly a pity. 
“I don’t think that’s true.” York whispers back. “Just let me handle it, alright? You’re not really good at. Talking. With people. In general.” 
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courtclover · 3 years
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@perpetualxfire wants a kiss for good luck ! 🍀
Glen’s not paying attention. On the floor of private quarters, he sits behind Katelyn and looks over her shoulder as she sits in the space between his legs, sharing her light screen tablet as they read over reports together. They were for a while, but now Glen’s hazel eyes aren’t interested in the words anymore. He’s drawn to the vibrant color of her hair. Always has been. 
“Yeah, yeah, I’m paying attention.” Glen assures her when she shifts before him, knowing when she’ll chastise before she even gives it voice. 
Glen returns to light screen and another moment of silence passes, but again, he falls for the beautiful color of Katelyn’s hair. Boldly, Glen lifts a long strand of her hair with a finger and slowly, he begins to loop her hair around that finger. 
“Yeah, yeah, I’m paying attention.” He tells her again, smirking smugly.
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