headmastering

[headmastering]

@sendousha

“Would you mind terribly if I stepped into help? There seems to be a lot of them appearing,” Ozpin notes the obvious rather calmly. He just landed a few moments ago next to Aichi, eye glowing with magic. Still it’s only polite to ask, and Oz can tell he can handle himself quite well. “I can freeze a lot of them in place with some magic, which should make things simpler for us from there. What do you say?”

#isola event subsistence part 2.5 #isola event #sendousha #hewwo! sorry for the late last minute starter orz

[headmastering]

@lunarevictor

“Yes, hello you there.”

Please excuse the older magical gentleman as he briskly approaches kishinami with a pleasant smile, green fire emanating around his remaining eye. He doesn’t mean any alarm or ill will. “I was wondering if you could help me with something. Hopefully it won’t take too much of your time.”

#isola event subsistence part 2.5 #isola event #lunarevictor #kishinami 1 #sorry this is literally last minute

[headmastering]

“Hm. I’m not really used to fighting with a weapon... but I suppose fist fighting would be a poor idea given the circumstances.”

Yes, yes it would.

#isola even subsistence part 2 #isola mini #isola alternate!oz #i'm gonna work on those starters and a reply just wanted to throw this out here

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So uh. Kinda forgot to do a part 1 starter call and i might do one for that later but this is one for part 2! Oz has a lot of magic and combat experience and is always looking to help. cap is 2? for now but anyone who knows him from canon and/or his previous stays are exempt!

#isola rp ad #isola event rp ad #isola event subsistence part 2

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@stormswake​

Oz walks the streets of the alternate spirale alone. Despite the warm hospitality of his double, the attempt at understanding, the offered blessing, it’s... stifling to be in that version of his home. In that place he’s surrounded by pictures and reminders of a full life, a family, that he knows would have never been possible for a cursed man like himself. It doesn’t exactly lead to many pleasant thoughts, no matter how happy he can be for them all in his better moments. It’s just as well, he supposes; the wizard really needs to refamiliarize himself again. Despite it not feeling that long ago, there’s a sensation in his gut that tells him it’s been a while since he’s stood in any spirale. Hm, Ozpin should probably look into if any of the people he remembers are still around- he has been procrastinating on that, admittedly.

Well, it shouldn’t be too hard. He stops a moment searching his pockets. Now whe-

He’s near knocked to the ground with the force of another pushing past him from behind. The irritation that flares dies almost immediately after recovering seeing the tell tale ponytail of teal hair storming off in front of him. 

“Yuan?” “Yuan!”

#stormswake #BRO #isola event subsistence part 1

[headmastering]

Arrival Redux Version?.? -Subsistence Drabble

Ozpin opens his eye to somewhere familiar and foreign all at once. Blinking rapidly, it sweeps his surroundings in mild alarm. This is and isn’t his home in spirale. (How novel it seems, the concept of having a home again.) The sound of someone lightly clearing their throat immediately points his gaze and attention in their direction- only for the man to feel as though he’s looking up at a mirror. Granted a mirror that had aged him slightly.

“It’s been a while,” his double remarks and it almost sounds warmly amused, but- knowing his own inflections better than anyone- Oz reads as a neutral judgement. A pause.

“I hadn’t known my presence was expected.”

“Is that so? Well I suppose in these emergency circumstances on your side not everything could be relayed.” This statement sounded actually amused, but it still lacked any warmth. Which is probably fair. Ozpin remembers now.

This is the ‘version’ of himself that had always lived in spirale, the one he saved or had hoped he saved. This Oz has never been cursed by gods and fate, never fought a grimm, never held conspiracies behind a curtain of deception, misdirection, and omission. This Ozpin... had a family.

Regret, envy, and resigned acceptance are a hell of a cocktail to swallow upon reawakening in a instance of Spirale. It’s a very good thing his poker face still hasn’t failed him, despite his journey to rid himself of lying. Speaking of which- “I’m not sure why I’m here at all, why I manifested in this Spirale instead of the one I know, and what exactly are the emergency circumstances you’ve mentioned, so I have a few questions for you, but first-”

“First?”

“... I listened.”

‘Then *Be* Better.’

“I fulfilled your request.” By some margin at least.

