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Where does all the animosity between Nathan and Noah come from? 👀

Comes from them both being dicks who take their anger out on everyone and have mommy and daddy issues

Aka

They’re both exactly like each other and they HATE IT.

They treat everyone like shit but they themselves don’t like being treated like shit, so they don’t like each other.

Noah is also lowkey possessive of the people he cares about.

And Nathan is protective of his pride and hates being embarrassed.

#bowl mixes #Noah ripper #Nathaniel Woodwhisper #the crux #the tales of selcouth #writeblr #writing #writers on tumblr #original character #oc #original oc #original story #original writing #writeblr community

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OMG I'm so excited to see the drawings of all the characters!!!! For a prompt for the group;

"Where the hell did you come from?"

The Crux (Pt. 2)

In which a group of odd individuals meets another group of odd individuals.

The group of seven had been traveling together for a few weeks now, and they had gotten to know each other, for better or worse.

Natasha and Nico had grown quite accustomed to the other four, however Nathaniel was not as open to becoming friends.

Nathaniel stops walking alongside the group, “Seriously?! Pandora, we can’t stop and help every single village we see!”

The others stop and look at Nathan. As much as he hated to admit agreeing with the prick, Noah agreed that he had a point. He puts a hand on Pandora’s shoulder.

“He’s right, Pan. We’re going to waste all of the energy we need if we keep doing this.”

She swats his hand off of her shoulder, looking over at the others with a stern and frustrated look.

“Fine, if you all don’t want to help me, then fine. But I am never going to turn my back on the people that need me.”

She continued walking without the others, Noah begins following her at first, and reaches out, but draws his hand back and stops.

“Dumbass.” Nathan mumbles.

Noah turns and gives him a look that could’ve killed.

“What? You know I’m right. She’s wasting her time.”

“She may not know how the world works, but she’s not stupid.”

“She is if she thinks that everyone is going to sing her praises.”

“You both are wrong.” Natasha intervenes.

Nathan scoffs “How?!”

“Because she doesn’t want people to sing her praises Nathan. If you had actually spent the time to get to know her, you would’ve known that she hates attention and shies away from it.”

He rolls his eyes.

“And Noah, she does know how the world works, you know that better than I do. Just because she has a good heart, good intentions, and the most compassion I’ve ever seen in a person, doesn’t mean she doesn’t know how things in the world work.”

“But she is naive.”

“I’m not arguing that she’s not! I’m arguing that you both are making her out to be someone she isn’t! Now then, are we all just going to sit here and let her kill herself or are we going to help?”

Ambrose and Constance look at each other before nodding, Nico also nods, Noah reluctantly agrees, and Nathaniel says no.

“Fine, suit yourself, but do us a favor and keep watch over the outer area of the town.”

“Fine. Just go.”

Several shots are heard by the civilians, as they see a young woman helping them to kill the monsters.

After some time, all of the monsters have long since died or fled the area.

Pandora hears some slow clapping from behind her. As she turns around, she sees an old woman, dressed in black cowboy attire, with bright yellow eyes peering back at her.

“You’re not too bad with your gun, toots.” The woman says.

“Oh… yeah I’m not nearly as good as my siblings though-“

“Honey.”

“Yes…?”

“Take the compliment.”

“Okay…”

“Anyways, with what you just said, I’m assuming guns are a family affair with y’all?”

“Well of course, my mother is the one who made them after all.” She smiles.

“Ohh, you’re Lady Diana’s daughter. I was wonderin’ why you looked so noblely. Well then, needless to say I’ve got a lot of respect for y’all up in Morgana.”

“Really? But you’re-“

“From the borderlands? Yes ma’am. But I’ve always had respect for y’all because Morganians are the originals. The borderlands wouldn’t have guns without y’all.”

“Oh, I guess that’s right.”

“That being said.” The woman approaches her and holds out her hand.

“Name’s Barbara Monroe, it’s a pleasure to meet you hon.”

Pandora shakes her hand.

“I’m Pandora, Pandora De La Dáinn.”

“Ah you’re the youngest. So tell me, what’s little miss noble gal doin’ all the way out here?” She jokes.

“Well, I’m not sure if you keep up with Morganian news, but I’m looking for my brother.”

“Oh damn, He’s still missing?”

Pandora nods solemnly.

“Well, maybe I… could see about helping you out. I know people all over the place. Besides, me and my partners are trying to find some purpose and that could maybe help.”

