So, um. You guys notice how Oz has been acting kind of weird lately?
Okay, okay. Weirder than usual. You know, with the staring and sleeping all day, staying up all night thing?
I kind of followed him. I figured there was probably something going on, and since he's, um, not always the most forthcoming person ever... It seemed like a good idea at the time.
[She's not sure what she was expecting to find out he was hiding, she just figured he wouldn't ask for help, but he might still need it. Boy, was she wrong.]
He's hanging around Cellar Door.
[She pauses. This doesn't feel like enough of an explanation as to what Ozpin has been up to. How to put this delicately? At least for Oscar's sake.]
Making googly eyes at the Night Walkers.
I mean, I know he's lonely and misses Ford, but we gotta do something. This is kind of beyond the normal "I miss my boyfriend" kind of thing.
[Oscar replied sagely. He had noticed the different sleeping schedule, but attributed that to a problem akin to the one Oscar was having himself. He had taken to sleeping at odd times as well, and found it increasingly difficult to sleep at night...]
And of course he's lonely. Going to a Night Walker for some counsel isn't a bad idea, to be honest. We all should visit them from time to time.
[ The implication here sure doesn't go over Ange's head here - that's exactly why she groans. ]
Why is it that every single time I see a message sent to everyone, I'm always forced to think about old men having-- [ Sputtering just in time for the self-censor. She can see Oscar and Ruby here! ] Tax escapades?!
[Listen Qrow is not nearly a prude but this is about Ozpin okay. Why this. Why.]
But ... he's a grown man, and all, is it really our business if he wants to -- y'know. Have fun out there? I mean, they're broken up, right? Not like he's hurting anyone.
[Not that casually banging Vyng before he and Clover were ever officially together didn't cause Problems but looking back, maybe a solution like Oz's would've prevented the whole situation.]
So.. not to take the topic away from our recent.. old man concerns.
[ She is not going to say the s-word. Not even taxes! ]
But someone from my world arrived in this place. Her name is Shannon, and she.. uh. [ That's not even a socially awkward 'uh', those don't exist this month! It's just a 'how can I put this in the least awkward way, oh god, there is no non-awkward way to explain how I know her' kind of 'uh.' ] She worked for my family back home. I was hoping she could stay with us, considering this place isn't always the safest.
Also, just because she worked for my family and is super sweet and helpful doesn't mean anyone here can exploit that, alright? She's a free person here! I'm watching you.
[Sayo is still shaken from being confronted with a walking, talking monument to all her sins and regrets, so the shakiness in her voice is 100% genuine rather than another part of "Shannon." That may change in the days to come, though.]
Um... I'm Shannon, yes. I'm grateful to Ange-sama for allowing me to live at your house. Don't worry, I'll definitely pull my weight! I can do all kinds of work, so you don't need to fret over my stay. A safe place to sleep is more than enough generosity for furniture like me.
[Part of Sayo wants to throttle herself (or throttle Shannon?) for immediately volunteering for more work, even after Rokkenjima's presumably been reduced to a crater and her old life is complete, thoroughly dead. The other part is desperately looking for any way to return to a numbing, if not comforting, routine, and that part wins out over the other.]
A- Anyways, if you need help with anything, please let me know. I'd be more than happy to oblige.
[Normally, she would say this should be a full on face to face house meeting, but Willow is stressed and upset, and throwing herself headlong into researching vampirism in Trench, and she'd rather not see anyone just now.]
I found out what Ozpin's been keeping from us all. He's been drinking blood. He's a vampire. That's why he's been acting so weird. It's a thing that happens a lot in my world too.
I'm trying to find a solution, but we should all be extra careful. He can't get back in the house for now, so everyone should be safe. Just, if you see him hanging around, don't invite him back in right now. Not until we figure this out.
