Chapter 113
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Chapter 113:
"I need a drink." Roman slumped out of the bullhead as we landed.
"Juniors?" I asked.
"Yup." He popped. "Need to give the big guy a heads up on what happened."
"Junior's going to be pissed." Melanie added. "He expected an immediate return."
"Yeah, well, he knew the risks." Roman seemed uncaring. "Besides, it's not like he isn't getting ahead here, it just won't be immediate."
"Won't the police stop us?" I mean, we could easily sneak there, but we were just casually walking down the street at this point.
"Pfft, like the Kingdoms are that cooperative. It'll take at least several days before Vale even considers warrants." Roman bit down on his cigar. "And I doubt any of them with a brain will come knocking with you around, kid."
"That's...." I paused considering what he said. "That's fair, I suppose."
Roman snorted. "Yeah, just expect the Atlas military if they really want your ass." He shook his head, clearly fatigued after everything that happened. "Hey, it's your adoring fans." He chuckled as crowds of people began to point at us, scrolls out recording.
I, of course, waved at them happily. "Do you guys not care that you're basically being recorded?"
"It's good for my persona." Roman said flippantly.
And that was also fair.
"Me and Mel work for Junior." Miltia added. "There's a reason he's never overtly touched by the government."
"Copious amounts of blackmail?" I asked. He was a information broker, along with his other illicit activities.
"Yup."
"Huh, neat." I thought for a moment. "Think people would pay for autographs?"
"Kid." Roman turned to me with a flat expression. "That is a genius idea." A smile grew on his face. "I'll need to capitalize on this before I get a new warrant."
"Neo, you good?" I asked the shorter woman, only taking a few glances at how those pants hugged her butt.
She gave a small smile, seemingly unconcerned.
"Please, Neo thrives on the attention." Roman laughed as we approached the club. It wasn't very far away, conveniently close to where the Bullheads parked. He swaggered in, pushing the doors open. "Honey, I'm home." He declared to a club full of people.
Gone was the whole 'dance' theme he had going on before. No, this was set up to watch the fights from earlier, lots of seating, lots of drinks.
It only took a moment before people started clapping and cheering.
"Thank you, thank you." Roman took his hat off and bowed. "You're all too kind, really."
"What's up with the standing ovation?" I asked.
"You got any idea how many people the spider bitch ran out of Mistral or killed friends and family of? Not to mention – fuck the governments. Oh, and a healthy dose of fuck the tournament commission as well. Basically hit the triple with our little adventure."
"The people of the hour." Junior opened his arms, welcoming us back and gesturing to the seats at the bar. The crowd just hollering and whooping even more.
I happily took my seat, a drink already waiting infront of me. "This is not how I expected our return to be like." I down half my glass in one go.
"At the moment, you're not wanted men in Vale." Junior just shrugged, turning back to the huge crowd. "Ladies and Gentleman, we're closing. So, get the hell out."
Many booed and threw jeers at Junior, but they didn't really have any venom behind them. He was weirdly charismatic.
"Gonna debrief now?" I mused sipping my drink.
"You think this is a cop drama or something?" Junior grunted.
"Well, kid isn't wrong." Roman grinned. "So, how's everything after we made our escape?"
Junior took his glasses off, rubbing his eyes. "Shit, Roman. I can't cover you on this one, you're gonna get A LOT of heat on your for this shit."
"I figured." Roman sighed. "How bad is the Kid in it?" He jerked his thumb towards me.
"Up shit creek, the concept of a paddle doesn't even exist for him anymore."
"Ouch." I winced. "Didn't know you cared, Roman."
"Yeah, well, I need to make sure my people don't get caught and snitch on me."
"Sureeeeee." I smiled.
He chose to ignore me. "But what's the latest news."
"Well, you lot are blasted all over the news, kid and you taking the spotlight." He took out his scroll, pressing it a few times and tossed it on the counter.
"Initial estimates are roughly 140,000 Lien in damages –"
"27 Dead – "
"—Worried about an unchecked individual with the ability to kill a Grimm of such caliber"
The Clips changed from time to time as a bunch of people all talked about our escapades.
"Hmm, I wonder if Vacuo is nice this time of the year?" I asked.
"If you like sand, sand, and more sand." Miltia rolled her eyes.
