The Pale Rose of the Tides {Bloodborne X RWBY X Arknights}

Chapter 02 Old Scars Part 02

Chapter 02
Old Scars
Part 02

Outside the police station, the evening air was still, and calmly... cool. Only slightly disturbed by the occasional distant sound of rustling leaves. The sliding doors of the station opened once more, allowing two imposing figures to step inside.

The first was a tall, beautiful woman with a commanding presence. She wore a long white collared dress with puffy sleeves folded up to her wrists, forming a rose-like shape. Over this, she wore a black long vest that billowed slightly in the breeze, giving her an air of elegant authority. A white jabot adorned her collar, with a small black gem at its center. Her black thigh-high boots clicked against the floor as she walked, her wide-collared black cape with a red underlay fluttering slightly behind her. Her long silver hair was styled meticulously to cover the right side of her face, leaving only one piercing red eye visible, and her long, pointed ears added to her otherworldly appearance.

Beside her walked a man of similar build, his lower face concealed by a black, thick body glove that highlighted his muscular frame. His attire was a stark contrast to the woman's elegant garb-he wore black, ragged combat shirt and pants with knee pads and tall combat boots. A black tricorne hat with blue underlay and a bright red feather sat atop his head, casting a shadow over his eyes. His overcoat, with hints of deep blue underlay, draped over his shoulders, while a white scarf tied like a jabot added a touch of refinement. His silver hair, though tied back simply with a red ribbon, was slightly disheveled, and his ears, though slightly pointed, retained a more human shape compared to the woman's.

Both of them bore expressions that left no room for warmth or kindness. The woman's cold scowl was sharp and unyielding, while the man's scowl, though partially hidden by his body suit and hat, was equally intimidating.

Their red eyes, the most striking feature they shared, gleamed with an intensity that spoke of ice cold wrath and vexation to face whatever trouble one of their kin had caused. The few officers who noticed their entrance quickly averted their gazes instinctively, sensing that these two were not to be trifled with. And it is way above their pay to deal with any possible trouble dealing with these two.

The woman's sharp red gaze quickly took in the scene, spotting a pair of blondes in the waiting area-her grandson-in-law, Taiyang, and great-granddaughter, Yang. She immediately began walking towards them, the heels of her boots clacking heavily on the floor, each step commanding the attention of everyone nearby.

Taiyang and Yang, along with their corgi, Zwei, noticed the sudden chilling atmosphere. The police officers around them seemed to stiffen, their behaviors shifting as the sound of the approaching footsteps grew louder. The two blondes plus one corgi turned their heads, eyes widening as they recognized the figures heading their way.

Taiyang quickly straightened up, rising from his seat in a flustered motion. "L-la-" he started, but his attempt at greeting was abruptly cut off by the woman's hand, a firm gesture that silenced him before he could finish.

"Where is she?" she demanded coldly, her tone brooking no delay.

It was Yang who answered, her voice trembling slightly as she sensed the intensity of the situation. "I-In the interrogation room, Nana." She offered quickly, "L-let's go, I-I will take you both there."

Her great-grandma gave a curt nod and a soft hum, while the man beside her, Yang's uncle, hummed gruffly in acknowledgment. "Thanks." He greeted her father curtly with a nod, "Tai."

"U-Ulpian." Tai still stuttering as he replied in kind.

Yang waved at her father as she guided the two toward the interrogation room. Taiyang awkwardly waved back, unsure of what else to do.