[Qrow's reaction to this can sort of be summed up as this:
He's kind of annoyed at Ozpin for not just saying something if he was having a problem, and instead letting anxieties fly around like Ange wondering why he was staring at her. If that was the substance of post entirely, that's what he would focus on. Now that the war's all over, he'd have hoped Oz wouldn't go back to keeping secrets the moment something uncomfortable was happening to him. But there's frustration with that, and then there's throwing him out of his own house, and Qrow is. A little disgruntled?]
you know he'd never hurt anyone in this house throwing him out doesn't help anything
As some of you may be aware, Willow and I are having something of a disagreement. I can assure you the situation is not so dramatic as it may initially sound. I am simply suffering odd effects of my new apparent blood type, which I suspect have been aggravated by the whims of the season.
[ He ripped a man's throat out with his teeth. ]
I do sincerely apologize to anyone made uncomfortable by the issue [ read: the way he has looked at Ange and Sayo ] and I will certainly be investigating a longer-term solution, in the name of caution.
Do feel free to contact me here while I am away. [ Not that he's salty or anything. ]
[Hello, your local birb is upsetti about this whole situation. And kind of upset he didn't know anything about the situation until now, but first things first:]
[There is a link to a certain post on the network just in case some of her housemates haven't seen it.]
So, uh. There's a problem... He, uh. He knows me and Glitch both live here. And he's been in the house before without us knowing until long after he was gone.
Then you should relocate to a more secure space. That house has proven to be easy to infiltrate and the large side provides for a number of hidden entries and avenues of evasion.
If you would prefer you can stay here, even when I'd absent Iris would still be here and offers adequate security for someone such as him.
Or we can have DART go ahead and eliminate the problem.
The following message was drafted at 06:48 AM 2/14, and queued to post at 00:00 AM 2/15.
Hello, everyone! Apologies for the nature of this message, but there is some important housekeeping to take care of.
First of all, I am dead! If I wasn't, I would've discarded this draft. Once more, I apologize for the inconvenience, but it is what it is. Please do not panic! This is not the work of Maul-san. I simply realized while I was in the middle of mincing my left leg that I had likely crossed the point of no return for Mother Mercy's curse, and should likely make preparations for my inevitable complete dismemberment and reduction to chunky red paste.
As of the time of this writing, I am hacking through my right leg with a saw, so I cannot make any of the proper preparations myself. Therefore, I would greatly appreciate it if someone could prepare an appropriate receptacle of water within my room, and someone insensitive to gore and violent death to take what there is of my remains and deposit it inside before locking the door from the outside. I have left the key a few feet away from what will soon be my dead body, so it should be outside the radius of any blood or organ splatter and easy to find.
For the third time, I apologize for asking this favor of you, but I will require some time to myself after I resurrect. A lady needs her privacy, after all! And don't worry, I believe the curse will have run its course once this is over and through with, so this isn't simply a pretext to start the work again uninterrupted once I get the chance.
Thank you for your cooperation! -Shannon
P.S. I'd appreciate it if all of you could keep mum about this to Ruby-san and Ange-san for some time so they can properly enjoy their anniversary. Congratulations to the two of them, by the way!
Edited 2022-02-15 01:39 (UTC)
closed to ozpin. let's pretend this wasn't a whole month late.
[Qrow misses this text entirely. He's on a couch in the living room, watching some kind of trashy mindless action movie when he has one of those sudden zone outs, witnessing the young woman who's come to stay at their home hacking herself into pieces with a saw. The ding of the Omni is outright ignored, bowl of popcorn overturned on the floor as he fumbles with standing up before giving up on limbs entirely, flying up to Sayo's room before he shoves her door open. He won't be too late this time, he tells himself, he'll make it in time. What's the point in having these visions if he can't prevent the misfortunes he sees within them? Just to torture him? No. He'll make it. He has to.
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The sight that awaits him when the door opens is a more gruesome one than he was even prepared for, and only the fact that he's seen Huntsmen torn apart by Grimm before keeps him from being sick on the spot. He sinks to his knees regardless, bowing his head. He should do something, he knows, but he can't bring himself to move. Qrow remains frozen there until he hears the distinctive clicking of a cane, and then he looks up, eyes wet.]