This seems to take the alternate Ozpin by surprise for a few moments, but eventually he smiles. It even reaches his eyes.

“I would certainly hope so. Keep at it.”

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Later, after managing to discuss current events, and accepting the offer of a spare bedroom, Ozpin stares into his cocoa. His lips pull into a thin line.

“Did... did all of your children make it? Your son?”

His alternate simply stirs his own tea (as he’s apparently trying to ‘cut back’ on cocoa. ridiculous), seemingly soaking in the ever weighing silence and his growing distress.

“...Yes they did. Alive and well. Doing their best, living their lives. I’m proud of them.”

What a relief it is to hear. They’re ok. They’re alive. Thank the fates. Tension he didn’t know he was carrying unwinds. At least here, perhaps the boy can-

Polite as always and in an singular act of mercy, his doppleganger leaves Oz to his moment, pointedly ignoring any tears that fall.

#isola event subsistence part 1 #isola drabble #oz reappears in a spirale and has some deep feelings about it and some history here

[headmastering]

Subsistence Reference

The AU Ozpin Originally-

Had a rougher start in life, lost his eye in some shadier business trying to help a close friend. Doesn’t regret it and gives a different wildly embellished story about how he lost it each time he’s asked.

Changed Tracks, Graduated with a Masters and became a full time School teacher who Taught History and Literature.

Also adopted six kids to whom he’s a proud loving father. Catch him opening his wallet and showing you the pictures while gushing.

Had a few problems with work life balance, but was working on it.

Lived for his children, but also to help his students and youth in general.

Known for being honest (aside from the stories about his eye) trustworthy and friendly individual.

Has a close archaeologist and historian friend who owns very little self preservation when it comes to his job. Oz’s tried talking sense into him. It worked... for a short time.

Close friends with Yuan; their friendship started off as an odd little thing that grew as they helped each other out in unexpected ways for years and through many different hardships. One of the rare people he’d consider preforming violence for, alongside his children.

Still consumes too much Hot Chocolate and Baked goods he makes himself. Dentists are after him.

10 Years Later

His children have all grown and left the nest leaving him a bit lonely (though he keeps in touch). Has considered adopting again, but has held off for now.

Cut back on how much work he was doing as a teacher, and decided to write a few books. Has collected several fairy and folk tales from different places and published them together in a book alongside writing a few stories of his own and books on teaching kids.

Furthered his education and received a doctorate in folklore, though he never uses the title. Sometimes gives talks at the University.

He feels fulfilled with all he’s done so far more or less, but- despite working on that work life balance- still feels like he could be doing more.

Still tells a different story about his eye when asked.

That archaeologist friend joined the defense force at first opportunity, spurred by meeting his own counterpart. Oz worries about him still.

Still close friends with Yuan; proud of him for all he’s lived through- uses his graphic design business often because the book jackets of his own design sure were.... something.

He and Horace are Baking legends at this point and friends. Horace has even shown him how to relax a little more.... just a little though.

His Kind Grandpa vibes are at Maximum (even in his very late 40s)

#isola event subsistence part 1 #isola event reference #I might edit this and add more with ties to other people later

[headmastering]

Hello! Long time no see. I'd like to reapp Professor Ozpin from RWBY if I'm able! Thank you.

Welcome to scenic Isola Radiale, Ozpin!

You’ll be staying in YOUR PERSONAL HOUSE!

You'll retain everything you were given in your previous stay.

Watch your step.

– ⋆ diadem.

#reference #now with my house because i forgot to ask in the app message #sorry mods but ty!!

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oh.

didn’t expect that to go through tonight uhhhhhhhhhhh

hi spirale how ya been? it’s been like what, almost two years? time flies.

#ooc note #pay no attention to the man behind the curtain it's fine we're fine

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volarecielo‌:

  narancia feels like a child right now. two knives that aren’t his own personal switchblades and using aerosmith when it doesn’t feel like aerosmith must be what a kid trying to dress in his dad’s clothes would feel like.

  still, he’s holding back the shades well enough until unexpected assistance arrives. narancia’s shoulders relax a touch when he sees they’re gone, immediately heading towards the wires and raising his knife in the air. he’ll thank whoever helped him in a minute, but the mission is the more important thing!

  a pause with the knife tip about to strike the wire, making a face before looking over his shoulder. “ … what’dya mean? these have a wooden handle on ‘em, so i shouldn’t get shocked or anything. ”

  wood doesn’t conduct electricity, right? besides, a little bit of a zap isn’t going to kill him or anything, so the worry is completely unnecessary.