"There's that nice resort there, though." Melanie added helpfully.
"Oh?" I was actually surprised by that.
Neo stood up and excitedly waved her arms.
"Oh yeah, shorty took a vacation there a few months ago, wouldn't stop bragging about it." Miltia added, a tired look on her face.
"We're getting off topic, lets focus on the important stuff." Junior cut off that sidetrack. "Now....what's this I hear about Roman downing a bullhead with....a Dildo?" He raised an eyebrow.
"Oh? I hear Beacon is a good school, but won't you get some flak for going to a school outside the Kingdom?" I could only imagine with her popularity back home that they were all expecting her to go to Haven.
"Maybe, I don't know." She mumbled. "My manager said something similar but....you were from Vale so I wanted to go there."
"Oh, Red."
"I'm going to stop you." She said with a certain amount of confidence in her voice that surprised me.
"Stop me?" I questioned.
"I'll make you stop being a criminal." She declared.
I couldn't help but smile at her words, The way she said them was so genuine. "Do you think you can?" I wanted to poke her a little bit.
She furrowed her brow. "I know you're strong."
"Pyrrha, that wasn't anywhere close to my full strength." I admitted. I wanted to see what her resolve looked like.
She was quiet for a moment. "A lot of people are trying to speculate your semblance, but no one can agree on anything." She looked at me, as if wanting an answer.
"Semblance, huh?" I eyed her. "Tell you mine if you tell me –"
"Polarity." She interrupted me.
I blinked at her. "I was kidding." I face palmed. But that was interesting and I had questions regarding the applications.
"Oh..." She looked down. "That's fine, just – "
I sighed, opening up a portal right behind her. "Space Control." I spoke, almost making her jump in fright.
"Wilhelm!?" She turned around, looking at me in utter shock.
"Hey, Red," I greeted as I stepped over, the scene revealed was an empty park minus us two.
"Space Control?" She muttered, connecting several dots. "That's...scary to think about." She looked up at me. "Is it a good idea for you to be here...?"
"Are you going to arrest me, miss huntress?"
She blushed slightly. "I'm not technically a huntress yet.....only becoming a Huntress in training, legally, when I start my schooling at Beacon."
I couldn't help but smile again at her nervousness. "I never did apologize for what happened." I moved towards a nearby bench, sitting down. She followed me, sitting a little close but I still saw her hesitance.
"For the damage?"
"Oh, I don't really care about that." I admitted. Insurance would most likely cover everything, though I can look into that to clear my conscious incase someone got screwed over due to my flippancy.
"Wilhelm!"
"Well, I am a master criminal." I smirked as she just huffed in annoyance. "I was talking about how we left things." I looked up at the sky, the moon was surprisingly beautiful once I got used to it being shattered like that. "I was a lot like you not too long ago."
"Like me?" She tilt her head, not understanding.
"I told you I was alone for most of my childhood, I mean that literally. I had no friends, no one to confide in, alone." I explained as she looked like she wanted to crawl under a rock at my statement. I understood it, the embarrassment, the depressing thoughts she must have about herself. I knew them all too well. "I don't know how I would have felt if I thought my first friend abandoned me." Our situations weren't a perfect mirror, but it was enough that I can sympathize quite heavily with her.
"We're really friends?" Pyrrha asked quietly.
"Of course." I said genuinely, as she relaxed a bit and I saw a bit of smile hiding behind her neutral expression. "Want a hug?"
"W-what?"
"A hug." I reiterated. "I'm gonna hug you." She made a little sound as I wrapped my arms around her, but she didn't seem to dislike it either as she reciprocated all the same.
"I'm still going to stop you." She whispered.
"Well, then you need to get stronger, huh?" We finally parted, a small blush on her face. "Try not to focus on only that though. You have a chance to make some more friends." I didn't want to be the reason she couldn't have a fun school experience, gods know I missed my chance.
"That's....another reason I wanted to go to Beacon." She admitted. "I thought it would allow me to escape the 'fame'. I'm tired of everyone just propping me up like some kind of idol."
"Hmm, probably, but don't' expect it all to just dissipate into the air." It was a good idea. "You can't expect people to willingly ignore your pedestal, if you won't come down to meet them halfway."
