"In a world where Grimm, Danger Beasts, Monsters, and notorious villains run rampant, there are those who stand against them. Benders, Huntsmen, Heroes, people who have the power to fight them, for the sole purpose of defending the innocent.
At leas...
Within the tallest spire of Union Academy, amongst the clockwork within the walls and the glass ceilings, sat two of the three headmasters. Through the doors into the office, on the furthest left end of the curved ticking table filled with gears, one would find Nezu sat upon his chair; his adorable rodent face just barely peaking above the glass topped desk.
On the opposite end, sat a well-dressed man with shimmering blue eyes, and vibrant red hair, matching in color to that of Rias Gremory's. This man was her kind yet esteemed brother, Sirzechs Gremory. Known as one of the four rulers of the underworld, and most pacifistic of the headmasters, always seeking to resolve conflicts by talking things out as opposed to fighting. But as the Crimsoned-Haired Prince of Destruction, he is not above getting his hands dirty.
His attention was currently focused on the one-eyed six-winged orb of heavenly light hovering above his portion of the desk, using it as a communication device, speaking to someone on the other side.
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Sirzechs: I really appreciate your opened mindedness. Though, I do hope you'll reconsider-...
Sirzechs stopped talking, listening to the person he was conversing with, who had their words projected into his mind, thanks to the small orb. After a moment he, smile a nodded.
Sirzechs: I see your decision is final... Very well. I shall leave it be then.
He paused, internally listening to the other person. Nodding again, he still kept his smile.
Sirzechs: Yes. Thank you for your time. You have a wonderful day.
With that, the small orb closed its eye and folded in its wings, before dimming and fading away into light particles. Dropping his smile immediately, Sirzechs closed his eyes and leaned back into his office chair.
Sirzechs: Uuugh...
Resting his head back, he put his hands on his face and slowly rubbed them down, lowing them under his eyes. Hearing foot steps approaching, he opened his eyes and glanced to the side. Ozpin stood by, holding a fresh glass of coffee.
Ozpin: So, how was the meeting?
Sirzechs didn't say anything. Only staring up at Ozpin, until his eyes shifted down to his cup, staring at it for a long time, before looking back up at him. Getting the message, Ozpin presented the coffee mug to him, before the devil snatched it from his grasp and began chugging the still hot liquid.
Ozpin walked past Sirzechs chair to his own, reaching under his desk for another hot mug a coffee. Putting it on the table, he and Nezu watched Sirzechs still gulping his drink down.
Once he finished firmly planted the now empty cup of the desk, before resting his elbows and burying his face in his hands.
Sirzechs: Uugh... Uuuuugh!...
His muffled groan grew louder, as the other two continued to watch.