...Oz?
[Unconsciously, he shifts as though to block the sight within the room from view. He should offer a warning first, but he can't quite find the words.]
[Shannon is beaming at the camera as the video turns on. The ambient lights from the carnival around her even make it look like there are sparkles in her eyes.]
I have some very important news for all of you. Starting today...
[She wheels her omni around, bringing another young lady into frame—Jessica.] We'll be hosting another guest at Clockhouse. This is Jessica Ushiromiya, Ange-san's cousin and my dear friend.
"Hey! You can call me Jessie if you want! Thanks for letting me crash here!"
I'm aware that we're running out of space, but I'm fine sharing my room with her, so please don't worry about that.
Now, I trust there are no objections?
[A two-second pause.]
Good! Don't worry, I will help her get situated. I'll see all of you soon!
[The video opens on a stranger packing up boxes in Jessica and Shannon's room. It may take the viewer a few moments to recognize her; after all, without her pads, makeup, or frumpy dress sense, "Shannon" is nearly unrecognizable.
(While Oscar may be able to recognize her faster than most others, Sayo's body language and expression are still vastly different from Yoshiya's while still being a whole world apart from "Shannon's.")]
Is it on? [Sayo calls over her shoulder. A giant golden butterfly Omen--this is when many in Clockhouse will realize that they've never seen Shannon's familiar--flits out from behind the camera and joins her. She sighs, running a hand through her shaggy hair.] Thank you, Baphomet.
Ahem. [Sayo clears her throat as she begins carefully packing her rapidly expanding collection of books into a box.] I'm moving out.
After all, I doubt Ange wants to stay in a house with the person who instigated her family's murder.
Some housekeeping. [She chuckles darkly at that.] Anything I leave behind, intentionally or not, can be assumed to belong to Jessica from henceforth, whenever she returns. No need to chase me down.
The main reason why I'm bothering to post this rather than vanishing like a witch in the night is that Lawrence-sensei is helping me move out, so I expect all of you to play nice. Hate me all you want, but I'd rather not deal with anybody glaring daggers at him and starting a fight while I'm trying to get out of here as quickly as possible.
Thank you for your time.
[The video doesn't shut off despite Sayo being quiet for almost thirty seconds as she continues packing. Finally, she sighs, shoulders slumping.]
And for what it's worth... I'm sorry. All of you, but Ozpin especially.
Goodbye. < Have a nice life. >
[Baphomet hovers over to where the Omni is placed and shuts it off.]
[Ruby had an instant to figure out exactly what was going on here. Mainly because she got a heads up from the bond here and Ange now share. It's still not a enough to go off until Sayo mentions her role in what happened with Ange's parents. There's a moment where she feels like she's been punched in the gut as the realization hits her. Shannon here had been responsible for that happening and had been keeping quiet and living with them for last month.
That... sucked a whole lot.
Ruby doesn't really have the words to say here to make anything better or worse. She just stares at the camera briefly than says.]
Goodbye.
[She had to check on Ange first. Sort out her own feelings on this. And then she could think of how to approach Sayo at a later day.]
I know Ozpin SAYS he's got the vampire situation under control, but I don't really think so...
He probably knows what he's doing, but with Ford? SERIOUSLY? I mean, we all know that Ford's a Monsterfucker, but that's NOT an excuse for making things confusing with your Ex!
I thought he'd have learned something after everything with Salem... It's worrying.
Hey, I just wanted to let you guys all know Ozpin's back. He's with me for now.
[Her attention turns to the presence in the back of her head. She doesn't like keeping secrets like this, she's not particularly good at keeping secrets like this either, but she does want to respect Ozpin's right to privacy.]
Are you sure that's all we should be saying about this? I mean, they're probably going to figure it out anyway, aren't they?