"I know...." She muttered. "I've never been good with people though." She looked embarrassed by the admittance. "I took acting classes when I was younger to help me fake it infront of the cameras."
"Okay, the thought to of you trying to act in a setting like that is a little funny." I would pay money to see her in a play or something. "Actually, I was a part of the theatre club in my school.
"Theatre? They have clubs for that?" She looked at me, and I guess it was a foreign concept to her, in a world with monsters like this.
"It was more common where I'm from." I waived it off as I sighed again. "I'm going to have to disappear for awhile, Red."
"Disappear....because of what happened?"
"Yeah, Vale is probably going to put out a warrant for my arrest. Figured I'd get a head start and hit the road before then."
"Will I still be able to talk to you?"
"Where I'm going, it'll be hard. But I'll make sure to check in when I can."
"Oh....I see." She looked a little depressed at that. "How long do you think you have to hide?"
"Few months, probably. I think I should be able to pop back up in public by the time Beacon's semester starts."
"Really!?" She lit up at me words.
"I promise." I said as I resolved myself to show up even if my face was still being blasted everywhere. I saw so much of the old me in her, I couldn't not be there when she needed moral support.
But I was running down the clock on my stay here. I wanted to finish up a few more things before I departed.
***
Well, we're wrapping up RWBY for now, I just wrote the chapter where MC left over on pat reon. Pyrrha continues to be a cinnamon roll, with a few issues solved between them.
Anyways, if you want to read 5 chapters ahead or support me, visit my /astoryforone.
Please report us if you find any errors so we can fix it asap!
Chapter 113:
"I need a drink." Roman slumped out of the bullhead as we landed.
"Juniors?" I asked.
"Yup." He popped. "Need to give the big guy a heads up on what happened."
"Junior's going to be pissed." Melanie added. "He expected an immediate return."
"Yeah, well, he knew the risks." Roman seemed uncaring. "Besides, it's not like he isn't getting ahead here, it just won't be immediate."
"Won't the police stop us?" I mean, we could easily sneak there, but we were just casually walking down the street at this point.
"Pfft, like the Kingdoms are that cooperative. It'll take at least several days before Vale even considers warrants." Roman bit down on his cigar. "And I doubt any of them with a brain will come knocking with you around, kid."
"That's...." I paused considering what he said. "That's fair, I suppose."
Roman snorted. "Yeah, just expect the Atlas military if they really want your ass." He shook his head, clearly fatigued after everything that happened. "Hey, it's your adoring fans." He chuckled as crowds of people began to point at us, scrolls out recording.
I, of course, waved at them happily. "Do you guys not care that you're basically being recorded?"
"It's good for my persona." Roman said flippantly.
And that was also fair.
"Me and Mel work for Junior." Miltia added. "There's a reason he's never overtly touched by the government."
"Copious amounts of blackmail?" I asked. He was a information broker, along with his other illicit activities.
"Yup."
"Huh, neat." I thought for a moment. "Think people would pay for autographs?"
"Kid." Roman turned to me with a flat expression. "That is a genius idea." A smile grew on his face. "I'll need to capitalize on this before I get a new warrant."
"Neo, you good?" I asked the shorter woman, only taking a few glances at how those pants hugged her butt.
She gave a small smile, seemingly unconcerned.
"Please, Neo thrives on the attention." Roman laughed as we approached the club. It wasn't very far away, conveniently close to where the Bullheads parked. He swaggered in, pushing the doors open. "Honey, I'm home." He declared to a club full of people.
Gone was the whole 'dance' theme he had going on before. No, this was set up to watch the fights from earlier, lots of seating, lots of drinks.
It only took a moment before people started clapping and cheering.
"Thank you, thank you." Roman took his hat off and bowed. "You're all too kind, really."
"What's up with the standing ovation?" I asked.
"You got any idea how many people the spider bitch ran out of Mistral or killed friends and family of? Not to mention – fuck the governments. Oh, and a healthy dose of fuck the tournament commission as well. Basically hit the triple with our little adventure."
"The people of the hour." Junior opened his arms, welcoming us back and gesturing to the seats at the bar. The crowd just hollering and whooping even more.
I happily took my seat, a drink already waiting infront of me. "This is not how I expected our return to be like." I down half my glass in one go.