      “Wood does, in fact, conduct electricity.” Ozpin interjects, worry still in his tone. Oh gods what is this kid trying to accomplish? The older man approaches the wires, hands in the air in front of him in a gentle ‘don’t do this’ gesture. “You would need heavy duty rubber gloves to avoid getting ‘shocked’.” Does he not recognize the amount of power that must be flowing through these things? On a more disturbing note: do others? Certainly not everyone’s world can work the same or impart the same lessons, but he would think and hope this would be universal.        “That or an actual wire cutting tool- and I would still caution to wear gloves. This sort of thing can kill you if you’re not careful.” The headmaster continues his warning, but is the other even listening? “Ah, my name is Ozpin by the way.” Introductions might make this easier.

#narancia;; #volarecielo #ir event: security breach pt 2 #isola radiale event security breach

[headmastering]

stormswake‌:

@headmastering​

Again.

And again.

And again.

No matter how many times the wizard stops time to evade or work in an attack, the stone-faced warrior finds him. No matter how many blows he lands, they don’t seem to have an effect on the ferocity the man fights with. 

He swings his blade.

Again.

It connects.

The aura shield splinters. 

The man draws back his glowing blade, preparing for another strike that will surely shatter Ozpin’s protective shield, when a voice rings out from behind him.

“Kratos!”

Yuan runs, faster than what should be possible, and jumps off an overturned car. His blade manifests in his grip as he turns through the air, then –

– he slams the edge of the blade into the ground as he lands, cracking the asphalt and pulling down a bolt of lightning from the sky to strike the redheaded man.

As the other man staggers, Yuan rips his blade from the earth and runs to stand in front of Ozpin.

“Take a moment to recover. But make it fast.”

     This foe is relentless. Blow after blow Ozpin manages to evade, but there’s always another one right behind it. Nothing seems to slow the man down, and his stamina and drive seem endless. Fear starts to sink into the wizard’s stomach. Fighting him feels almost like fighting one Hazel Rainhart, except there’s no personal tone to the fury trying to come down over his head. Chillingly this seems more like a job than any personal vendetta.

     Unlucky, Oz is backed into a corner and has to use his shield, but he knows it won’t last. One blow cracks it. How does he get out of this? He needs to get out- keep fighting- he can’t fall this time.

    Thankfully, his chance is given by Yuan’s sudden appearance. Kratos? That name does sound perhaps a little familiar, but the chaos of battle quickly pushes it from his mind. The only thing the wizard needs to know is that his friend both knows this foe and has given him an opportunity to keep going. Ozpin lowers his shield and refocuses.

     “...Right. I’m behind you.”

      Two on one should make this easier, right? Gods he hopes so. Lightning seems to be effective. Tsk. He should have been trying more magic, but at first it was all he could do to keep out of harm’s way. No matter, they have the advantage for the moment: time to press it. Green flame bursts forth from his eye again. Water bursts from a nearby hydrant- but it swirls together in one place instead of flooding the street. Not yet.

     “Will soaking him make your magic more effective?”

sometimes quiet is violent

#yuan #ir event: security breach pt 2 #isola radiale event security breach #stormswake

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chaosmagecraft‌:

Flat was never the type to stay in one place, but he’d already worried his professor enough that day. Still, it was hard to stay by the office, holding onto the door to keep grounded. There was a whole city in trouble out there, and he really wanted to help! Surely it wouldn’t be a problem so long as he wasn’t fighting Rider, right? 

He was teetering on the edge of leaving when someone who was not familiar in appearance, but was familiar in magic descended from the sky. 

“Professor Oz! You’re Professor Oz, right?” Flat’s magical detection was top-ranked in the Clock Tower. Recognizing him was easy. “Wow! You look really different than I thought you would!”

“I’m safe though! My professor just told me to wait here ‘cause it was safer that way. But I think what you’re doing is way more dangerous, since there’s all that rubble flying around. If a big chunk comes flying over here, I can just run inside!” Come to think of it… “Do you wanna come inside? I was gonna make some tea, but I got bored. I can make some now!” 