“Thank you very much Barbara, I think I’d appreciate that greatly. So… who are your partners?”

Barbara smiles, and then turns around and yells for someone. Two similarly dressed people to her step out from behind a house. One is also in typical cowboy attire while the other looks more like a southern belle.

“Lookit what I found Chance!”

“What? A noble?”

“No you dumbass, a purpose. This young lady is on an adventure of her own, and she’s okay with us traveling with her.”

“Honey are you sure? I mean these two argue till they’re blue in the face.” The southern belle mumbles to her.

“It’s okay. I already have a bit of that myself with two of my traveling companions…”

“Ah… I see, anyways, my name is Amelia Hayes (or Boone), you can just call me Amy.”

“A pleasure to meet you! I’m Pandora.”

Barbara elbows the man next to her, he sputters out an apology and introduces himself, “I’m Chance, Chance Boone.”

“Pandora!” A familiar voice yells. She looks behind her to see almost all of her group behind her.

“Ah… and that’s my group…”

“You don’t sound too thrilled about it.” Barbara mentions.

“We had an argument just before I got here, so…”

Constance runs up to Pandora, “Are you okay? I know you can handle yourself but that was a lot of monsters!”

“I’m okay Connie. Um… do you guys care if we add some more members to the group?” She smiles nervously.

After a brief explanation of who the three borderlands dwellers are and why they’re here, the group agrees with the acceptance of them into the group.

Natasha shifts uncomfortably, “Nathan probably won’t be happy…”

“Who cares what Nathan thinks, he’s a dick.”

“Noah.” Ambrose looks at him.

“What?!”

He sighs, “You haven’t exactly been non dickish either.”

He scoffs before looking away and crossing his arms.

Pandora leans over to Amy, “About that “I already have a bit of that in my own group” thing…”

“Definitely see what you mean…”

The group grabs a quick bite to eat at one of the local taverns, and then sets off to begin traveling once more.

And no.

Nathan was not happy.

#bowl mixes #the tales of selcouth #the crux #writeblr #writing #writers on tumblr #original character #oc #original oc #original story #original writing #writeblr community #Pandora de la dáinn #Noah ripper #constance lockwood #Ambrose Lockwood #Nathaniel Woodwhisper #Nico woodwhisper #Natasha woodwhisper #Barbara Monroe #chance boone #amelia hayes

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Any characters specifically that you'd like to talk about?

Hmmmm

Anyone from The Crux (maybe how to crux interacts with each other??? Idk)

But generally I’d love to talk about Alice and her associates :)

Or Lazarus and his followers :D

#bowl mixes #the tales of selcouth #the crux #writeblr #writing #writers on tumblr #original character #oc #original oc #original story #original writing #writeblr community

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Open for asks about the story! :)

I’m in the mood to talk about character backstories >:3

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I have a question! What's a Soulfetcher?

A soulfetcher is a type of bird!

It is characterized by having four red or yellow eyes, four large wings, sharp talons, and a long, thick beak.

They look similar to crows and ravens but are bigger than both and are roughly the same size as an Andean Condor.

Their calls are known to spook travelers, hikers, campers, among other people, mainly because they closely mimic that of a screaming and dying person.

They can also parrot noises (specifically will parrot voices of people), and are highly intelligent.

All of these traits are what gives them the nickname of “death’s messenger” or “deaths omen”, since it’s believed that they parrot the voices of those that have passed.

They’re also believed to be omens of death. In some cultures, they are a negative omen that someone will die. While in others, they are a signifier of a peaceful death or of a dead relative visiting.

They are rarely seen, only typically heard.

Morgana’s ruling family (the De La Dáinn family) is known to house these birds in their gardens.

A while ago, you could find the youngest member outside at night, feeding them and talking to them. Although, she’s since grown up and isn’t at home anymore.

#bowl mixes #world building #the tales of selcouth #the crux #Pandora de la dáinn #writeblr #writing #writers on tumblr #original character #oc #original oc #original story #original writing #writeblr community

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Some De La Dáinn Stuff

The De La Dáinn Emblem:

Crows, Ravens, and Soulfetchers are all seen as Maveth’s messengers, and they’re considered to be a highly respected animal, they are typically used to deliver letters and small packages to other parts of the world from Morgana.

De La Dáinn Family Tree:

This is the De La Dáinn family tree, this does NOT consider the siblings, other children, or children of the siblings of the unnamed De La Dáinns.