"At the moment, you're not wanted men in Vale." Junior just shrugged, turning back to the huge crowd. "Ladies and Gentleman, we're closing. So, get the hell out."
Many booed and threw jeers at Junior, but they didn't really have any venom behind them. He was weirdly charismatic.
"Gonna debrief now?" I mused sipping my drink.
"You think this is a cop drama or something?" Junior grunted.
"Well, kid isn't wrong." Roman grinned. "So, how's everything after we made our escape?"
Junior took his glasses off, rubbing his eyes. "Shit, Roman. I can't cover you on this one, you're gonna get A LOT of heat on your for this shit."
"I figured." Roman sighed. "How bad is the Kid in it?" He jerked his thumb towards me.
"Up shit creek, the concept of a paddle doesn't even exist for him anymore."
"Ouch." I winced. "Didn't know you cared, Roman."
"Yeah, well, I need to make sure my people don't get caught and snitch on me."
"Sureeeeee." I smiled.
He chose to ignore me. "But what's the latest news."
"Well, you lot are blasted all over the news, kid and you taking the spotlight." He took out his scroll, pressing it a few times and tossed it on the counter.
"Initial estimates are roughly 140,000 Lien in damages –"
"27 Dead – "
"—Worried about an unchecked individual with the ability to kill a Grimm of such caliber"
The Clips changed from time to time as a bunch of people all talked about our escapades.
"Hmm, I wonder if Vacuo is nice this time of the year?" I asked.
"If you like sand, sand, and more sand." Miltia rolled her eyes.
"There's that nice resort there, though." Melanie added helpfully.
"Oh?" I was actually surprised by that.
Neo stood up and excitedly waved her arms.
"Oh yeah, shorty took a vacation there a few months ago, wouldn't stop bragging about it." Miltia added, a tired look on her face.
"We're getting off topic, lets focus on the important stuff." Junior cut off that sidetrack. "Now....what's this I hear about Roman downing a bullhead with....a Dildo?" He raised an eyebrow.
"Oh? I hear Beacon is a good school, but won't you get some flak for going to a school outside the Kingdom?" I could only imagine with her popularity back home that they were all expecting her to go to Haven.
"Maybe, I don't know." She mumbled. "My manager said something similar but....you were from Vale so I wanted to go there."
"Oh, Red."
"I'm going to stop you." She said with a certain amount of confidence in her voice that surprised me.
"Stop me?" I questioned.
"I'll make you stop being a criminal." She declared.
I couldn't help but smile at her words, The way she said them was so genuine. "Do you think you can?" I wanted to poke her a little bit.
She furrowed her brow. "I know you're strong."
"Pyrrha, that wasn't anywhere close to my full strength." I admitted. I wanted to see what her resolve looked like.
She was quiet for a moment. "A lot of people are trying to speculate your semblance, but no one can agree on anything." She looked at me, as if wanting an answer.
"Semblance, huh?" I eyed her. "Tell you mine if you tell me –"
"Polarity." She interrupted me.
I blinked at her. "I was kidding." I face palmed. But that was interesting and I had questions regarding the applications.
"Oh..." She looked down. "That's fine, just – "
I sighed, opening up a portal right behind her. "Space Control." I spoke, almost making her jump in fright.
"Wilhelm!?" She turned around, looking at me in utter shock.
"Hey, Red," I greeted as I stepped over, the scene revealed was an empty park minus us two.
"Space Control?" She muttered, connecting several dots. "That's...scary to think about." She looked up at me. "Is it a good idea for you to be here...?"
"Are you going to arrest me, miss huntress?"
She blushed slightly. "I'm not technically a huntress yet.....only becoming a Huntress in training, legally, when I start my schooling at Beacon."
I couldn't help but smile again at her nervousness. "I never did apologize for what happened." I moved towards a nearby bench, sitting down. She followed me, sitting a little close but I still saw her hesitance.
"For the damage?"
"Oh, I don't really care about that." I admitted. Insurance would most likely cover everything, though I can look into that to clear my conscious incase someone got screwed over due to my flippancy.
"Wilhelm!"
"Well, I am a master criminal." I smirked as she just huffed in annoyance. "I was talking about how we left things." I looked up at the sky, the moon was surprisingly beautiful once I got used to it being shattered like that. "I was a lot like you not too long ago."
