a means to an end.

          Any rational person would see someone running, someone running and screaming, and think: ‘hm! maybe i should run too!’ but May was usually far from rational. Especially when it came to this. 

     The town that had been seemingly abandoned was in fact inhabited by a small community of faunus, however rather than exist above ground they had built downwards. It had been a shocking surprise for the brunette when she realized that the buildings built were just a front, but soon she found the necessity of their choices. Grimm. The monsters were constantly stalking the area, so in exchange for some food and lodging, May agreed to knock down a few here and there.

     With a wicked grin, she vaulted herself over the boy running for safety before bringing the sharp end of her halberd slice through the lunging Grimm. As soon as it dissolved into nothing, May swung over her shoulders and cut into the second monster.

          “hey they’re gone! you can come out now!” she called toward the boy. 

The reality of the town was guessed at by Ozpin -- the professor’s words weigh in his head, a a constant presence he was coming to get used to. It’s more than weird. It’s crossed that point; his life is tips tops turvy wonderland, and he might as well be Alice with all the oddities that he’d experienced.

Coming face to face with the grimm terrifies him. He’d seen some ruin the crops, and he’d chased the small kinds away-- but the large ones that Ozpin had suggested he try fighting... were far too much for a small Alice like him.

“I - uh?”

Speechless is an understatement. He’s used as a springboard, and he almost screams when she launches herself at the oncoming Grimm -- Oh. Wow.

“That’s really impressive.”

Compliments come easily, and Ozpin does the same in his mind. 

His heart is pounding far too fast. Feet splash through puddles, socks already soaking-- rain is not ideal conditions to fight, or run, for that matter, but -- 

Slip-skid around the corner, almost losing his balance.

“AAAH-!”

What were you gonna do if Grimm were chasing you? It’s a manageable amount by ozpin, but not to oscar, and he can hear the former professor sighing in his mind. Training? Fighting Grimm? He’s just a farm boy! But hey, Oscar shouldn’t be in his mind too much, because the next sharp right he takes in this abandoned town--

“I - Uh- Watch out!”

The more he runs-- the more he realizes that maybe, his training was still not enough. Still so easily tired, still so easily run down to the ground ( haha, no pun intended ) -- despite his improvements, he finds himself slowing down.

isn’t it apt? he’s not amongst team JNR, but rather looking at their backs-- trying to catch, up trying to be with them--

ah, what is he thinking? they’d accepted him as one of his own, right? but...

“I’m fine. Lets go.”

         “Continue    the    NORMAL    FLOW    ‘a    conversation    my    ASS…”

pisskink. 

Wh, wh whwh?

ALSO AAAAA IM RLLY SORRY BUT!!! i will be CLEARING ALL MY OWED STARTERS!!!

       “–IF    YOU’RE    THIRSTY?”

ABORT. ABORT. 

“I mean, if you’re thirsty, and there’s no , drinks? around.  you could, uh, you know, have a golden s...?? Those things?”

         “–You    guys    talkin’    ‘bout      PISS?”

“No.”

whiterose or nuts and dolts???

no

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