The marine RWBY x Male reader

Finding a friend

YN went to Ozpin's office and it was the first time Ozpin was ever scared. Well, let's be honest, you are looking at a fully armed and armored man who is standing at over eight feet tall and that weighs about half a ton, and that half a ton beast is mildly annoyed.

Ozpin: So Mr LN, what can I do for you?

YN: Provide me a base, several hundred thousand units of the local currency in which to outfit my base, access to a industrial grade printer, and if there is one available, a super powered wireless communications station.

Ozpin: And why would I give this to you?

YN: Two reasons. One, If you are kind enough to supply these things I will whitewash the probability that you are a heretic. Two, my bolter. (Points bolter at Ozpin)

Ozpin: That is a very convincing argument, I'll see what I can do.

YN: Also, do you know of any tailors in the city who could provide me an outfit?

Ozpin: (scribbles something on a paper) Here, these are a few addresses of good tailors.

So YN leaves the tower and heads towards vale. He reaches a tailors and he orders some less conspicuous clothing in addition to some robes

YN's day to day clothes. Like this but with a white dress shirt and a solid black tie underneath with this kind of boots

The tech priest robes

YN then goes to something resembling a Home Depot, RadioShack, Best Buy, and IKEA. He then goes down his shopping list.

YN: Fiber optic cables, converters, radio boosters, power strips, LED lightbulbs in various colors, Sonar devices, Lithium ion batteries, speakers, microphone, a "How to make a super radio in order to contact your home planet for dummies guide", and some kraft Mac and cheese, in addition to a whole multitude of other things.

YN then hears a rumor that a Tech priest also landed on the planet and is in Vale. He then spends the rest of his day wandering around Vale looking for the tech priest. He finds him only to find out that it isn't a him, it is a her.

YN: So you're the tech priest?

Tech priestess: I'm a girl so I prefer the term tech priestess.

YN: Ok, so you're the tech priestess?

Data: Yup my name is Data.

YN: Clever name.

Data: And you are?

YN: YN LN, a space marine for the deaths head crusaders.

Data: Wow, a real space marine! I've got a question for a friend.

YN: Shoot.

Data: Does your penis grow in size with the rest of your body and does it still work?

YN: Kinda awkward question but yes, it is proportionately sized and because the surgeon who operated on me was a bit forgetful, it still works.

Data: Great! Anyway what are you doing, have you found a way to contact the empress and tell her where we are?

YN: Sort of, I have this plan to build a wicked powerful radio and communicate with the imperium. Can you help me build it?

Data: Sure!

With that they then go to YN's dorm and get to work.

Even tech priests and priestesses have to use the manual sometimes.