[There had been a lot going on, and Oscar had not taken the time to skim through the backlog in their group chat until his own sensory issues thanks to that month's blood effects had grounded him to Break's Haunted Mansion for the afternoon. Upon reading through the usual jokes and status updates, he found one in particular that surprised him.
Unpleasantly so.
In a voice that sounded as resigned and irritable as the multitude of crabs that crowded the beaches, Oscar entered the chat.]
Guys.
I know Ozpin died at some point, but why did no one tell me he was with Willow when they were staying with Ford?
Ruby. I hope you didn't do anything to make it embarrassing.
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It seems the property at Princess Drive is now located in Gaze, the district of academics. You shall find it very near to the clocktower.
[ You can almost hear how pleased he sounds. ]
There may be a degree of renovation needed before the home is restored to its prior state... but all are welcome.
text | clickclickbloom (Arriving late with starbucks IC and OOC)
We've been living at the house for like over a month now?
Pretty sure the place is fixed up good and swell.
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Guys, guys, guys.
What does it mean when an adult says they having a sleepover with another adult that you know?
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Okay, okay. Weirder than usual. You know, with the staring and sleeping all day, staying up all night thing?
I kind of followed him. I figured there was probably something going on, and since he's, um, not always the most forthcoming person ever... It seemed like a good idea at the time.
[She's not sure what she was expecting to find out he was hiding, she just figured he wouldn't ask for help, but he might still need it. Boy, was she wrong.]
He's hanging around Cellar Door.
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Making googly eyes at the Night Walkers.
I mean, I know he's lonely and misses Ford, but we gotta do something. This is kind of beyond the normal "I miss my boyfriend" kind of thing.
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And of course he's lonely. Going to a Night Walker for some counsel isn't a bad idea, to be honest. We all should visit them from time to time.
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Why is it that every single time I see a message sent to everyone, I'm always forced to think about old men having-- [ Sputtering just in time for the self-censor. She can see Oscar and Ruby here! ] Tax escapades?!
[ Willow. PLEASE. ]
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[Listen Qrow is not nearly a prude but this is about Ozpin okay. Why this. Why.]
But ... he's a grown man, and all, is it really our business if he wants to -- y'know. Have fun out there? I mean, they're broken up, right? Not like he's hurting anyone.
[Not that casually banging Vyng before he and Clover were ever officially together didn't cause Problems but looking back, maybe a solution like Oz's would've prevented the whole situation.]
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[ She is not going to say the s-word. Not even taxes! ]
But someone from my world arrived in this place. Her name is Shannon, and she.. uh. [ That's not even a socially awkward 'uh', those don't exist this month! It's just a 'how can I put this in the least awkward way, oh god, there is no non-awkward way to explain how I know her' kind of 'uh.' ] She worked for my family back home. I was hoping she could stay with us, considering this place isn't always the safest.
Also, just because she worked for my family and is super sweet and helpful doesn't mean anyone here can exploit that, alright? She's a free person here! I'm watching you.
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[Seriously. How does that keep happening? He's watching you, Ange.
Ruby too.]
Why would we exploit her anyway? I don't think anyone here would know what to do with her!
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Was she like your cake butler or something?
Because if she was then that is something we could use around here…
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A- Ah! It's working!
[Sayo is still shaken from being confronted with a walking, talking monument to all her sins and regrets, so the shakiness in her voice is 100% genuine rather than another part of "Shannon." That may change in the days to come, though.]
Um... I'm Shannon, yes. I'm grateful to Ange-sama for allowing me to live at your house. Don't worry, I'll definitely pull my weight! I can do all kinds of work, so you don't need to fret over my stay. A safe place to sleep is more than enough generosity for furniture like me.
[Part of Sayo wants to throttle herself (or throttle Shannon?) for immediately volunteering for more work, even after Rokkenjima's presumably been reduced to a crater and her old life is complete, thoroughly dead. The other part is desperately looking for any way to return to a numbing, if not comforting, routine, and that part wins out over the other.]
