Graphic words incoming, weak-stomached Normies are advised to not read.
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Maks POV
Maks and Ozpin go to the tower elevator that ascends them to the clockwork room that Ozpin calls his office. Ozpin takes a seat in his chair that's in front of the rooms oak desk and Maks lays on a comfy couch at the side of the room. Ozpin has a coffee maker on his desk and offers Maks some.
Maks: No thanks, I don't plan on becoming a caffeine addict anytime soon.
Ozpin nods and brings up the subject they came here for.
Ozpin: Ok, so the mission I'm sending you on is plain and simple, just to get you warmed up for future difficult missions every student must take some simple goal missions. Things like scout and report, or investigations in towns to see if they need any protection from Grimms. From what I've seen you do in your test you probably wouldn't enjoy a scouting mission so I've set you up with a town defense mission.
Maks: Good, it's been too long since I've had a good fight, feels like I'm getting rusty.
Ozpin: But just five minutes ago you nocked out four students who tried to gang on you?
Maks: If you were watching the fight the entire time you would've noticed I wasn't using full effort and they weren't dead in the end.
Ozpin changed the subject of him being a lousy teacher.
Ozpin: The mission site you'll be sent to is a small village that has called for help. They've sent in reports of increased attacks from beowolves and they need someone skilled to protect them until proper defensive weapons and electric fences can be shipped to them.
Maks: How long will I be defending?
Ozpin: About a week and a half. You'll be on Nightwatch a lot of the time but the chieftain should have a room for you to sleep in on your break times. I'll also make sure when you complete your mission and come back you'll receive a paycheck.
Maks: I'll have to refuse that money. I'm just a student on a training mission. My father was a soldier and he taught me a few things when I was very young. He said I should never find wealth in others despair, only help them and expect nothing in return but good karma. I will agree on helping these villagers Ozpin but I refuse to be paid to do it. I can survive just fine on my student allowance.
Ozpin had to take a few moments to reflect on what he said. He never in his long life had a student refuse a paycheck.
Maks: When am I going.
Ozpin: Huh- oh after lunch you'll pack up and head to a Bullhead. I advise bringing an extra set of clothes just Incase.
Maks: Just Incase What? How many times have you had a student crap his pants during a mission?
Ozpin: Too many to count *shivers* off you go and good luck.
Maks said goodbye to Ozpin and took the elevator out of his office while Ozpins gazed interestingly at Maks's figure. While Maks was riding the elevator the calm but equally annoying elevator music was playing and Maks noticed something he somehow didn't see while he and Ozpin took the elevator together. It was a bright red button a tiny bit under the floor 1 button.
Maks: 'Strange, why would they make a floor button for a basement red? Ohhh maybe it's Ozpins secret wine cellar but full of coffee beans and other coffee stuff... or a sex dungeon, unlimited possibilities you know?'
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