#c: pyrrha

[fawntastic]

tlt drawing req.... would you draw pyrrha in her original body? or perhaps C and N? I'd love more old ppl 💗

How about both? Ft my house designs for all of them!

[mayasaura]

Obsessed with that bit where P— told John to be a bad wizard. That they could write the history books later to say he was good, but what he needed to do now was to scare the shit out of people. What he needed was leverage.

Because that's what he did! That's exactly what he did. He got his leverage, he played the bad wizard, he scared the shit out of everyone. And then after the dust settled, when he was the last man standing, he wrote the history books to say he was good.

And like. The thing that gets me is. After all that, he named her Pyrrha.

They won. It wasn't worth it.

[howlingday]

Imagine Jaune as Scott Sterling(from Studio C). How funny would that be? Pyrrha would probably sue the coach and let Nora beat up the team.

Oobleck: Welcome back to our coverage of the game between Teams RWBY and JNPR.

Port: If you're just joining us today, you've missed most of an unbelievably well fought match between two incredible teams tonight. It has all come down to the final, penalty shots. All it takes is enough points for either team. Here comes the kick...

Pyrrha: (Kicks, Scores goal)

Oobleck: OH! SPECTACULAR! Team JNPR's star player, Pyrrha Nikos, has just landed a goal for her team, so now the burden rests on Team JNPR's goal-keeper, Jaune Arc.

Port: Here he comes. A fine lad with nerves of steel. He's got more hanging over him than the city of Mantle right now.

Oobleck: Indeed, and it seems the fans are showing their appreciation for it. Yang Xiao Long places the ball on the spot, getting ready.

Port: That girl literally has a cannon for a leg, and here she comes! Winding up for the shot and-

Yang: (Kicks)

Jaune: (Pelted in the face)

Oobleck/Port: OOOOOOOOOOOOH!

Port: THE CANNON HAS FIRED AND HAS STRUCK JAUNE ARC IN THE FACE DIRECTLY!

Oobleck: We clocked that at a stunning 116 kilometers per hour!

Port: Now that's a lot of, er, miles per hour!

Oobleck: Even with aura, there is no chance that young man's nose isn't broken right now.

Port: Oh, indeed!

Jaune: (Dazed)

Goodwitch: (Shining a light in his face, Nods, Leaves)

Port: Now it seems Team JNPR's coach, Professor Goodwitch, is examining him and deems him fit for duty after a short rest. Sadly, he's not out of the woods yet.

Oobleck: On his feet now, a bit shaken.

Port: But not stirred!

Oobleck/Port: HAHAHAHA!

Port: This crowd absolutely loves this young man.

Oobleck: He returns to his team, who welcome him back as a hero. And now comes another penalty kick, and scoring here would make it two nil. Nora Valkyrie approaches the ball with determination!

Nora: (Kicks, Misses goal)

Port: She hits high and wide, way off target!

Oobleck: She must have thought she was playing Mantle Football and attempting a field goal!

Port: Wrong kind of football, I'd say! And back now to Jaune Arc, looking a bit worse for wear, but ready for round two.

Oobleck: The shot takes a moment, but here comes Belladonna!

Blake: (Kicks)

Jaune: (Beaned in the schnozz)

Oobleck/Port: OOOOOOOOOOOOH!

Port: Jaune Arc with the fantastic dive! The ball flies straight through the air and his hands and whacks Jaune Arc right in the sniffer!

Oobleck: Looking again on the instant replay and OH! EVERY EXCRUCIATING DETAIL IS CAPTURED PERFECTLY IN HIGH-DEFINITION PERFECTION! Clocked in at 129 kilometers per hour.

Port: Arc does not look well. Two wonderful saves compounding two DEFINITE concussions.

Goodwitch: (Carries Jaune on shoulder)

Jaune: (Falls, Dragged away)

Oobleck: This seems to be the end of Jaune Arc's performance tonight.

Port: Indeed, as his coach pulls him through the grass and off the field, like a large-breasted lioness dragging a gazelle with a broken nose across the savannah.

Oobleck: Adieu, Jaune Arc. Adieu.

Port: JNPR now with their third PK. Weiss bouncing at the goal like an infant. The crowd holds their breath as Valkyrie moves in... OH! Very anticlimactic there. Let's see who they got to replace Jaune Ar-

Oobleck/Port: JAUNE ARC!

Port: JAUNE ARC IS BACK!

Oobleck: Jaune Arc is still in the game! Oh my, and it seems he's taken a very odd tactic now!