A- Anyways, if you need help with anything, please let me know. I'd be more than happy to oblige.
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And of course she's a free person here? Why wouldn't she be?
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text; early january
Someone please tell me that the weird long creepy staring is something Ozpin does to everyone in the house right now?
UPDATE: HE IS DOING IT AGAIN RIGHT NOW. HE IS NOT LOOKING AWAY??
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I found out what Ozpin's been keeping from us all. He's been drinking blood. He's a vampire. That's why he's been acting so weird. It's a thing that happens a lot in my world too.
I'm trying to find a solution, but we should all be extra careful. He can't get back in the house for now, so everyone should be safe. Just, if you see him hanging around, don't invite him back in right now. Not until we figure this out.
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you know he'd never hurt anyone in this house
throwing him out doesn't help anything
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text, shortly after willow's. un: beacon
[ He ripped a man's throat out with his teeth. ]
I do sincerely apologize to anyone made uncomfortable by the issue [ read: the way he has looked at Ange and Sayo ] and I will certainly be investigating a longer-term solution, in the name of caution.
Do feel free to contact me here while I am away. [ Not that he's salty or anything. ]
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i know another place you could stay
[Break will do him this favor, he's sure of it.]
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(Dated to Feb 10) Video; UN: Willow
So, uh. There's a problem... He, uh. He knows me and Glitch both live here. And he's been in the house before without us knowing until long after he was gone.
Video; UN: SPCSchnee
If you would prefer you can stay here, even when I'd absent Iris would still be here and offers adequate security for someone such as him.
Or we can have DART go ahead and eliminate the problem.
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text, exactly midnight on 2/15, cw: suicide, self-mutilation, implied gore, locked to ruby and ange
Hello, everyone! Apologies for the nature of this message, but there is some important housekeeping to take care of.
First of all, I am dead! If I wasn't, I would've discarded this draft. Once more, I apologize for the inconvenience, but it is what it is. Please do not panic! This is not the work of Maul-san. I simply realized while I was in the middle of mincing my left leg that I had likely crossed the point of no return for Mother Mercy's curse, and should likely make preparations for my inevitable complete dismemberment and reduction to chunky red paste.
As of the time of this writing, I am hacking through my right leg with a saw, so I cannot make any of the proper preparations myself. Therefore, I would greatly appreciate it if someone could prepare an appropriate receptacle of water within my room, and someone insensitive to gore and violent death to take what there is of my remains and deposit it inside before locking the door from the outside. I have left the key a few feet away from what will soon be my dead body, so it should be outside the radius of any blood or organ splatter and easy to find.
For the third time, I apologize for asking this favor of you, but I will require some time to myself after I resurrect. A lady needs her privacy, after all! And don't worry, I believe the curse will have run its course once this is over and through with, so this isn't simply a pretext to start the work again uninterrupted once I get the chance.
Thank you for your cooperation!
-Shannon
P.S.
I'd appreciate it if all of you could keep mum about this to Ruby-san and Ange-san for some time so they can properly enjoy their anniversary. Congratulations to the two of them, by the way!
closed to ozpin. let's pretend this wasn't a whole month late.
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The sight that awaits him when the door opens is a more gruesome one than he was even prepared for, and only the fact that he's seen Huntsmen torn apart by Grimm before keeps him from being sick on the spot. He sinks to his knees regardless, bowing his head. He should do something, he knows, but he can't bring himself to move. Qrow remains frozen there until he hears the distinctive clicking of a cane, and then he looks up, eyes wet.]
...Oz?
[Unconsciously, he shifts as though to block the sight within the room from view. He should offer a warning first, but he can't quite find the words.]
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[Shannon is beaming at the camera as the video turns on. The ambient lights from the carnival around her even make it look like there are sparkles in her eyes.]
I have some very important news for all of you. Starting today...