You will need to zoom in to see all of their names, however, with that said

Family members:

- Alexander De La Dáinn (Pandora’s dad)

- Diana De La Dáinn (Pandora’s mom)

- Elizabeth De La Dáinn (Pandora’s Aunt)

- Fredrick De La Dáinn (Pandora’s Uncle)

- Victor De La Dáinn

- Arthur De La Dáinn

- Vesper De La Dáinn

- Henry De La Dáinn

- Theodore De La Dáinn

- Eleanor De La Dáinn

- Harriet De La Dáinn

- Pandora De La Dáinn

- Clyde De La Dáinn

- Scarlett De La Dáinn

- Cecilia De La Dáinn

- Ellis De La Dáinn

- Thomas De La Dáinn

- Louis De La Dáinn (Victor’s husband)

- Clara De La Dáinn (Victor’s daughter)

- Sephtis De La Dáinn (Immortal great x??? Grandfather)

- Franklin De La Dáinn (Diana’s Father) - Deceased

- Nyx De La Dáinn (Diana’s Mom) - Deceased

- Dead Sisters x4 (Artemis, Mona, Luna, Selene) (Diana’s Sisters)

- Dead Brothers x3 (Altair, Orion, Sterling) (Diana’s Brothers)

- Dead Aunts x5 (Annora, Bellamira, Eirlys, Juliet, Layla) (Diana’s Aunts)

- Dead Uncles x7 (Donovan, Augustus, Azrael, Oleander, Morris, Clarence, Zane) (Diana’s Uncles)

- Dead Cousins x15 (Lorelei, Lenore, Abraham, George, Oliver, Annabelle, Charlotte, Cornelius, Emmanuel, Beatrice, Elaine, Irene, Ezra, Hugh, Matthias) (Diana’s Cousins)

- Dead Grandparents x5 (Carmilla’s Mom, Carmilla’s Dad, Carmilla, Elliot, Heather)

- Dead Spouses x8 (Rosalind, Maverick, Joseph, Irma, Chantal, Crawford, Dorian, Devina)

- Kardama (First Ruler of Morgana)

- Maverick (First Ruler of Morgana)

- Maveth (Family Origin Father)

- Cynthia (Family Origin Mother)

Talents (for the general De La Dáinn family):

Diana: Umbramancy

Alexander: Unquestionable orders (Can make people do things basically)

Elizabeth: Bestiamancy

Fredrick: Regeneration

Victor: Demonic Relic Creation

Louis: Sound Manipulation

Clara: Emotional control/ manipulation

Arthur: Heightened Senses

Vesper: Duplication of objects

Henry: Healing/Identification of ailments and injuries

Theodore: Lightning conduction and generation

Eleanor: Telekinesis

Harriet: Vision of hidden objects/ transcripts (the ability to see things others are unable to see)

Pandora: Soul magic (the ability to make, maintain, and manipulate souls, manipulation of souls can be used for bad but Pandora doesn't really do that ever)

Noah: Contract Magic

Clyde: Summoning

Scarlett: Pyrokinesis

Cecilia: Cryokinesis

Ellis: Levitation

Thomas: Super Strength

Bonus - Franklin: Soul Reading

Feel free to ask about anything related to the De La Dáinns

#the de la dáinn family #the tales of selcouth #the crux #bowl mixes #writeblr #writing #writers on tumblr #original character #oc #original oc #original story #original writing #writeblr community #Pandora de la dáinn

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Feel free to ask me about any number of my cloqwork AUs

We cloqwork posting today fellas

AUs:

- altered chronicles au

- forthcoming au

- remnant heirs au

- young leaders au

- cloqwork familiar au (being currently reworked :D)

- cloqwork swap au

- kalopsia remnant au (formerly warped remnant)

- academy of death au

- recurring au

- (maybe a Selcouth au???? 👀)

#cloqwork #ozqrow #ozpin #qrow branwen #bowl mixes #rwby #rwby aus #forthcoming au #remnant heirs au #kalopsia remnant au #young leaders au #cloqwork familiar au #rwby altered chronicles au #cloqwork swap au #academy of death au #cloqwork recurring au

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site that you can type in the definition of a word and get the word

site for when you can only remember part of a word/its definition 

site that gives you words that rhyme with a word

site that gives you synonyms and antonyms

#bowl mixes #future reference #writeblr #writing #writers on tumblr

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Heyo!!

Feel free to ask about The Crux characters

This does include questions about Victor, Louis, and Clara as well uwu

#bowl mixes #the crux #the tales of selcouth #writeblr #writing #writers on tumblr #original character #oc #original oc #original story #original writing #writeblr community

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Pt 2 of the Crux 👀 what's that all about?

