7: False Information

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Ozpin stared at his laptop screen as his finger tapped on the kitchen counter. He didn't know what to add to the history record.

From the look of Mercury with his gray-dyed hair and black iris, he needed to have the right descriptions to fit the young teen-adult.

"Any ideas yet?" Ironwood asked before taking a sip from his beer bottle.

"Not much has come into mind", Ozpin answered.

He rubbed his temple as his mind was in deep thought for the project.

"Make his history realistic", Qrow chimed. "Make it sound simple but also professional."

"That's an excellent idea, Qrow", Ozpin complimented as he started tapping his fingers against the keys on the keyboard.

But as he worked on his assigned project, Ironwood sat on a chair and leaned against the kitchen counter with his beer bottle, thinking about what Roman had said before.

"Hey, guys?" he said.

"Yeah?" both Qrow and Ozpin responded.

"Remember what Roman had warned us about? You know, that we're never allowed to communicate with other people outside our group?"

Both men looked up from what they were doing and stared at their leader.

"Did he mean that I shouldn't see Glynda anymore...?"

Ozpin and Qrow looked at each other and shrugged.

"Well, it does mean it includes all the innocent people", Ozpin answered. "That also includes Glynda."

"Listen, can I be honest?" Qrow asked Ironwood as their leader nodded. "If what Roman says means it includes Glynda....... then he's right."

"What?" Ironwood said with a concerned expression.

"Think about it, man. What if she finds out that you're still a criminal? There's a 50% chance that she'll go to the cops and have us behind bars. Even worse, you'll drag her into this situation. You might even get her killed-"

"That's enough", Ozpin interrupted.

But Ironwood had already covered his face to shut out the heartache misery that Qrow had accidentally thrown at while proving his point.

"Listen, Qrow didn't mean that-"

"It's alright", Ironwood interrupted Ozpin. "He's right anyway. But it's just so hard..."

"But look at the bright side", Qrow said, trying to keep up his positive side, "after when this is all over, you have every right to talk to Glynda."

"But what if she doesn't want to talk to me? What if we get caught and get thrown in jail and she knows? She's going to think that she had just recently talked to the same criminal as before!"

"That's why we'll try our best to succeed!"

Ironwood laid his head against his hands the counter as he sighed in defeat.

"I don't want to be rude", Ozpin chimed, "but I'm going to work somewhere else."

Then he got up with his laptop and walked away to his room.

"Why must Roman make this hard? Especially for me?" Ironwood asked.

"I know this may sound weird but maybe he wants to protect Glynda", Qrow answered before grabbing a beer bottle from the refrigerator and popping the cap open.

"Oh, so he wants to protect her from me?"

"That's not what I meant..."

"He gave us threats after giving us that warning!" Ironwood almost yelled. "Do you really think I can trust Roman to take care of Glynda??"

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