Port: He seems to be in the fetal position, covering his face.

Oobleck: Not a recommended technique, but here it co- Oh, wait! It seems Weiss Schnee is stopping to tie her shoe.

Port: Ho ho! And that's why you do a double-knot, kids!

Oobleck: Arc, still waiting for the kick to happen. He's probably wondering when the-

Jaune: (Looks up)

Weiss: (Kicks, Pops him in the beak)

Oobleck/Port: OOOOOOOOOOOOH!

Oobleck: SWEET, CREAMY DECAF!

Port: The ball strikes Arc right in the face, further crushing his nostrils into thin slits! He must be breathing only blood by now! He's going to look like one of those cartoon characters that just ran into a frying pan while they were chasing after a mouse!

Oobleck: I don't even care that we missed Lie Ren's attempt! Let's go back to-

Oobleck/Port: JAUNE ARC!

Port: THE MAN!

Oobleck: THE MYTH!

Oobleck/Port: THE LEGEND!

Jaune: (Stumbling to the goal, Bloodied and battered)

Port: I can't wait to see Arc and his catlike face reflexes!

Oobleck: Absolutely incredible, though I must say that Arc does not look well at all lying on the ground there.

Port: Well, you know athletes. They like to add a bit of drama to their performances.

Jaune: (Picked up by Ren and Nora)

Port: Are they taking him out?

Pyrrha: (Runs out with chair)

Oobleck: They brought him a chair! A bold move by their coach!

Jaune: (Reaches for his team leaving)

Oobleck: This is basically a gimme! Ruby Rose has to literally kick it anywhere that isn't where Jaune Arc is!

Port: There is no way Team RWBY can mess up this shot!

Jaune: (Begging Ruby)

Ruby: (Kicks, Craters his face)

Oobleck/Port: OOOOOOOOOOOOH!

Oobleck: ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY-EIGHT KILOMETERS PER HOUR!

Port: THIS MAN CAN DO NO WRONG! Just look at him in this instant replay, begging for mercy when it should be mercy begging for him!

Oobleck: He has looked Death in the eye and said, "Take your best shot!" To which Death replies with repeated punches to Arc's face! Just over and over and over again!

Port: If Team JNPR make this final shot, it's all over! But-

Oobleck/Port: OOOOOOOOOOOOH!

Port: No! Pyrrha Nikos misses, clearly too distracted by the wounds her partner, Jaune Arc, has sustained in this game! Speaking of, it's time we go back to-

Oobleck/Port: JAUNE! ARC!

Port: His face is like a brick wall!

Oobleck: A brick wall that can feel only pain and cries a lot!

Port: Wait a minute... I see Team RWBY's star kicker, Penny Polendina, but where's Jaune Arc?

Oobleck: ...Oh! It seems Arc is crawling away from the goal! WHAT IS HE DOING?!

Port: HE'S THROWING AWAY THE MATCH!

Penny: (Kicks exactly where she needs to)

Jaune: (...Words cannot describe the calamity of what just happened. At least, they fail to accurately depict what could be described as what really happened. The only accuracy that could be described in this space is that there was physical contact between Jaune Arc's face and a large, head-sized ball, and that there was a lot of bodily fluids that resulted from this contact, and that Jaune Arc was in so much pain that it's likely he passed out or away, though it's also just as likely that he didn't.)

Oobleck/Port: OOOOOOOOOOOOH!

Port: ARC HAS DONE THE IMPOSSIBLE!

Oobleck: ICAN'TBELIEVEIT! LOOKATTHAT! HE'SDONETHEIMPOSSIBLE! He was hit just right! What incredible instincts he had to just crawl away from the goal like that!

Port: His team rushes to the field, happy as a lark, as they all slide in and accidentally kick Jaune Arc in the face!

Oobleck: And now his team his carrying him off and away on an orange stretch of victory, glory, and emergency medical attention! Jaune Arc and his face of steel have won it all!

[dragon-razor-writings]

Yang:*Watching TV*

Pyrrha:*comes into the common room* “Hi, Yang.”

Yang: “Hey, Pyrrha.”

Pyrrha:“What are you watching?”

Yang: “C-drama I found. Pretty neutral on it at the moment.”

Pyrrha: “Mind if I watch it with you?”

Yang: “Go ahead, I'm not stopping you.”

(Some Time Later)

Ruby:*walks into the common room* “Hey, I’m…back…”

Yang:*curled up on the floor, bawling like a child*

Pyrrha:*clear signs of crying* “Why…why must the story writers do this to us?!”