Basically the seven (Pandora, Noah, Constance, Ambrose, Nathaniel, Nico, and Natasha) meeting Barbara, Amelia, and Chance :)

#the crux #the tales of selcouth #bowl mixes #writeblr #writing #writers on tumblr #original character #oc #original oc #original story #original writing #writeblr community

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Thanks for the tag :)

RWBY exchange fic

The Crux, Pt. 2

There isn’t really a lot there lol

Open for anyone who wants to do this!

WIP Files Tag

Thank you for the tag, @wondernoise! I haven't played this tag game in a while :D

RULES: make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

These are documents (and one folder) in my Active WIPs folder XD

Ozpin's Halfway House AU (folder)

How an Angel Gets Its Wings

Build What You Cannot Find

Ficlet Bank

Ozqrow Week 2023

This taught me that I have to update my Active WIP folder. Some of these are not active and one of them is finished 😂 why is that here?

Send me an ask to learn more 👀

Tagging: @mixing-bowl-of-stories, @bafflement, @collectingsparechangemadeeasy1

#rwby #fan fic #rwby fan fic #bowl mixes #the crux #the tales of selcouth

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Hello!

So what is the story of the Lockwood kids?

Hiya! This kinda sucks but here’s the rundown.

The story of the Lockwood Kids starts with their parents.

After their parents had been defeated by an adventuring party named The Illusionary Kindred, they quickly hid from the world, creating what would soon be their own cult.

This cult was founded on the belief that if they aligned themselves with the demon Avantee, they would be given mercy and riches.

However, the Lockwoods felt they needed to keep their bloodline going, and thus ended up having three children. (If one turns against them, what’s just shifting the inheritance to the other two?)

The Lockwoods never saw their children as, well, children, more as tools of power to boost not only their own power, but to lure people in and sacrifice them.

When Lazarus was 18, he was forced/manipulated into making a contract with Avantee himself. In doing so, he instructed the Lockwoods to do the same with their two other children. Ambrose and Constance, (one 14, one 12) had made deals with two other demons who had previously helped Avantee (Vin’nyla and Calyx).

Once Ambrose and Constance had seen what kind of power their eldest brother possessed now, and what their parents planned to do with that power, the two decided to run away.

It was not easy, though.

For days they avoided their parents’ cult, who was searching for them. Managing to narrowly escape several times before they arrived at a strange station.

Keeping in mind that each of the Lockwood kids had never seen the world outside of the cult, they had no idea what this place was.

That is, until a uniformed man asks them for their train tickets. They had heard of trains but had never been in a train station.

They both assumed this was the end for them until a young boy, covered in dirt, soot, and bandages, offered to pay for their tickets with the money he had.

The three board the train and the siblings thank the boy for helping them. They learn his name and where they are headed.

Morgana.

They both take a sigh of relief in hearing this. This was the one place they knew their parents would not want to touch.

As they spoke to the boy, named Noah, they learned that this was also the reason he had decided to head to Morgana.

When they arrive in Morgana, they are met with trouble when Noah’s mom finds him. They manage to fight off the woman, with the help of a small half elf girl, before quickly grabbing Noah and begging the girl for help.

This is when they notice that their friend is not necessarily normal, but that’s beside the point in their minds. He needs help.

The four travel back to the girl’s home, a large mansion, where her family takes the three in hurriedly and helps them.

This family, is the De La Dáinn family, one of the most notorious families in Selcouth, and specifically Agrona Morgana.

They offer the children one of their small houses in the city for them to live in, and the three accept.

They visit the family often and hang out with their youngest, the girl who helped them. Her name is Pandora.

One day, long after they had began living in Morgana, Pandora comes running up to them and asks them if they’d like to travel with her. Confused, they ask what’s going on.

She shows them a journal with her eldest brother’s name on it, a man that they had learned had disappeared a long time ago.

And thus, the four set off on their journey to Urmas.

#bowl mixes #constance lockwood #Ambrose Lockwood #Lazarus lockwood #Noah ripper #Pandora de la dáinn #the crux #the tales of selcouth #writeblr #writing #writers on tumblr #original character #oc #original oc #original story #original writing #writeblr community

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I wanna learn about Barbra! How did she become an adventurer? 👀

The Tale of Ms. Monroe

Barbara was always an adventurer, being an outlaw had its own adventure to it.