"Like me?" She tilt her head, not understanding.
"I told you I was alone for most of my childhood, I mean that literally. I had no friends, no one to confide in, alone." I explained as she looked like she wanted to crawl under a rock at my statement. I understood it, the embarrassment, the depressing thoughts she must have about herself. I knew them all too well. "I don't know how I would have felt if I thought my first friend abandoned me." Our situations weren't a perfect mirror, but it was enough that I can sympathize quite heavily with her.
"We're really friends?" Pyrrha asked quietly.
"Of course." I said genuinely, as she relaxed a bit and I saw a bit of smile hiding behind her neutral expression. "Want a hug?"
"W-what?"
"A hug." I reiterated. "I'm gonna hug you." She made a little sound as I wrapped my arms around her, but she didn't seem to dislike it either as she reciprocated all the same.
"I'm still going to stop you." She whispered.
"Well, then you need to get stronger, huh?" We finally parted, a small blush on her face. "Try not to focus on only that though. You have a chance to make some more friends." I didn't want to be the reason she couldn't have a fun school experience, gods know I missed my chance.
"That's....another reason I wanted to go to Beacon." She admitted. "I thought it would allow me to escape the 'fame'. I'm tired of everyone just propping me up like some kind of idol."
"Hmm, probably, but don't' expect it all to just dissipate into the air." It was a good idea. "You can't expect people to willingly ignore your pedestal, if you won't come down to meet them halfway."
"I know...." She muttered. "I've never been good with people though." She looked embarrassed by the admittance. "I took acting classes when I was younger to help me fake it infront of the cameras."
"Okay, the thought to of you trying to act in a setting like that is a little funny." I would pay money to see her in a play or something. "Actually, I was a part of the theatre club in my school.
"Theatre? They have clubs for that?" She looked at me, and I guess it was a foreign concept to her, in a world with monsters like this.
"It was more common where I'm from." I waived it off as I sighed again. "I'm going to have to disappear for awhile, Red."
"Disappear....because of what happened?"
"Yeah, Vale is probably going to put out a warrant for my arrest. Figured I'd get a head start and hit the road before then."
"Will I still be able to talk to you?"
"Where I'm going, it'll be hard. But I'll make sure to check in when I can."
"Oh....I see." She looked a little depressed at that. "How long do you think you have to hide?"
"Few months, probably. I think I should be able to pop back up in public by the time Beacon's semester starts."
"Really!?" She lit up at me words.
"I promise." I said as I resolved myself to show up even if my face was still being blasted everywhere. I saw so much of the old me in her, I couldn't not be there when she needed moral support.
But I was running down the clock on my stay here. I wanted to finish up a few more things before I departed.
***
Well, we're wrapping up RWBY for now, I just wrote the chapter where MC left over on pat reon. Pyrrha continues to be a cinnamon roll, with a few issues solved between them.
Anyways, if you want to read 5 chapters ahead or support me, visit my /astoryforone.
