Y/N POV
Arriving at Beacon I head for the faculty dorms. Reaching room 302 I pound on the door. I tap my foot waiting for an answer. I pound the door some more with each hit getting harder and louder than the last. Eventually the door opens revealing Oz in green silk pajamas.
Y/N: "Nice PJs."
Ozpin: "You better have a good reason for knocking on my door at two in the morning."
Y/N: "Got some information of our... problem."
He perks up.
Ozpin: "Come in."
I enter his dorm. I take a seat at his table. He joins me with two steaming mugs.
Ozpin: "So what is this information?"
I take my mug and chug down its contents. After finishing I set the mug down.
Y/N: "The demons have been searching for some kinda sacred object."
Ozpin: "What kinda object?"
Y/N: "Guy said it has the power to save any soul. No matter how wicked or damned it may be."
Ozpin: "I had heard tales of powerful objects. But none with that kinda power."
Y/N: "Something like that existing makes me nervous."
Ozpin: "Me as well. If someone or something beyond wickedness holds that object, then there's no telling what that'll do to the natural order. We must track down this object. Please tell me you have an idea where it might be."
Y/N: "They said a private collector managed to get their hands on it. But so far all attempts to contact this collector have been met with nothing."
Ozpin: "Then it seems we must attempt to contact this collector too."
Y/N: "That'll be hard to do when we know next to nothing about this person."
Ozpin: "Fear not. I have some people who might be able to help. Sadly they took an early retirement."
Y/N: "Tell them to suck it up. Because I've burned through four demons already. There's no doubt this' pushed everyone into desperation. So if we don't set to work now, no one's gonna get to enjoy retirement."
Ozpin: "Very well. I'll call them first thing in the morning."
Y/N: "Good."
I get up.
Y/N: "Let me know when it's done."
Ozpin: "Will do."
I walk out of his dorm then to mine to sleep.
3rd POV
The next morning in Beacon Tower we see Ozpin talking on his scroll.
Ozpin: "I know you're trying to enjoy retirement. But this goes way beyond just everyday trouble. Thank you. Okay. See you then."
He hangs up. At that moment the elevator dings. The doors open revealing a certain brawler.
Ozpin: "Miss Yang, to what do I owe this visit?"
Yang: "I wanna talk to you about that new guy you supposedly hired."
Ozpin displays a thinking face.
Ozpin: "I recently hired a lot of new people for the new semester. Describe him."
Yang: "H/C hair, E/C eyes. Personality of an asshole. Overall biker look."
Ozpin: "Ah. You must be talking about Y/N. What do you wish to discuss about him?"
She takes a seat in front of his desk.
Yang: "There's something off about him."
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