But how she started her adventure outside of being an outlaw, is a bit of an interesting story.

After she had been shot several times by her former outlaw band, she limps her way over to the only person she can imagine would even remotely want to help her.

Chance.

She weakly knocked on the door. Chance, knowing people don’t knock at this hour, cautiously opens the door.

“Barbara. What do you want?”

“Well as you can see toots I’m kinda in a sticky situation.”

Chance is taken aback by this, but thinks about it for a second. He shouldn’t have let her in, he really shouldn’t have. But he was never one to turn down the opportunity to save a life.

Even if that life belongs to a woman who has done nothing good in that life.

He takes her in and his wife comes out and looks shocked. Without a second thought, she helps Barbara sit down and hurries off to her room to grab some of her potions.

She comes back out, her arms filled with first aid supplies and bottles. Gently setting them down, she shoos Chance out of the room before addressing her wounds.

Barbara is confused, but thankful nonetheless. She’d heard that Chance had gotten married at one point but she had never met the other woman.

Chance had probably talked about her to his wife, and yet she was helping her without any second thought.

“So, hon, why are you helping me? I’m sure Chance ain’t spoken anything good about me.”

“Why shouldn’t I? You’re injured, and it’s my job to care for the injured, no matter who they are. Even if I’m not fond of them. Besides, Chance may have his own issues with you, but I prefer to see people with my own eyes.”

The two stayed silent until Amelia, as she had learned, had finished up. Once she was finished, she handed an odd shaped bottle to Barbara and instructed her to drink it.

Barbara gave her a questioning look.

Amelia gave her one back.

“You’re already shot, if I wanted you dead then you would’ve been left outside to die.”

She had a point.

“What is it?”

“A simple healing potion.”

Barbara pops the cork out, it falling to the floor somewhere near the end of the couch she was on, and chugs the bottle.

When she’s done, she looks at the bottle before looking back and Amelia.

“Yeah yeah I know, not the tastiest thing in the world.”

“Don’t worry about it hon, I’ve had worse.”

“That’s… not a good response.”

“Why?”

“…Aren’t you tired of that? Of being worried about getting food and water constantly? I know Chance is, and you’re about double his age… I can’t imagine how long you’ve been living like this.”

Barbara thought for a second.

“I’ll be real, I am. But… I ain’t got nothing left if not this. I don’t have a family, all my partners have either beat or left me, and I clearly ain’t got any friends anymore…”

She looks down at her bandages.

“So yer fellow outlaws did this shit?”

The two women look over at the door to one of the bedrooms, Chance stands there with his arms crossed.

“Yeah. They did.”

“That’s why you came to us?”

“Yessir.”

Seeing Barbara like this, the outlaw queen herself, this vulnerable and pathetic, put things into perspective for the young sheriff.

She wasn’t as big and bad as she liked to make herself out to be, she was just a lonely old woman, who had nothing now.

But at the same time, so was Chance. He didn’t have anything either, besides Amy.

“Well, lemme offer you this.”

Barbara raises an eyebrow, “Yer offering me something?”

“Yep, I ain’t got nothing left here either. And Amy isn’t from here, so she ain’t got nothing either. We were planning on leaving The Borderlands, heading on out to find some people who have ruined my life and to find some purpose. Do you… wanna come with?”

“Where y’all headed first?”

“Probably Agrona.”

“Hm. Alright…”

She thought for a moment, was this a good idea?

But what else did she have to lose? It’s not like she had made many good decisions before now.

And… this felt like a good decision.

Nothing was left for her here. It was time to move on.

“Fine, I’ll travel with y’all. M’ not gonna promise I’m easy to travel with though.”

“It’s okay, Chance isn’t easy to travel with either.” Amy teases.

“Hey!”

Barbara laughs, “Cheers to that, hon.”

In the morning, they all grabbed their horses, saddled them, and headed off in the direction of Morgana. Who knows what they would find.

Who could’ve guessed they would’ve become part of the group that would make history? Certainly not them.

But for now, they ride off into a new sunrise.

#barbara monroe #chance boone #amelia hayes #the crux #the tales of selcouth #bowl mixes #writeblr #writing #writers on tumblr #original character #oc #original oc #original story #original writing #writeblr community

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Feel free to ask about The Crux characters individually!

