The Wild Side

An Offer For A King

Glynda Goodwitch's POV

"Miss Ajina. Miss Rose. Would you kindly follow me please" I stated, more than inquired. The two girls glanced at each other and then back to me, uncertainty written on their faces, "Sooo... Is that a no on the autograph?" Miss Rose asked, hope and uncertainty in her gaze. In return I let out an exasperated sigh, spinning on my heel and heading across the rooftop and back to the ladder, my purple cloak whipping behind me as I went.

We made our way down towards the ground, descending down the ladder steadily. I reached the ground first, heels clacking as they met the dark tarmac that was laid beneath my feet. I turned around, glancing up the ladder in order to ensure that neither Miss Ajina, nor Miss Rose would run away.

Despite my originally innocent intentions, I felt my eyes drift towards Miss Ajina. The girl despite her youth held an aura of wisdom. As she moved she seemed almost otherworldly, her movements graceful and precise, not a single motion wasted.

I was knocked out of my thoughts by the sound of trainers hitting tarmac as Miss Ajina finally reached the ground, quickly followed by an over excited Miss Rose. I ushered them forward, using my riding crop as an indicator to where I would like them to go.

As we walked, Miss Rose seemingly talked non stop, either to myself or Miss Ajina. An endless babble of words breaking forth from her mouth that was split into a wide grin. Miss Ajina and I only gave her a grunt of acknowledgement in return on occasion. That was until she asked me of my name, to which I enlightened her with the information. I thought she would stop but the questions continued... I could not wait to get back to Ozpin so I didn't have to listen to this girl's endless drivel.

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Willow Ajina POV

The room we were placed in was dimly lit, one spotlight placed directly above Lil' Red and I's heads, casting our shadows across the stainless steel table we were sitting behind. I was trying to get comfortable on the chair that matched the table in material, cold metal not being as comfortable as I had thought. Well, I had never expected it to be comfortable, but this was somehow worse. I inspected my nails, completely disinterested from everything occurring around me. The tension in the air could be cut by my blades. The Huntress... Glynda, paced around us, circling us like a shark attracted by the scent of blood in the water.

Glynda's voice snapped through the silence like that damn riding crop of hers. "I hope you realise that your actions tonight will not be taken lightly, young ladies." I snuck a glance at Lil' Red, rolling my eyes at her pouty face as she stared disappointedly at the shiny table top. "You put yourself and others in great danger." snapped out Glynda, peering down at our seated forms with those piercing green eyes. "But they started it!" exclaimed the red cloaked girl indignantly, her exclamation drawing a twitch of a smile from me before it vanished quickly.

"If it were up to me, you'd be sent home...With a pat on the back..." The dark haired girl's eyes lit up at the reluctant praise, glowing as she lapped up the attention Glynda was giving. "And a slap on the wrist" Glynda came to a stop on the opposing side of the table, twirling her riding crop in her fingers before glancing at my smirk and slamming it down on the table, eliciting a startled scream from the smaller girl.

Glynda smirked lightly before her cat like, emerald green eyes snapped to me, only to see that I hadn't reacted. In response to the crack of leather on the table, I had only become more interested in my nails as I realised I had blood under them, proceeding to pick at it.

The crazy bitch inhaled, trying to regain her composure. "But... There is someone here that would like to meet you" She said slowly, removing the tip of her riding crop off of the table from in front of Lil' Red, her eyes widening as Glynda stepped aside, positioning herself to the left hand side of the door.