YN and Glynda are driving towards their ranch when YN remembers something.
YN: CRAP!
Glynda: What?!
YN: I FORGOT JOHANAS!
Glynda: He'll be fine without you for a while, he's got the girls to keep him company.
YN then gets out his phone and calls Velvet.
(Don't worry, he has one of those car phone holders so he still has both hands on the wheel.
Velvet: Hey YN, how are you doing?
YN: I forgot Johanas!
Velvet: Yeah, he's here with me now. (Johanas makes a noise)
YN: are you doing anything for the next week?
Velvet: Nope, we're on break so I'm probably going to relax.
YN: I will give you a thousand lien, and cover train fare, if you get on the train and bring Johanas with you to the town of Silver Valley where I'll meet you tomorrow morning.
Velvet: Well I always wanted to see the countryside, why not.
At this point Coco walks in.
Coco: Hey Velvet, who are you talking to?
Velvet: YN, he says he forgot Johanas and he'll give me a thousand lien to bring him to him.
Coco: He really loves that dog.
YN: You're damn right I do! Also, I want to get him familiarized with the countryside, new smells and all. I mean, he's an incredibly calm dog, but still, it'd be good if he got to know the ranch.
Velvet: Fair, I'll get pack and head out shortly.
Coco: Where are you going?
Velvet: Silver Valley.
Coco: No kidding, I've always wanted to go there!
Velvet: Why?
Coco: The Silver Valley fashion museum! It's the old fashion house for Duval. I've always wanted to see their old patterns! Can I come too?!
YN: Sure, just keep Velvet and Johanas company on the train.
Coco: Can I get the thousand lien bonus?
YN: No, but I would like to commission three shooting suits, all of the same style but with different cloth, and if you make them for me, I will pay generously.
Coco: Wonderful, what kind of shooting suit?
YN: A traditional front jacket with belt loops for a leather belt, and shooting pleats on the back and bellows pockets, a concealed carry pocket for my pistol, and an internal pocket for a flask.
As for my lower half, plus fours, and trousers, both being re-enforced for riding. Also a waistcoat, and a flat cap. I'll order the fabrics here, oh, and expect to fit ballistic weave.
Coco: Concealed carry and ballistic weave, the hell are you planning on doing in this suit?
YN: It's a shooting suit, I want to be prepared.
Coco: Yeah, but what are you going to be shooting?
YN: Primarily pheasants and game bird, maybe the occasional deer, but it's just in case whatever I shoot at decides to shoot back. Also, it's less formal than a conventional three piece so it'd be ideal for life in the countryside.
Coco: Multi purpose, got it.
YN: Oh, and do you make boots?
Coco: Unfortunately I don't, it isn't a skill that I have.
YN: Well, no matter, there are some excellent cordwainers in Silver Valley.
Glynda: Coco, how difficult would it be to make a suit like the one you are going to make for YN, but for me?
Coco: Not difficult at all, all I'd need are your measurements.
Glynda: Well then, once you are done with YN's suit, I'd like one like it.
Coco: Wonderful! It looks like I'm on my way to starting my own fashion house!
YN: If you do a fantastic job, and are lucky, we can talk about that becoming a possibility.
Coco: You're joking right?
YN: I'm being serious, I've seen some of your designs, you have potential.
Coco: I-I-I won't let you down! You'll have your suits!
YN: Wonderful! And as for getting to Silver Valley, take the overnight train and book yourself a room in a sleeper car, I'm paying so don't feel bad about traveling first class if you want. I'll be at the station at 12:00 to pick you up. I hope you'll have a pleasant journey.
Velvet: See you tomorrow YN!
YN then hangs up the phone and then turns to Glynda.
YN: I can't believe I forgot Johanas.
Glynda: He's a brave dog, he'll be fine. Oh, quick question.
YN: Hm?
Glynda: What did you mean when you said that you might help Coco start her own fashion house?
YN: One of the reasons how my wealth is maintained is because of my diverse financial portfolio, if I can add another business then wonderful, if not, no problem.
Glynda: How many pies do you have your fingers in?
YN: Banking, grocery stores, farming and ranching, restaurants, and manufacturing.
Glynda: Manufacturing? What do you make?
YN: A firm that I own makes badges for various police organizations and oddly enough, coffee makers.
Glynda: But you don't drink coffee?
YN: Ironic, isn't it.
YN then presses on the accelerator.
YN: Let's see if we can get there in time for dinner.
Glynda: But who will make it, I don't know what we have on hand?
YN: I told the local grocer to get some things in, I'll make dinner. Then hopefully we can hire some staff, in addition to the farmers and a few ranchers that I have in my employment. But for all their talents, I wouldn't ask them to make my meals or clean my home.
Glynda: Good to know that the ranch is already being profitable, oh, by the way, what do you ranch?
YN: Well, we call it a ranch, but we have alpacas and sheep for wool and horses because I like horses. So yeah, we don't ranch for meat, but for cloth. I'm probably going to start a mill nearby to cut out the middle man and produce the cloth myself.
Glynda That sounds like a wonderful idea. hey, then maybe you can get Coco to make you a suit out of your own fabric.
YN: Now that sound nice.
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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