[She wheels her omni around, bringing another young lady into frame—Jessica.] We'll be hosting another guest at Clockhouse. This is Jessica Ushiromiya, Ange-san's cousin and my dear friend.
"Hey! You can call me Jessie if you want! Thanks for letting me crash here!"
I'm aware that we're running out of space, but I'm fine sharing my room with her, so please don't worry about that.
Now, I trust there are no objections?
[A two-second pause.]
Good! Don't worry, I will help her get situated. I'll see all of you soon!
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Not! A! Word!
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video | un: diggs
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video | un: jessie-sama
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Video | UN: ClickClickBloom
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video, 3/13
(While Oscar may be able to recognize her faster than most others, Sayo's body language and expression are still vastly different from Yoshiya's while still being a whole world apart from "Shannon's.")]
Is it on? [Sayo calls over her shoulder. A giant golden butterfly Omen--this is when many in Clockhouse will realize that they've never seen Shannon's familiar--flits out from behind the camera and joins her. She sighs, running a hand through her shaggy hair.] Thank you, Baphomet.
Ahem. [Sayo clears her throat as she begins carefully packing her rapidly expanding collection of books into a box.] I'm moving out.
After all, I doubt Ange wants to stay in a house with the person who instigated her family's murder.
Some housekeeping. [She chuckles darkly at that.] Anything I leave behind, intentionally or not, can be assumed to belong to Jessica from henceforth, whenever she returns. No need to chase me down.
The main reason why I'm bothering to post this rather than vanishing like a witch in the night is that Lawrence-sensei is helping me move out, so I expect all of you to play nice. Hate me all you want, but I'd rather not deal with anybody glaring daggers at him and starting a fight while I'm trying to get out of here as quickly as possible.
Thank you for your time.
[The video doesn't shut off despite Sayo being quiet for almost thirty seconds as she continues packing. Finally, she sighs, shoulders slumping.]
And for what it's worth... I'm sorry. All of you, but Ozpin especially.
Goodbye. < Have a nice life. >
[Baphomet hovers over to where the Omni is placed and shuts it off.]
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That... sucked a whole lot.
Ruby doesn't really have the words to say here to make anything better or worse. She just stares at the camera briefly than says.]
Goodbye.
[She had to check on Ange first. Sort out her own feelings on this. And then she could think of how to approach Sayo at a later day.]
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Text | un: diggs | early March | unplanned misfire!
He probably knows what he's doing, but with Ford? SERIOUSLY? I mean, we all know that Ford's a Monsterfucker, but that's NOT an excuse for making things confusing with your Ex!
I thought he'd have learned something after everything with Salem... It's worrying.
I hope I don't get that bad.
... Guess I should warn Dipper.
Text | Clickclickbloom
He's committing vampire crimes with Mister Ford!?
OZ! OZ! OZ!
...Wait.
He's talking with Ford again!?
I mean- The vampire stuff is bad but that is kind of good, right!?
I mean assuming Ford wants to talk and hang out with him again???????
After you talk to Dipper let me know.
I'll investigate and get to the bottom of this.
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Text, UN: Willow - Backdated to July 20th-ish
[Her attention turns to the presence in the back of her head. She doesn't like keeping secrets like this, she's not particularly good at keeping secrets like this either, but she does want to respect Ozpin's right to privacy.]
Are you sure that's all we should be saying about this? I mean, they're probably going to figure it out anyway, aren't they?
un: AskMalice, text
[Guess who knows literally nothing about Ozpin's whole deal...]
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Text UN: ClickClickBloom
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It's still happening. Ozpin won't be back today, he's still here. He stayed in my body when I was wolfwalking last night.
It's officially weird.
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Voice | un: diggs | late september
Unpleasantly so.
In a voice that sounded as resigned and irritable as the multitude of crabs that crowded the beaches, Oscar entered the chat.]
Guys.
I know Ozpin died at some point, but why did no one tell me he was with Willow when they were staying with Ford?
Ruby. I hope you didn't do anything to make it embarrassing.