Chapter 113:"I need a drink." Roman slumped out of the bullhead as we landed. "Juniors?" I asked. "Yup." He popped. "Need to give the big guy a heads up on what happened." "Junior's going to be pissed." Melanie added. "He expected an immediate return." "Yeah, well, he knew the risks." Roman seemed uncaring. "Besides, it's not like he isn't getting ahead here, it just won't be immediate." "Won't the police stop us?" I mean, we could easily sneak there, but we were just casually walking down the street at this point. "Pfft, like the Kingdoms are that cooperative. It'll take at least several days before Vale even considers warrants." Roman bit down on his cigar. "And I doubt any of them with a brain will come knocking with you around, kid." "That's...." I paused considering what he said. "That's fair, I suppose." Roman snorted. "Yeah, just expect the Atlas military if they really want your ass." He shook his head, clearly fatigued after everything that happened. "Hey, it's your adoring fans." He chuckled as crowds of people began to point at us, scrolls out recording. I, of course, waved at them happily. "Do you guys not care that you're basically being recorded?" "It's good for my persona." Roman said flippantly. And that was also fair. "Me and Mel work for Junior." Miltia added. "There's a reason he's never overtly touched by the government." "Copious amounts of blackmail?" I asked. He was a information broker, along with his other illicit activities. "Yup." "Huh, neat." I thought for a moment. "Think people would pay for autographs?" "Kid." Roman turned to me with a flat expression. "That is a genius idea." A smile grew on his face. "I'll need to capitalize on this before I get a new warrant." "Neo, you good?" I asked the shorter woman, only taking a few glances at how those pants hugged her butt. She gave a small smile, seemingly unconcerned. "Please, Neo thrives on the attention." Roman laughed as we approached the club. It wasn't very far away, conveniently close to where the Bullheads parked. He swaggered in, pushing the doors open. "Honey, I'm home." He declared to a club full of people. Gone was the whole 'dance' theme he had going on before. No, this was set up to watch the fights from earlier, lots of seating, lots of drinks. It only took a moment before people started clapping and cheering. "Thank you, thank you." Roman took his hat off and bowed. "You're all too kind, really." "What's up with the standing ovation?" I asked. "You got any idea how many people the spider bitch ran out of Mistral or killed friends and family of? Not to mention fuck the governments. Oh, and a healthy dose of fuck the tournament commission as well. Basically hit the triple with our little adventure." "The people of the hour." Junior opened his arms, welcoming us back and gesturing to the seats at the bar. The crowd just hollering and whooping even more. I happily took my seat, a drink already waiting infront of me. "This is not how I expected our return to be like." I down half my glass in one go. "At the moment, you're not wanted men in Vale." Junior just shrugged, turning back to the huge crowd. "Ladies and Gentleman, we're closing. So, get the hell out." Many booed and threw jeers at Junior, but they didn't really have any venom behind them. He was weirdly charismatic. "Gonna debrief now?" I mused sipping my drink. "You think this is a cop drama or something?" Junior grunted. "Well, kid isn't wrong." Roman grinned. "So, how's everything after we made our escape?" Junior took his glasses off, rubbing his eyes. "Shit, Roman. I can't cover you on this one, you're gonna get A LOT of heat on your for this shit." "I figured." Roman sighed. "How bad is the Kid in it?" He jerked his thumb towards me. "Up shit creek, the concept of a paddle doesn't even exist for him anymore." "Ouch." I winced. "Didn't know you cared, Roman." "Yeah, well, I need to make sure my people don't get caught and snitch on me." "Sureeeeee." I smiled. He chose to ignore me. "But what's the latest news." "Well, you lot are blasted all over the news, kid and you taking the spotlight." He took out his scroll, pressing it a few times and tossed it on the counter. "Initial estimates are roughly 140,000 Lien in damages " "27 Dead " "Worried about an unchecked individual with the ability to kill a Grimm of such caliber" The Clips changed from time to time as a bunch of people all talked about our escapades. "Hmm, I wonder if Vacuo is nice this time of the year?" I asked. "If you like sand, sand, and more sand." Miltia rolled her eyes. "There's that nice resort there, though." Melanie added helpfully. "Oh?" I was actually surprised by that. Neo stood up and excitedly waved her arms. "Oh yeah, shorty took a vacation there a few months ago, wouldn't stop bragging about it." Miltia added, a tired look on her face. "We're getting off topic, lets focus on the important stuff." Junior cut off that sidetrack. "Now....what's this I hear about Roman downing a bullhead with....a Dildo?" He raised an eyebrow. "Oh? I hear Beacon is a good school, but won't you get some flak for going to a school outside the Kingdom?" I could only imagine with her popularity back home that they were all expecting her to go to Haven. "Maybe, I don't know." She mumbled. "My manager said something similar but....you were from Vale so I wanted to go there." "Oh, Red." "I'm going to stop you." She said with a certain amount of confidence in her voice that surprised