If Ozpin notices, he doesn't say anything. I wouldn't be here if I wasn't." She says, like a liar. That was a question she was hoping to avoid - after all, ready and willing were two different things, weren't they? Are you sure you're ready to get back out there?" Her smile drops, if only a bit. "Artemis, while I'm glad to have you here, I do have to ask. Once they're both settled, he steeples his fingers and gazes at her. Thank you for your invitation, Headmaster." He gestures for her to take a seat, returning to his own. "A few Grimm in the forest, but I handled it. How were your travels? No issues, I hope?" She fights a smirk. Rand," He says, rounding his desk to shake her hand.
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His trademark silver hair and shaded spectacles glint in the moonlight from the wall-length windows behind him. The Headmaster looks up from his scroll, a genial smile on his face as he rises to his feet. Artemis strides inside, locking her wrists behind her back. The elevator dings pleasantly, and the doors slide open.
She squares her shoulders, and raises her chin, exhaling deeply. Not the Brotherhood, not some war she didn’t even have any stake in anymore, this. This is what she gave up numerous friend outings, and relationships, and her emotional stability for. This is what she spent her entire life toiling after. She had the best combat scores in Atlas (though James Ironwood knocked her to runner-up academically), and five years of real world experience to rival any veteran Huntsman. What might seem arrogant to another, was simply fact to her. Whatever happened, you're still Artemis goddamn Rand - Ozpin or no, you can and will be an amazing Huntress. One look at her reflection in the shiny metal of the button panel betrays her - from the shiftiness of her jade eyes, to the blonde strands that had escaped her high ponytail after the fight with the Deathstalker. Her heart beats rapidly against her chest, a manic rhythm that betrays her nerves however much she tries to at least look calm. Artemis didn't think she'd be coming back here any time soon, let alone for a long-term job. Well, she didn't want to think about what happened then. Her team was supposed to have been here for the Vytal Tournament but that didn’t work out exactly the way it should… Even after years of airship travels that come with living in Atlas, it still made her breath catch. She's only been in Vale a couple of times with her family, glimpsing the building in the distant skyline. She couldn't help but fiddle with the hem of her jacket nervously as the elevator ascends Beacon Tower. Two emo Huntsmen, one matchmaking Ozpin and an exasperated Glynda - what could wrong? She's never one to back down from a fight for something as negligible as hurt feelings, however. Still reeling from a dozen different terrible things, she's not particularly eager to have to deal with his abrasiveness, either. But she's more than a little pissed off that it came with a capricious drunk who made it very clear that he did not want to be anywhere near her. Rand a position in his brotherhood - one she very eagerly accepts, if only to leave behind Atlas and all of the dreary memories it held. Until Headmaster Ozpin of Beacon offers Ms.
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They'd heard each other's names on the wind, on the tip of the tongues of excitable first-years, but through a series of strange circumstances, neither had actually met the other. We were cold and distant, caught up in grief and what we perceived as rightful anger."īefore becoming great friends, and the kick-ass aunt/uncle duo that their nieces love, Qrow Branwen and Artemis Rand were merely strangers.
"Before kind smiles and caring words, before comfortable silences and mirthful banter. Part 1 of the A Dusty Old Quiver series Stats: Published: Updated: Words: 46911 Chapters: 16/? Comments: 25 Kudos: 41 Bookmarks: 8 Hits: 1258 Qrow Branwen/Original Female Character(s).
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