RWBY The Champion and The Monster (RWBY x OC's) [On Hiatus]

Fault

Atlas Prison

Robyn Hill cheerfully laughs, lying on the bed in her cell and examining her fingernails.

Robyn: You should have seen the look on Joanna's face. I don't think she'd ever lost a fight before that. At least, not fair and square.

Met with silence, Robyn sits up and looks over at Qrow Branwen and then Jacques Schnee, the latter of whom swats frantically as a fly buzzes around his face.

Robyn: (sighs) Tough crowd tonight. Guess Ironwood should have paid for better cell block entertainment.

As she speaks, Robyn stands up and stretches, walking over toward Qrow's cell. Her comment earns a small chuckle from Qrow while he stares at Clover Ebi's pin.

Robyn: And he smiles. Did I win?

Qrow: Hey, it's your game. I don't make the rules.

Robyn loses her cheerful demeanor.

Robyn: I'm sorry for what happened. It wasn't your fault.

Qrow: It was, though. I made a deal with the darkness, and he paid the price. It was all happening so fast, but Clover wouldn't let up. Could have worked together against Tyrian if Clover just... But the thing that really stings? For the first time in a while I thought, maybe, maybe I could be around somebody - anybody - without my Semblance making it... complicated. And now, it just feels like a childish dream. Gone... like everybody else.

Robyn sadly looks at her hand, listening to Qrow.

Robyn: Believe it or not, I know a little of what that's like.

She walks over to the wall between her and Qrow's cells.

Robyn: When people are worried, you're gonna sniff out their secrets, they tend to push you away. It makes a real connection... difficult.

She places her fingertips to the cell wall, the Hard-Light distorting in reaction to her touch. She then pulls her hand away and looks at it.

Qrow: I--

A small beep is heard, and the door to the chamber opens. Qrow looks over to the door, clutching Clover's pin to his chest, and continues speaking as Atlas soldiers bring Arthur Watts back to his cell, accompanied by Marrow Amin and Harriet Bree.

Qrow: Never thought of it that way.

The soldiers toss Watts to the floor, and Harriet stands next to Qrow's cell with her arms crossed.

Harriet: You don't get to keep that.

Qrow: I didn't kill him.

Harriet: You keep saying that, but it was your weapon covered in his blood.

Qrow lowers his head and sighs. Robyn speaks up, drawing Harriet's attention.

Robyn: If you really wanna know what happened, mohawk, why not open this cell and take my hand?

Harriet scoffs and starts walking over to Robyn's cell, while Marrow locks Watts' cell.

Harriet: If I open this cell, it won't be to shake hands.

Marrow looks over to Harriet, a worried frown appearing on his face.

Robyn: Yeah, because you don't care about the truth. You just want someone to be mad at. Easier than taking an honest look at what side you're on.

Harriet narrows her eyes and quietly growls in annoyance. There is a tense silence as Qrow watches the two and Harriet looks over at the security panel for Robyn's cell. Harriet looks at Robyn and shifts on her feet.