YN: Huh, neat, tell me more.
Glynda: My father, Peter Goodwitch, was a factory manager. He worked for a car company and helped design the main parts of the engines used in most cars. My mother, Ana Goodwitch, was a huntress and a teacher at Beacon. As you can tell, I took after my mother.
YN: Almost down to the letter.
At this point their appetizers come and they order their main course.
Glynda: what about you? What was your family like?
YN: As I said earlier, my family was a working class one. My father worked at a cannery and my mother was a seamstress. I pulled myself out of poverty by joining the army officers cadet college. I graduated top of my class and was commissioned as a first lieutenant. A year later I took my doctor's tests and was promoted to captain and transferred to the medical corps for two years.
Glynda: Why just two years?
YN: I was getting to that. I was with the medical corps for two years because I requested frontline combat duty again. A few battles later I was promoted to major just in time for the first pacification of Menagerie.
Glynda: You participated in the first pacification?
YN: I participated in all three.
Glynda: They were a messy affair.
YN: Indeed they were, there was a great deal of arson and looting.
Glynda: That's how you got this jewelry I'd presume.
YN: It was just lying in the bedchamber of the chief's wife, she wasn't using it so I thought that I'd liberate it in the name of the republic of Vale and the 32nd assault infantry regiment.
Glynda: I'm just glad you didn't kill anyone for them.
YN: Anyhow, after the third pacification and a number of other expeditions I was promoted to lieutenant colonel. But unfortunately I took a bullet to the leg and shrapnel to the gut as the result of an attack by Faunus assassins. I was told by the doctor to avoid frontline combat or anything serious and to take a desk position. As a result I transferred to the intelligence service and worked with the department of espionage and intelligence. I trained as a banker and it was my mission to figure out how best to get ahold of the monetary assets of our enemies both foreign and domestic.
Glynda: At this rate, what haven't you done?
YN: There isn't much that I haven't done. I served with the scout troops and with them I climbed the tallest mountains and marched across the deserts of Vacuo. With the Cavalry I rode the great planes and raided up and down the border. With the Naval Infantry I sailed the seas and fought corsairs. With Siege Artillery Regiment number five, "Oum's sledgehammer", I fired the biggest guns in the army. I fought with the Paras and won my jumpwings in gold, ten combat jumps. I served with the tank corps and won my aces badge in gold, twenty tanks destroyed and five captured.
Glynda: An impressive record.
YN: It is, anyhow, after my time with the intelligence services I was promoted to full colonel and sent to command a camp in the forest gap.
Glynda: And a few hundred years later, team RWBY found you.
YN: Indeed they did. And now you you know my story. Omitting a few details of course.
Glynda: And what details might those be?
YN: Things that I have done that are either illegal, immoral, unethical, or repressed.
Glynda: Such as?
YN: The reason why I'm immortal.
Glynda: That being?
YN: Basically, and this is a massive oversimplification, blood sacrifice, proper diet and exercise, minimal overindulgence of drugs and alcohol. But mostly blood sacrifice.
Glynda: How and why?
YN: I'll tell you some day.
Glynda: You don't trust me?
YN: I trust you, I'm just not ready to come face to face with what I've done. When I am ready to deal with my past, I shall tell you of it.
Their dinner comes and their plates from their appetizers are taken away.
Glynda: Fair enough, but since you won't tell me of your past, tell me, how can a Colonel afford such a nice house?
YN: Well, a thousand years of work without spending a penny. I also accumulated some, bonuses throughout my time in the service which provides a great boost to my finances. Also I periodically invested in business, like this one with the Klar family. I also made a fortune in my younger years by writing books and training manuals about my time in the service. I wonder if any are still in use.
Glynda: Well, that makes sense I guess. Investing is important.
YN: It is indeed, anyhow, aside from teaching, what hobbies do you have?
Glynda: Kickboxing.
YN: You do Kickboxing?
Glynda: Indeed I do, it is a great way to stay in shape. I also ride my bicycle and do yoga.
YN: Impressive hobbies.
Glynda: Thanks, so what do you do during your time off? What hobbies do you have?
YN: I go hunting from time to time. I also do birdwatching and I used to ride horses. I also collect cars.
Glynda: Like toy cars?
YN: Nah, classic cars.
Glynda: You collect classic cars?
YN: I sure do. It's great fun.
Glynda: What do you do with them?
YN: I get them, restore them, and then rent them out to museums and the like. It's a hobby that pays for itself. And after all, that's the best kind. I was thinking of getting into supercars but I don't have enough space in my workshop.
Glynda: So how many cars do you have?
I've got a two or three dozen.
Glynda: HOW? Where do you keep them all?
YN: In my Garage.
Glynda: I've seen your garage and it'd be a stretch to fit a dozen in there, where do you keep them?
YN: I should have been more specific, in the presentation garage.
Glynda: Where's that?
YN: Underground, there's a driveway that leads to it and a staircase from the house.
Glynda: Why is it underground though?
YN: Because if I had my car gallery above ground it would ruin the view from the living room, plus I am planning to get a horse or two and stables so I'd need a fair bit of room.
Glynda: I think that was the Richest sentence you have ever said.
YN: I believe it is.
The waitress takes away their dinner plates once they are both done and brings them their dessert. A sliced raspberry tart courtesy of William.
YN: Would you like to see some of my cars when we get back?
Glynda: Yes please, it would be a treat indeed.
Glynda and YN quickly finish their tart and then YN pays the bill and then they walk to the car and set off for home, as fiancés.
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The lost soldier (re-write)
FanfictionA soldier has been guarding a forest for over one thousand years. He hasn't set down his weapon since he first marched into the forest. His past haunts him. But will team RWBY help him recover? This is the rewrite of my other book by the same name