The Sparrow. Blake Belladonna X Male Reader

Chapter 24

(Y/N) could hear the chatter of the transporters as he sat watching Bree, she had since calmed down a lot but the longer they were cuffed, the less she looked at Sam, (Y/N) assumed it must have reminded her of being tied up by Greene, and so she was afraid of what she would see if she looked at her best friend, but, he couldn't verify, it was too soon, she was still certainly in shock.

Ruby: So where do you think they're taking us?

Qrow: I'm gonna go with jail.

Jaune: I still can't believe we got caught so easily by that fishing pole dude.

(Y/N) wanted to pipe up about how easy bolas, especially gravity dust powered bolas could catch someone, but figured it might hurt Bree, and so kept his mouth shut.

Weiss: Welcome to atlas, those were Ironwood's Ace Operatives.

(Y/N): You guys ever heard of the Ace Ops?

Bree: Obviously, i lived here for like 14 years, remember?

Sam: nope, although the pale one seemed familiar.

James: I worked with them for a little bit so yeah.

Sam: you did?

James: the pale one is named vine, he's been over a couple times when you were younger to escort me to the mission.

Bree: why would they do that?

James: When's the last time you teleported through reinforced glass with dust explosives attached in case it was broken.

Bree: is that the only time you worked with them?

James: obviously not, we were sent to subjugate a huge Grimm horde, it was massive, like it was mass produced, it was like a Grimm... what's the word, a Grimm... like, it's when something blocks out the sun.

(Y/N): shade?

James: no! The thing our moon can't do cause it's broken.

Sam: Eclipse?

James: Yes!! That's it thank you, it was like a Grimm eclipse.

Bree: couldn't you have just said the amount of Grimm blocked out the sun.

James: i could have

Other transportee: this isn't Jail.

Qrow: it's Atlas Academy

(Y/N): great, handcuffed at a school, in a way, my we're experiencing Bree and Sam's nighttime play.

James: wh- HUH??

(Y/N): you know, they are really bad with doing their things in private, never once checked to see if i was asleep, and i should know, they kept me up every time they planned to do it, not purposefully of course, but, them hiding that stuff from 15 year old me, was more telling of what they were gonna do than the actual doing it was.

Bree: if you don't shut up, i'm shooting you in the crotch next time i have my gun, and i'll make sure my aim is good.

James: isn't that a little too far?

(Y/N): eh, they've gone further, in front of me obviously, since they have NO SENSE OF PRIVACY.

Sam: when was the last time we told you how annoying you are?

(Y/N): i don't remember off the top of my head.

Sam: then it's way too long you brat.

(Y/N): hey! I'm almost an adult.

Sam: legally speaking, until you can beat anyone here in an arm wrestling match, you can't consider yourself an adult.

(Y/N): what about ruby then?