I’m looking to flesh out these characters:

- the Lockwood kids (Lazarus, Ambrose, Constance)

- Barbara

- Amelia & Chance

- The Mantlebar sibs (Lilith & Josiah)

- the Woodwhisper kids (Natasha, Nico, Nathaniel)

- Karissa

#bowl mixes #the crux #the tales of selcouth #writeblr #writing #writers on tumblr #original character #oc #original oc #original story #original writing #writeblr community

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Colored

The Crux

Finally finished drawing all of them, I might color them tomorrow.

In the meantime! Here’s what they all look like! With their names next to them of course (I’m so sorry if you can’t read my handwriting ik it’s bad)

Feel free to zoom in if you need to!

#bowl mixes #the crux #the tales of selcouth #writeblr #writing #writers on tumblr #original character #oc #original oc #original story

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The Crux

Finally finished drawing all of them, I might color them tomorrow.

In the meantime! Here’s what they all look like! With their names next to them of course (I’m so sorry if you can’t read my handwriting ik it’s bad)

Feel free to zoom in if you need to!

#bowl mixes #the crux #the tales of selcouth #writeblr #writing #writers on tumblr #original character #oc #original oc #original story #original writing #writeblr community

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For the Academy of Death AU, I have a dialogue prompt mayhaps :)

"Is this some kind of trick?"

Uncertain Trust

So because it’s almost 12:00 when I’m writing this, and I have nothing better to do. Let’s see about writing this.

Qrow was considered to be the worst possible student at the academy. So much so that it was starting to put him out of bad crowds and into good ones, confusingly enough. But alas, the value of a car keeps going down until at some point it’s considered “vintage”, and then the price skyrockets.

He figured it was the same kind of thing.

These kids, and adults, starting hanging around Mr. Worst-student-at-the-academy because he was the only one who actually had the gall to stick up for himself against the staff and not crumble under the pressure and weight.

He wasn’t quite sure why, but it felt like this wasn’t the first time something like this had happened before. Although, he still had yet to regain his memories.

And thus, that’s why he was sat in the armchair opposite to the man of the hour. Headmaster Ozpin. Qrow’s amount of strikes was at maybe 150 at this point. And he could only guess that the man wanted to have words with him about it again.

And so, he sat there, eyeing the other suspiciously as he pulled out a handful of papers.

“So, Mr. Branwen-“

“If you’re going to scold me about my strikes, you can forget it because I’m not stopping what I’m doing.”

“Always to the point. However, I was not talking about that.”

Qrow raises an eyebrow, “Okay…? Then get on with it, I’ve got better places to be than to sit around in your office talking to you.”

Ozpin sighs, keeping his smile but ultimately letting disappointment show through slightly. Well damn, now he kinda felt bad for that comment.

“Anyways, I figured I should be a bit honest with you.”

“About?”

“Your memories. I’m sure you have noticed that the others have gained at least one memory from their past, including Oscar, but you have not.”

Qrow thought for a second as he stared at Oz. He was trying to read him, but he was making it hard. Always keeping that same cheerful smile on his face at all times.

“…Is this some kind of trick?”

“Why would it be?”

“We’re talking about you, headmaster. You basically dropped a bombshell on the entire school when you mentioned that only one of us would be able to go.”

“I changed my mind, no?”

“Even if, doesn’t stop me from having trust issues with you having some kind of ulterior motive.”

Ozpin looks away, “ah… well, my apologies then. I hadn’t realized I had invoked that kind of reaction…”

“Yeah…”

“But that’s besides the point. No, it is not a trick.”

“So then why haven’t you given me them back yet.”

“…consider it a, possibly foolish, attempt to protect you from your own trauma and feelings. Your memories are not happy ones, and the ones that are happy will be soured by the knowledge of how you died.”

“So… you’re trying to spare my feelings basically?”

“Yes. Because I truly would hate to see you in the condition I suspect you’ll be in after I give these to you.”

“You have to give them to me at some point. As much as I appreciate you looking out for me, this is for me to deal with by myself.” He looks away.

“Pushing people away, are we?”

“Huh?”

“You did that a lot in life, I’m not surprised that in death you do the same thing. You should let people help you.”

“Yeah yeah…”

“I will respect your request though, and I will start slowly giving them back.”

“Thanks. Does that mean I can go now?”

“Yes, you may go and cause whatever trouble it is you cause for the teachers” he laughs.

Qrow smiles a little at this, “I’ll see you around, headmaster.” And proceeds to leave the office, shutting the door behind him.

Ozpin thinks for a moment.

“Then get on with it, I’ve got better places to be than to sit around in your office talking to you.”

…Why did that bother him so much?

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