Ruby:“What the fuck-”

[fatepowered]

she is looking intently at @destructivourr's giant toe beans... they look so squishable...

[ipsaoleraollalegit]

achilles is ginger in the same way a lion is ginger. to me.

[auratold]

She's alive. He has to keep reminding himself of that. Has to soothe his racing core whenever he sees her falter in her steps. Ren knows Pyrrha is strong, knows she can recover from this. But his own innate instincts want him to fret over her and kill any who look at her and-- Ren is more human than grimm. Has to remember that.

He only lets those possessive, fiercely protective grimmling instincts take over in the dark of night, when he can safely curl his tail around Pyrrha and put his head on her chest to listen to her heart to remind him it still beats. When his eyes look just a touch more red than pink, when his claws rest on the groups blanket Like tonight, where his frame curls up against her and his head carefully rests in it's usual place while trying not to disturb Jaune himself on the other side.

Ren worries a bit more than usual though when Pyrrha's frame shifts to accommodate them both. He can't help it, she needed rest and he might have bothered her-

"Sorry, didn't mean to wake you up."

Sleeping amongst her teammates tended to quell nightmares of Beacon before they started. Jaune, Nora, Ren- their presence was soothing, never failing to bring a sense of security and home. But neither that comfort nor her aura could damper the lingering pain from her healing wounds. Pyrrha found herself shuffling slightly as she woke, a jolt of pain from her chest registering before the gentle pressure to the side of it, Ren's head no doubt.

"Mm, you didn't wake me, it's alright." Pyrrha starts, her voice thick with sleep. She doesn't want to admit that pain did, doesn't want to worry her teammate. Gods, she's put them through enough, the three of them having to watch her slow recovery from wounds that should have taken her life. Instead, she draws even breaths, focusing on the simple in and out motion than the flare up of pain that had woken her before turning slightly to look at Ren. "Are you okayt? It's bound to be late."

[goldenamaranthe-blog]

Now for an actual Dog Days AU ask:

Dog!Nora constantly getting- or taking more like- piggyback rides from the other larger dogs. It changes on which dog she's sitting whenever the owners look away.

Oh, here's a fun one! Let's go!

*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*

Terrier!Nora: (hops up on GR!J's back and starts ripping donuts)

Jaune: No, Nora, down.

Nora: But I'm not on anything...

Jaune: Not you.

Terrier!Nora: (hops up on D!P back and rides off into "battle")

Pyrrha: Nora, no. Get down.

Nora: I'm not on anything!

Pyrrha: Not you, Nora.

Terrier!Nora: (hops up on C.H!R's back for snuggles)

Ren: ......

Terrier!Nora: (puppy eyes)

C. Hound Ren: (not quite puppy eyes, but close)

Ren: Okay, Nora. You can stay there.

Nora: (laying on Ren's stomach on the couch) I don't remember asking if this was oka- OH!!! The terrier. Right. (snuggles back in)

[technicolorxsn]

I wish ntn had the htn dramatis personae so I could tell who the various letter names in the john sections were supposed to be

[arc-misadventures]

It's What He Likes

Pyrrha: O-Okay... Isn't this outfit a little... suggestive...?

Coco: That the whole point of it, Pyrrha! You asked me for an outfit that will drive, Jaune wild, and I gave you one.

Pyrrha: I know, but isn't this a little much?

Coco: You can either wear this outfit that's mostly covering you up, or you put on a swimsuit. What will it be?

Pyrrha: I-I'll stick with this one...

Coco: That a shame... He would have loved to see how your body would appear in a sports swimsuit. All those lustful curves, plump thighs of yours, and those luscious melons of yours.

Pyrrha: Coco?!

Coco: Hahaha~! Relax love.

Pyrrha: Haa... are you sure this will work.

Coco: Of course I am! My outfit accelerants those aspects of yours. Jaune will love them~! Afterall, that was his description of you, not mine.

Pyrrha: I-It's his...!?

Coco: Well, I best get going. Bunny Boy should be here any moment now. Have fun~!

Pyrrha: T-Thanks, Coco.

Coco: Oh! One more thing before I go...

Pyrrha: What is it?

Coco: I left a box of condoms on your bedside counter over there.

Pyrrha: C-Condoms?

Coco: Yeah, the ones you had were too small for, Jaune.

Pyrrha: T-Too small?!

Coco: Bye~!

Pyrrha: ...

Pyrrha: What size are these...?

Pyrrha: Oh...

Pyrrha: OH?!

Pyrrha: I-I didn't know they came in such a size...

