@headmastering
With the holidays having passed, Pyrrha decided she should pay her former Headmaster a proper visit. After all, he had given her such a wonderful set of gifts, and had asked that she visit him to discuss their world. So she would have to take him up on this offer. All the while she was wearing her new gifts, happier than she thought she could be.
But here the gladiator was, once again knocking on Ozpin’s door. This time she intended to stay and listen, instead of running away. There were so many things she still wanted to know about Remnant. While she had certainly read her fair share of history books, none of them ever gave the full story of how the world came to be what it is now. It was always pieces here and there, maybe a possibility of something bigger. But that’s all it was, a possibility. She could trust that Ozpin might have answers that she wouldn’t be able to find elsewhere. There was also his mention of a situation. Was there more to the story of the Maidens? Pyrrha knew she should have asked more questions when she first entered the island.
Alright Pyrrha, deep breaths.
There was no reason not to trust Ozpin! The worst thing he had done was ask you to be a Maiden, but she saw no fault in him for asking. She had still been the one to accept, and it was for the safety of the world. Ozpin was trustworthy, and no one had told her otherwise. Her thoughts remained here as she waited at Ozpin’s door, hoping the new location wouldn’t cause trouble for him.
