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RWBY One-Shot: New Times, New Roman

By CherryFizGirl

Adventure / Fantasy

New Times, New Roman

  Blue stiletto heels clicked the marble surface of the floor as they made their way through the halls of Beacon Academy. The stilettos belonged to a Ms. Fay Turchini, a trained psychologist and now secret operative of Professor Ozpin. As she walked down the hall in her best blue pantsuit, she recalled the conversation she had had with Mr. Ozpin a few weeks ago over tea.

They had met in a small café on the shadier side of Vale. He told her to meet him there because he didn’t wish to attract attention. As the two sat there drinking their tea, they both remained resolutely silent until Ozpin finally spoke.

“Fay, do you know why I’ve called you down here?” Professor Ozpin asked.

Fay took another sip from her cup before replying, “You said you had a teaching position at your school you’d like me to fill.”

Mr. Ozpin grinned ruefully; Fay knew this look well. It meant that he had not told her the whole truth over their phone conference the day before. “Well Fay, I actually did wish for you to fill a position at my school, but the real reason I called for you is because of your main field of expertise…” He looked over his glasses at her like a hopeful puppy dog.

She scowled back, “You want me to spy on someone.”

He blinked and bit his lower lip; that meant ‘kind of’ in Ozpin speak.

“Oz, you know that I don’t like to get involved in people’s lives anymore. After what happened the last ti-

“This won’t be like the last time,” Ozpin stated in a sincere tone. She stared at him, trying to read his face for any signs of deceit. Truth was her semblance and she could always tell when someone was lying to her; Ozpin was not. “Fay, all I need you to do is interview a colleague of mine and see if you can sway him over to our side.”

“So it’s a rescue mission then.” She said, taking another sip of her tea. “Who is it that I’m after?”

Ozpin grimaced, “Roman Torchwick.”

Fay’s eyes widened and she spit out some of her tea, she was half choking from surprise. She coughed and rasped for a half a minute before she regained her speech. “Roman Torchwick?” she cried. Ozpin shushed her, as people were beginning to stare. She continued in whisper, “You want me to bust out a wanted criminal? Oz, that’s insane!”

“I know I’m asking a lot from you Fay, but you have to trust me.” Ozpin scooted back his chair and stood. He drained the last bit of his tea, then smiled. “Oh and Fay, when this is all over, if you’d like the position as Beacon’s guidance counselor it’s all yours.”

She grinned playfully, “And you’ll be the first to be examined.” 

He chuckled warmly and walked to the door, “I’ll expect you at Beacon on Friday.”

“Friday it is then.”

And Friday it would be.

Fay veered down another hallway striding purposefully towards the Emerald Tower. Why Professor Ozpin would want a man like Roman Torchwick on his side completely bewildered her. Ozpin was a smart man for the most part and had a pretty good head on his shoulders, but he was still prone to making bad decisions on occasion and Fay wasn’t sure if this mission was a risk worth taking. She reached the end of the hallway where she found the elevator Ozpin had instructed her to go to. She walked inside and placed her scroll to the monitor, verifying her identity. The doors slowly closed and she found herself rising into the air. It took about a minute and a half to reach the top and when the doors opened she found herself on a clear skywalk, the kind that might be found in an airport. She looked to the other side of the long bridge to see two Atlesian guards waiting for her. One of them walked towards her, a smile on his face. “Welcome Ms. Turchini, Mr. Ironwood has been expecting you.”

She nodded courteously and followed him to the door that he and his partner had been guarding. He placed his badge to the monitor and the door opened, revealing the inside of a spacious Atlesian airship. He saluted the young woman and went back to his guarding position just outside the door. Fay looked straight ahead to see General Ironwood sitting at his desk, he rose to greet her.

“I’m so glad you could meet me here, Ms. Turchini.” General Ironwood said as he walked up to her and politely kissed her hand. “Not everyone would venture so far out for a teaching position.”

“Well, I suppose not everyone admires your Academy as much as I do. It is an honor just to shake your hand Mr. Ironwood.” She replied brightly.

“I, uh, heard that Ozpin offered you a similar position at his school,” General Ironwood stated coolly. “Have you thought about which academy you’d prefer to advise at?”

“I highly respect your school for its incredibly obedient students, but on the other hand I do love a good challenge.” Fay replied slyly.

“Oh yes, I’ve read your resume. It says that you have a background in the highest ranking mental treatment facility in Remnant,” Ironwood said, opening a file he kept ready in his jacket. “It also says you worked for a short period at the Vale Police Department as a criminal psychologist.” Fay just smiled back at his inquisitive face.

“I wonder…can I trust you Ms. Turchini?” she nodded seriously. He stared at her face for a few seconds, then spoke again. “I am currently holding a prisoner in one of the containment cells here, a Mr. Roman Torchwick-

“And you’d like me to examine him…see if there’s anything I can get out of him about his plans.” Fay finished for him.

“Would you mind terribly?” Ironwood asked.

“Not at all. Of course…as a standard police procedure I’ll need complete privacy with Mr. Torchwick.”

“You will have it,” Ironwood replied.

Within fifteen minutes, Ironwood had ordered his guards to bring a desk and a pair of handcuffs. Fay now found herself alone, sitting across a small desk from Roman Torchwick who was handcuffed to a secured metal chair. He looked bored; a tactic he used to make himself seem disinterested, but Fay could see into his heart and he was afraid.

He sighed, “If you’re going to read me the riot-act you’re wasting your breath.”

“I’m not here for that,” Fay stated calmly. “I’m not here to get the truth out of you either. I don’t care what you did and who you hurt, nor do I care if you do it again.”

Roman raised his eyebrow, “Is this what they teach in psychology school these days?”

“Blocking out nerves with humorous comments, I’ve never seen that before.” Fay said sarcastically, still keeping a cool tone. She crossed her arms and sat up straight in her chair. Roman had nothing to say.

“The reason I’m here is because Ozpin sent me with a message,” Fay explained. “Apparently he thinks you’re valuable to him in some way and that you can help him.”

Roman raised his eyebrow again, “Uh, has old greensleeves gone nuts?”

“Um, you’re blocking again and I wonder that myself every day.” Fay replied.

“So what exactly is it that Ozpin wants with me?” Roman asked leaning back in his chair casually.

“He wants you to trust him.” Fay said, getting up from her seat.

“And how does he know he can trust me?” Roman asked.

She walked to the skyway entrance, her blue heels clicking smartly against the metallic floor of the plane as she walked. Her back faced to him, she replied. “He still has hope for you.”

“I wouldn’t hope too hard, sweetheart.” She heard something jingle behind her and she turned to see Roman waving her brooch; a silver little trinket which depicted a guardian angel. She strode over to retrieve it, but he snatched it away from her at the last minute.

“Ah, ah, ah, a kiss first.” He chided playfully. She scowled and with quick reflexes smacked his bowler hat over his eyes and grabbed the pin out of his hand. When he regained his vision he looked up to see Fay grinning condescendingly at him.

“Next time you try something like that I won’t be so subtle.” Fay warned, pinning the brooch back to her lapel and walking back to the door.

“Neither will I,” Roman replied, smiling. “Oh say, what do I call you?”

She turned and grinned as she took out her scroll to open the door, “your conscience.”

Roman sat there dumbfounded as the guards came in to put him back in his cell. He had never met anyone like her before and promised himself that if he ever got out of this military prison that he wouldn’t screw it up like the last time.


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