Pyrrha: ...

Pyrrha: Wait, how do you know he's this big?!

~~~

Jaune: Hmm... Hey, Pyrrha can you explain to me why, Coco told me to go to my dormroom?

Pyrrha: She helped me coordinate an outfit.

Jaune: She coordinated an outfit for you? Well, that's a good thing, you aren't all that good when it comes to fashion.

Pyrrha: that's... That's true... So, Jaune w-what do you think of my outfit...?

Jaune: What do I think of your...

Jaune: Outfit...?

Jaune: ...

Pyrrha: Well... What do you think?

Jaune: One second...

(Ping-Ping-Ping~!)

: Hello, Fearless Leader! What can I do for you?

Jaune: Nora, I need you, and Ren to find another place to spend the night.

Nora: Why?

Jaune: Pyrrha is in a bunny suit.

Nora: Pyrrha's in a what...?!

Jaune: Goodbye, Nora. See you tomorrow.

Nora: No wait! I need photos! I need...!?

(Beep!)

Jaune: Now then, Pyrrha...

Pyrrha: Y-Yes...?

Jaune: You're dressed as a bunny. Care to see why my nickname, Bunny Boy isn't because of my, Pumpkin Pete's hoodie~?

Pyrrha: P-Please be gentle...?

Jaune: Mmmm... Nope~!

Pyrrha: Oh...

Pyrrha: Oh no...

[fatepowered]

Nervously, Pyrrha glances over her shoulder before returning her eyes to Scarlett. She isn't sure who she should trust - an enemy could be anywhere. Still, there's something about this woman... the way she speaks to Pyrrha with understanding, that prevents Pyrrha from simply backing away & leaving.

" Okay... if it doesn't trouble you. " Even after being brought back as an evil witch's thrall, Pyrrha Nikos retains her politeness.

scarlett's seen this look before. she's seen it in her own eyes, when she was pyrrha's own age. she's seen it in the eyes of the girls who came into the brothel, thinking they could make a killing for the summer before quitting and going somewhere else, or the girls who came in trying to pay off debts they owed to men and women they were afraid of. that emptiness of the soul, that hollowed out husk of a body that moved and breathed and still existed on the planet, but the mind was somewhere else, far from here.

whether that place was locked and trapped in the depths of a hell they made or someone dragged them kicking and screaming into it, or even just being strung out on illicit substances all the time in ways that left the mind in full dissociation... she clears her throat. she really shouldn't be doing this. roman's NOT going to be happy about it.

" need a place to lay low for a while, sweetheart? just until all this blows over? "

[howlingday]

In regards to this post.

Studio C also made a volleyball sequel to their Scott Sterling video; link

You know what you must do Howling….

Oobleck: Welcome back to our coverage of another game between Teams RWBY and JNPR.

Port: If you're just joining us, it's been a roller coaster of emotions with both teams tied at two sets a piece, and the victor will be the Champions of Beacon Academy.

Oobleck: JNPR only needing to get the edge by two points with their team captain, Jaune Arc-

Port: Love that man!

Oobleck: Don't we all? -trying desperately to hold their position at the top, otherwise it's all over. Pyrrha Nikos ready to serve what may be the last game of her professional career.

Port: And here! We! Go!

Oobleck: Excellent serve!

Port: RWBY setting up the spike and-

Jaune: (Pounded in the forehead)

Oobleck/Port: OOOOOOOOOOOOH!

Port: Deflected!

Oobleck: Right into Jaune Arc's face!

Port: And JNPR ties it with Team RWBY! Unbelievable!

Oobleck: Fasten your seatbelts, ladies and gentlemen; Jaune Arc's face has entered the game!

Port: Just look at this instant replay! The angle at which Arc deflects the ball is nothing short of perfection!

Oobleck: Like watching a master painter masterfully painting his masterpiece... with his face!

Port: JNPR now on the prowl to take the lead with Nikos serving again! Team RWBY setting up a devastating return to the lead, and here it comes-

Jaune: (Nostrils pounded in, Slumps)

Oobleck/Port: OOOOOOOOOOOOH!

Port: Arc makes a tremendous save!

Oobleck: But it's not over yet as Team RWBY set up again for another spike, not wasting any opportunity to-

Jaune: (On his knees, Face pounded)

Oobleck: MOTHER OF PEARL!

Port: ARC SCORES!

Oobleck: Welcome to the heavyweight bout between Arc's face versus everything else!

Port: He looks like he could be pray on his knees!

Oobleck: The peaceful visage of TBI!

Port: We are ALL witnesses!

