Beacon
6:00 AM
144 Days to the Fall
Y/n Pov
Stepping, or rather limping, out of the Bullhead, I was making my way to my dorm room. Class was going to be a fun experience today. About as fun as going skinny dipping in battery acid, that is. I walked quickly through campus trying to get back to my dorm room quickly. I had stolen yet another duffle bag so I could smuggle my gear back in. I'm surprised that the cost of these things haven't gone up with how many I stolen already.
The walk back was quick and mercifully uneventful. No one was heading out to their classes yet so I didn't have to worry about the students. There were a lot of Knights wondering around. I could only assume that was thanks to Ironwood. I doubt that Ozpin would so blatantly up security. Especially after Ironwoods vulgar display of power on his way into Vale. How we didn't get jumped by Atlas during or after the fight with the Paladin was nothing short of a miracle.
I got to my dorm room, quickly checking the tape before entering. I wasn't even going to bother moving my stuff to the box under my bed. I took my shower, got dressed for class and grabbed everything I needed for class. By the time I was ready, I could at least head to the cafeteria for breakfast. I was hungry as hell and still had time to kill. I grabbed my knife and one of my pistols, tucking them safely away should I need them before kicking the bag under the bed.
The whole time I was going through my routine, what Walker had said stayed in my head. He knew that there was connection to RWBY and I. That in itself was a issue but the real problem was the threat before he escaped. I was furious with the girls, not just because they went back on their word but because they let themselves become targets. He was going to go after them to get to me, I don't know how or when but he's going to find a way. That is unless I find him first.
I shook my head and kept walking. I would worry about that after I've finished with class and met with everyone else. I don't know what Yang or Weiss got, but I hope it's something that I can work with. I got to the cafeteria and got my food. If there was nothing else that would help my mood, it was the food here at Beacon.
I practically inhaled the food as the other students were walking in for breakfast, and with half a hour to spare, I was already at the classroom. We were starting off with Goodwitchs' class. Not the best thing with how sore I am but I'm just going to have to deal with it. I walked into the classroom, immediately drawing Goodwitchs' attention. It wasn't anything new that I was this early to class, what was new was how obvious it was that I was hurt. I had been getting looks from the other students and faculty all morning.
Goodwitch: Good morning Y/n.
Y/n: Morning Miss Goodwitch....
Goodwitch: So how was your night?
Y/n: ....Painful.... Very painful....
Goodwitch looked me dead in the eyes before speaking again.
Goodwitch: Really? and why is that?
Y/n: You, Ozpin and frankly the rest of Vale know what happened last night, so I don't know. Maybe it has to do with that.
Goodwitch: Well maybe you should have simply sent us the information and let us handle it instead of dragging students into that mess.
Y/n: Well first off, telling them no to anything is a fools errand. Second, it's better that they were with me than alone because they would have gotten themselves killed.
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