me. "Stop me?" I questioned. "I'll make you stop being a criminal." She declared. I couldn't help but smile at her words, The way she said them was so genuine. "Do you think you can?" I wanted to poke her a little bit. She furrowed her brow. "I know you're strong." "Pyrrha, that wasn't anywhere close to my full strength." I admitted. I wanted to see what her resolve looked like. She was quiet for a moment. "A lot of people are trying to speculate your semblance, but no one can agree on anything." She looked at me, as if wanting an answer. "Semblance, huh?" I eyed her. "Tell you mine if you tell me " "Polarity." She interrupted me. I blinked at her. "I was kidding." I face palmed. But that was interesting and I had questions regarding the applications. "Oh..." She looked down. "That's fine, just " I sighed, opening up a portal right behind her. "Space Control." I spoke, almost making her jump in fright. "Wilhelm!?" She turned around, looking at me in utter shock. "Hey, Red," I greeted as I stepped over, the scene revealed was an empty park minus us two. "Space Control?" She muttered, connecting several dots. "That's...scary to think about." She looked up at me. "Is it a good idea for you to be here...?" "Are you going to arrest me, miss huntress?" She blushed slightly. "I'm not technically a huntress yet.....only becoming a Huntress in training, legally, when I start my schooling at Beacon." I couldn't help but smile again at her nervousness. "I never did apologize for what happened." I moved towards a nearby bench, sitting down. She followed me, sitting a little close but I still saw her hesitance. "For the damage?" "Oh, I don't really care about that." I admitted. Insurance would most likely cover everything, though I can look into that to clear my conscious incase someone got screwed over due to my flippancy. "Wilhelm!" "Well, I am a master criminal." I smirked as she just huffed in annoyance. "I was talking about how we left things." I looked up at the sky, the moon was surprisingly beautiful once I got used to it being shattered like that. "I was a lot like you not too long ago." "Like me?" She tilt her head, not understanding. "I told you I was alone for most of my childhood, I mean that literally. I had no friends, no one to confide in, alone." I explained as she looked like she wanted to crawl under a rock at my statement. I understood it, the embarrassment, the depressing thoughts she must have about herself. I knew them all too well. "I don't know how I would have felt if I thought my first friend abandoned me." Our situations weren't a perfect mirror, but it was enough that I can sympathize quite heavily with her. "We're really friends?" Pyrrha asked quietly. "Of course." I said genuinely, as she relaxed a bit and I saw a bit of smile hiding behind her neutral expression. "Want a hug?" "W-what?" "A hug." I reiterated. "I'm gonna hug you." She made a little sound as I wrapped my arms around her, but she didn't seem to dislike it either as she reciprocated all the same. "I'm still going to stop you." She whispered. "Well, then you need to get stronger, huh?" We finally parted, a small blush on her face. "Try not to focus on only that though. You have a chance to make some more friends." I didn't want to be the reason she couldn't have a fun school experience, gods know I missed my chance. "That's....another reason I wanted to go to Beacon." She admitted. "I thought it would allow me to escape the 'fame'. I'm tired of everyone just propping me up like some kind of idol." "Hmm, probably, but don't' expect it all to just dissipate into the air." It was a good idea. "You can't expect people to willingly ignore your pedestal, if you won't come down to meet them halfway." "I know...." She muttered. "I've never been good with people though." She looked embarrassed by the admittance. "I took acting classes when I was younger to help me fake it infront of the cameras." "Okay, the thought to of you trying to act in a setting like that is a little funny." I would pay money to see her in a play or something. "Actually, I was a part of the theatre club in my school. "Theatre? They have clubs for that?" She looked at me, and I guess it was a foreign concept to her, in a world with monsters like this. "It was more common where I'm from." I waived it off as I sighed again. "I'm going to have to disappear for awhile, Red." "Disappear....because of what happened?" "Yeah, Vale is probably going to put out a warrant for my arrest. Figured I'd get a head start and hit the road before then." "Will I still be able to talk to you?" "Where I'm going, it'll be hard. But I'll make sure to check in when I can." "Oh....I see." She looked a little depressed at that. "How long do you think you have to hide?" "Few months, probably. I think I should be able to pop back up in public by the time Beacon's semester starts." "Really!?" She lit up at me words. "I promise." I said as I resolved myself to show up even if my face was still being blasted everywhere. I saw so much of the old me in her, I couldn't not be there when she needed moral support. But I was running down the clock on my stay here. I wanted to finish up a few more things before I departed. *** Well, we're wrapping up RWBY for now, I just wrote the chapter where MC left over on pat reon. Pyrrha continues to be a cinnamon roll, with a few issues solved between them. Anyways, if you want to read 5 chapters ahead or support me, visit my /astoryforone.