Oobleck: TESTIFY~!

Port: LET US ALL FEAST ON THE SWEET NECTAR! Of instant replay!

Oobleck: Just a perfect defense; the pinnacle of the word sacrifice.

Port: The ball flies right past the blocker, into Arc's awaiting face, back over the net, and then back into Arc's face like an obese homing Nevermore!

Jaune: (Stumbling about, Blind)

Nora: (Turns him to the net)

Oobleck: That man will leave here today, knowing he gave up everything he could! ...if he leaves at all .The crowd is on their feet, cheering for their hero, Jaune Arc!

Port: Much like the days of my youth when I held the entire Kingdom of Atlas on my back, so too does Jaune Arc carry the weight of his opponents upon his face!

Oobleck: JNPR has come back from the brink to put this one into the history books!

Port: It's one point for JNPR, can RWBY push past the Arc's defense to-

Jaune: (Knocked prone by Yang)

Port: Arc blocks it!

Oobleck: DID YOU SEE THAT?!

Port: Team RWBY deliver another spike to The Man!

Jaune: (Hit again by Blake)

Oobleck: The myth!

Jaune: (And again by Weiss)

Oobleck/Port: THE LEGEND!

Jaune: (...)

Nora: (Grabs Jaune's legs)

Pyrrha: (Grabs Jaune's arm)

Ren: (Grabs Jaune's other arm)

Port: His teammates haul him to his feet!

Oobleck/Port: NO!

Port: They raise him to his everywhere!

Jaune: (Jaune, I know that you're still... recovering, but please. The team needs you. I need you. So please, just this once... Just one more time, the world needs Jaune Arc on the court. Besides, this is a totally different game than what we were playing before. I doubt you'll have to worry about being hit in the face, especially since you've got a whole team around you to provide backup. Now come on, there world's waiting for you...)

Oobleck: HE'SDONEIT! ICAN'TBELIEVEIT! JAUNEARC! He's been taken through the air like a defensive angel!

Ozpin: (Fuming, Tosses over chair)

Port: An angel with the face of a devil!

Oobleck: Let's get an instant replay!

Oobleck: One is the loneliest number!

Port: Two tickets to paradise!

Oobleck: Three times a lady!

Oobleck/Port: FOOOOOOOOOR-

Ruby: (Slow-mo punching the ball into Jaune's face)

Oobleck/Port: -EEEEEVEEEEEEEER YOOOOOOOOOOOOOUNG!

Port: The crowd charges the court, and the people are weeping!

Oobleck: The tears of joy~!

Port: The Schnees are Schneeting!

Oobleck: Pound sign Jaune Arc~!

Port: The hospitals are preparing to receive the man himself!

Oobleck: The fifth relic himself!

Port: The great! Wall! of Jaune Arc!

Oobleck: I tell you, when the Brothers comes back, I want to be in a bunker made of Jaune Arc's face!

Port: Until next time...

Oobleck/Port: GOOD NIGHT, EVERYONE!

[infoglitch]

everyone knows jaune is the weakest of the lot, very clumsily handling a sword and shield, pyrrah remarks that hes doing very well actually, making good progress, but people like weiss cant see anything him fumble with a sword, and even rwby struggles to compliment jaunes work as it turns out, they discover that Crocrea Mors is REALLY heavy, what is everyones reactions?

Pyrrha: HOW?! I lift weights regularly to keep me in shape yet when I grabbed his weapon I couldn't even lift it off THE GROUND!

Ren: I think it has to do with the fact that jaune has been incorporating dust into Crocea mors, compared to Weiss his weapon wasn't originally meant to carry dust. So I'm not surprised it's heavy.

Nora: what are you all talking about it was lightweight.

Yang: it was a little heavy but I adjusted to it.. even managed to dead lift it.

Weiss: he.. he has the strength to actually carry something that's twice the weight of me.. C-CAN HE DEADLIFT ME?! DO I WEIGH LIKE A BAG OF GRAPES?! ...my entire view of that dolt is shifting.. oh gods I need to sit down.

Blake: hmmm.. I couldn't lift it but that's more due to the fact I don't focus on strength, so it's no surprise someone like Jaune, Yang, Nora and even Sun can grab it with ease.. though it's weird how Pyrrha can't... Maybe she's an all-rounder?

Ruby: I'll be honest.. I think it's about as heavy as Crescent rose and she is HEAVY. I'm lucky I worked out and built up actual muscle to hold it.

Jaune: is it.. that heavy? I knew when I was a kid I couldn't lift it but I just assumed it was because I was younger. I-is it just REALLY HEAVY?

[fatepowered]

