This is based on Meta-Kaz's old Abysstale comic chapter 1-7, and I may do the transformations of Sans, in both the new and old version of Abysstale. The one he had to discontinue. Also, Sans's 'Scarves' will be a part of his actual body. And if you...
Team RWBY, Qrow Branwen, Oscar Pine and Maria Calavera are seen standing outside of the gates to the Atlesian Military base on the island off the coast of Argus. Yang Xiao Long puts her hands on the bars of the gate to speak to the guards.
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Yang: "Come on! You didn't even hear us out!"
Nubuck Guard 1: "Our orders are clear: The Mistral-Atlas border is closed!"
Nubuck Guard 2: "Please!"
Nubuck Guard 1: "Have a good day!"
Yang: "But-- "
Both Nubuck Guards: "A good day!!"
Qrow: "Hey, if you don't wanna believe that I'm friends with Ironwood-- "
Both Nubuck Guards: "General Ironwood!"
Qrow: "Yeah, General Ironwood, then fine. But look, we have Weiss Schnee with us and we're trying to get her home safely."
Weiss looks down with reluctance upon hearing Qrow say that. The two guards look to each other before turning their attention back to the group.
Both Nubuck Guards: "Approach!"
Weiss shares a look with Blake Belladonna, who just shrugs. Weiss then walks up to the gate and the two guards step up and bend down to inspect her. After a moment, both guards stand straight back up.
Both Nubuck Guards: "Very well!"
Guard Nubuck 2: "You may speak with our commanding officer!"
Guard Nubuck 1: "We will fetch her at once!"
The two guards turn around in sync, and chant "Hup hup hup" and "Atlas Atlas Atlas" as they run to get their superior.
Blake: "They were... kind of--"
Ruby: "Super weird? Uh, yeah."
Papyrus: "Weird?? More like crazy!"
May than held onto Papyrus even more.
Maria: "Hmm..."
Oscar: "What's wrong?"
Maria: "Well, I... may know this commanding officer..."
Ruby: "That's good, isn't it? If she's your friend, then maybe she'd be more willing to help us."
Maria: "I wouldn't exactly call us... "friends"."
Weiss: "Acquaintances?"
Maria: "Not quite."
Blake: "Colleagues?"
Maria: "Warmer."
Yang: "Enemies?"
Maria: "That's the one!"
Oscar: "Wait, what?"
Maria: "Oh, yes. I come through here about once every ten years to get my eyes checked up in Atlas. You bring outside cashews on one flight, and suddenly you're placed on the additional screening list for life!"
