[It's a plain unadorned envelope than makes its way into a desk in Ozpin's study, coincidentally the same one he's stashed this month's Doorway gift in. How unfortunate that Qrow didn't close said desk drawer properly, leaving it liable to ... fall out sometime, if it happens to be jostled ....
The envelope bears no name of a sender or recipient, but for the red emblem on the back -- a bird's eye with an embedded gear.]
Hey Oz,
Okay before I start: don't wig out if you find this, we don't have to talk about it. In fact, it's probably better if we don't, since the town is up to its bullshit again and this is gonna be a really embarrassing letter. But this is probably the only way to avoid saying things in person which I'm sure we can agree would be way worse.
We've been through a lot together, though, huh? It's strange to think it's been only a couple of years in this world, but it feels longer somehow than the decades we knew each other before. Maybe because of all the feelings curses and memory shares, haha.
I'm really glad we had the chance to start over, though. I'm glad when the time came, you were at our side to build a new life with us here. Or--you know, that's not even quite right, "with us". You're part of the "us" now, I think. After all we've been through, we're family, even if we don't say it out loud. I've already spent more time at a stretch in our place here than I ever did anywhere, besides maybe Beacon.
Anyway...you've been one of the constants in my life for decades, for better and for worse, and I guess I just wanna thank you, too, for the better, and for sticking around and continuing to work on the worse. I know it doesn't come easy, but it means a lot to me that you're willing to try. And I'll always be there to meet you halfway, even if you stumble or fall on the road. Long as you're out there looking for me, I'll come find you.
...Well, think I've been been gross enough for a few months by now, at least. Here's hoping it means Doorway doesn't set me on fire again. I'd say wish me luck, but that might be an even worse idea than writing all this.
letter! slightly before the ford one
The envelope bears no name of a sender or recipient, but for the red emblem on the back -- a bird's eye with an embedded gear.]
Hey Oz,
Okay before I start: don't wig out if you find this, we don't have to talk about it. In fact, it's probably better if we don't, since the town is up to its bullshit again and this is gonna be a really embarrassing letter. But this is probably the only way to avoid saying things in person which I'm sure we can agree would be way worse.
We've been through a lot together, though, huh? It's strange to think it's been only a couple of years in this world, but it feels longer somehow than the decades we knew each other before. Maybe because of all the feelings curses and memory shares, haha.
I'm really glad we had the chance to start over, though. I'm glad when the time came, you were at our side to build a new life with us here. Or--you know, that's not even quite right, "with us". You're part of the "us" now, I think. After all we've been through, we're family, even if we don't say it out loud. I've already spent more time at a stretch in our place here than I ever did anywhere, besides maybe Beacon.
Anyway...you've been one of the constants in my life for decades, for better and for worse, and I guess I just wanna thank you, too, for the better, and for sticking around and continuing to work on the worse. I know it doesn't come easy, but it means a lot to me that you're willing to try. And I'll always be there to meet you halfway, even if you stumble or fall on the road. Long as you're out there looking for me, I'll come find you.
...Well, think I've been been gross enough for a few months by now, at least. Here's hoping it means Doorway doesn't set me on fire again. I'd say wish me luck, but that might be an even worse idea than writing all this.
~Q