being awake hurts. being awake hurts more than being dead. being dead was a wonderful, thoughtless emptiness. an emptiness that blocked from her mind the memories of being reformed into something monstrous. having her existence taken apart & put back together at the hands of a witch left her with little remaining. the invincible girl, the champion Pyrrha Nikos now existed as a beast, slumped over against the trunk of a gnarled tree on a mountain.

her body is scarred, her eyes half-lidded & listless. her teeth are too long, her fingernails more like claws, her shoulders, thighs & the sides of her face covered in what looks like thick gray & black scale. she feels the weight of her fate heavy on her chest as it rises & falls, in spite of everything. she waits now, here, to die again, if she is lucky... if the witch doesn't find her again.

@incubabe

[fatepowered]

" at this point... I think I agree with you. " It seemed the world itself was falling apart at the seams, monsters pouring from the cracks in reality. What had once been a place of peace was now permeated with the stench of death. " All we can do is keep fighting. If we give up... we truly will lose. "

'yeah.' the simple sign in agreement is all they need to say, really. with ironwood's sudden betrayal — though, if someone had asked neopolitan, they would've said that they expected this alliance to fall apart much earlier — pyrrha's words ring true. was it really winning if atlas and mantle were destroyed by salem and her grimm? would be nice to erase their past, at least.

'as long as i get out of here alive, i'll call it winning.'

[howi99]

Cinder: *scrubbing the floors with a brush, gritting her teeth in quiet anger* (How dirty can this room be!? I've been cleaning for 3 hours straight!)

Jaune: C-Cinder? *Gulp* Do you need hel-

Cinder: *glaring at her boyfriend, pointing the brush at him menacingly* YOU stay out of here! You almost killed yourself last time you tried helping me! *Turning around, scrubbing harder* Saloperie de tâches, ta mère la pute! (Fucking stain, your mother's a whore!)

Jaune: *looking down* Sorry to upset you- *get smack in the head by a wet sponge* !?

Cinder: *frown, readying another sponge* Stop saying that! I'm not upset at you! *Sigh, looking down* It's all my fault if we can't have nice things.

Jaune: *kneeling down next to her, putting his hand on her back* Don't say that-

Cinder: *cutting him* But it's true! I can't manage to keep a job, i can't become a huntress since i don't have a license nor formal education and i can't even clean correctly anymore! *Throw her brush at the ground* What good am i!?

Jaune: ...

_ _ _

Ozpin: *sigh* For the last time, i can't-

Jaune: *slamming the desk, a murderous look in his eyes* Ozpin, you will let her take the exam or so help me, i'll stop helping your cause and join Salem instead!

Ozpin: You won't do that.

Jaune: *gritting his teeth* The rent of that shitty apartment you are forcing her to live in is really making me reconsider being a "good guy".

Ozpin: ... *Sigh* Fine, but she's still confined to Vale-

Jaune: *rolling his eyes* As if she'd want to be anywhere else! Vacuo's a desert, Mistral's a Jungle and Atlas is nothing but the highest mountain of bullshit ever known to mankind!

Ozpin: ... Quite.

_ a week later _

Cinder: *beaming with excitement, her accreditation in hands* I can't believe he finally caved in!

Jaune: It's only a temporary license. And i need to be with you all the time-

Cinder: *grin* As if i'd let you go... *Looking behind him* But why is Pyrrha here?

Pyrrha: *strained smile* Hello... *Glare* Cinder...

Jaune: *scratch his head* I'm still the leader of team JNPR, so... We kinda have to travel together.

Cinder: ... *Looking back at Jaune* She is still mad, isn't she?

Jaune: You have no idea.

Pyrrha: (WHY DID YOU CHOSE HER!? I WAS RIGHT THERE! I'M STILL RIGHT THERE! FUC-)

Cinder: *pensive* You know, i wouldn't have minded if we included her. She's kind, beautiful and she loves you about as much as i do.

Jaune: *sigh* I come from that kind of family and honestly? I don't wish to end up like my dad- *hear the sounds of clatter behind him* ... Cinder, on a scale of 1 to fuck, how screwed am i?

Cinder: *looking behind him* ... Yes. *Start undressing herself*

Jaune: Ah, i see... *Close his eyes* I had a good run.

_ _ _

Ren: ... So, how long-

Jaune: *looking almost dead* Give me your stupid juice that helps you survive Nora before they come back!