    Oh, He does remember him? Clearly that surprises the older man, but he nods in response. Wait different than he thought he would? So he didn’t recognize this body? “Ah, good to see you, Flat, but- how did you recognize me?”

     But maybe that doesn’t matter as much as current happenings. “Safer here?” Ozpin glances around them, a bit skeptical. “...Perhaps, depending on the ward, but I wouldn’t call waiting in one place safe, not even indoors.” Couldn’t he be crushed when the gravity reverses? In any case, he shakes his head.

     “What I’m doing may be dangerous, but still necessary. I’m looking for the wire access spots,” Oz explains a bit regretfully. “While I’d love to catch up, I’m only here to make sure you yourself are alright.”

#chaosmagecraft #flat;; #isola radiale event security breach #ir event: security breach pt 1

[headmastering]

I’m going to go ahead and reply to all the event threads i have going on, but don’t feel like you have to continue them! sorry for dropping the ball again. the current state of things and my depression’s kicking my ass.

#ooc tbd

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stormswake‌:

He readjusts on the couch so that he’s sitting with his legs folded comfortably to the side, staring down at Ozpin with a slightly raised eyebrow. “You did, and I appreciate that.”

No “I’m sorry” or “I shouldn’t have launched you onto the floor”. Just an acknowledgement. And a silent promise that he’d do it again if he had to.

“Tsk.” Oz clicks his tongue, but it’s clear through his eye that any annoyance displayed rings very false. “Guess I should stop while I’m ahead... and before you toss me out an open window.” It’s meant as a joke, but honestly if they got too out of hand- well it’s fine. In a fluid motion he rights himself into a sitting position and turns to his friend. “Doing alright after all that earlier excitement?” Okay, maybe this whole thing is also Ozpin checking in out of concern and care, but listen. He still won. In his own mind.

#stormswake #yuan vc then pewish

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stormswake‌:

He furrows his brow. He knows that look. Is he –

Ack! Something around his neck! He immediately grabs at Ozpin’s arm, shoulders tensing up, but his grip isn’t hard enough to hurt. 

“Such unearned confidence–”

With the last word, he reaches up to grab the back of Ozpin’s collar, grunting with effort as he rolls forward and flips the wizard over his shoulder onto the floor.

Hahaha! Ozpin only laughs at Yuan’s grip, clearly feeling pretty great about his work so far. Alas, hubris will only prove to be his downfall. As he feels the hold change though, suddenly he gets a premonition of danger.

“Oh no-”

And up and over he goes landing with a hard grunt on the floor! Wincing, he pouts up at his friend and his rough treatment. “You know, at least I threw you into something soft.” Never mind starting this out of nowhere and using his semblance.

#oz after being served for being rude vc that's so rude #stormswake

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stormswake‌:

Flop. Truly, the worst.

He elbows his way free of Ozpin’s grip, careful not to use his full strength lest he unintentionally turn this into something more serious, and sits up. With a mighty huff that blows his bangs out of his face, he puts his hands on his hips and narrows his eyes.

“Do you honestly think you can defeat me in a physical fight?” 

Despite the warning and efforts to look menacing, his face twitches as he fights off a smile.

Oof. Still though, Oz is laughing warm and free even as Yuan worms his way free, sitting up indignant. Ozpin just adjusts his now skewed spectacles and shrugs, sitting up partially himself. “Maybe not one to the death,” he admits, though he’s still brazen enough to look smug about this whole thing. “But otherwise-” Whoops time skip. Cheater! Now he’s suddenly behind Yuan again with a very lax and loose headlock. “Maybe I can scrape a win through.”

#stormswake #oz vc u wouldn't hit a guy with glasses would u

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stormswake‌:

“You kn–”

He’s lifted!! He flails!!!! Trying to swat at Oz’s hands to get him to release him!!!!!!

Once he realizes what’s going on, though, he’s more exasperated than genuinely alarmed.

“Bastard put me down–”

The initial resistance is expected and he stands strong. Once Yuan calms down a little he starts moving

Oz chuckles heading over towards a non-descript sofa. “Oh I’ll put you down, my friend, don’t worry.” 

The wizard then jumps and slams them both onto it. He’s the worst.

#they are great pals #stormswake