I woke up from my slumber and let out a yawn before stretching. I noticed that all the books I had with me were now gone. Still, it was great to know more about the world I'm in. But, it barely did anything to help me remember my past.
"You're finally awake now." I turned and saw Glynda sitting by her desk with a cup of coffee in her hand. "How heavy of a sleeper are you?"
"Erm, good morning." I said.
She placed her cup onto the desk and took out something before handing it to me. I looked at it in confusion as I look back to her.
"I have a feeling that you don't know what a Scroll is." She blatantly stated to which I nodded. "This is a communication device given to every student in Beacon Academy. I was told to hand it to you."
"W-wait... I'm not a student here." I got out. "And everyone looks older than me. Am I really suppose to be attending here?"
"Rest assured, everything will be explained in detail." Glynda said before heading to the door. "Now, wash up and follow the instructions of your Scroll."
I stared at the Scroll in my hand and tapped the yellow button on it before it opened, surprising me. I saw an icon blinking and tapped it before it showed me a list. This must be what she was talking about. So, as I was told, I quickly washed up and left the room, reading the list and head to the directions it gave me.
My attention was on my Scroll when I bumped into someone. I stepped back and looked at who was in front of me. A man with messy green hair and opaque glasses looked down at me with an odd look before he bends down to my height.
"Young lady, what are you doing here?" He questioned, adjusting his glasses. "Surely you would know that entering Beacon Academy, not as a student or faculty member would be considered as trespassing."
"Um, I was just following what Miss Glynda told me." I said sheepishly.
"Glynda?" He then noticed the Scroll in my hand. "Mind if I have a look at that?"
I reluctantly gave it to him as he inspected the contents before he returned it back to me with an intrigued look.
"Ah, so you are the one professor Ozpin told me about." He said. "Fortunately, it's the weekends, so I would be able to help you to reach your destination."
"T-Thank you." I got out.
"Now, let us head off." He said before turning around and started to walk as I followed. "Bartholomew Oobleck is my name. But you may refer to me as Dr Oobleck." He introduced, emphasizing on the word doctor.
"Doctor?"
"Yes, yes. I know. Most teachers here are referred as a professor. But! I didn't earn my PhD for fun and shall be referred by what I have earned by hardship and many testaments! Therefore, do not make the mistake of calling me "Professor"!" He stated so fast that I could barely keep up.
"Uuh..." I stared in utter confusion when he cleared his throat.
"Sorry about that." Oobleck apologized. "Why don't we get to where you are needed, Robin."
_____I was soon in an elevator with Oobleck and headed to the top floor. The doors opened and I saw Ozpin looking out of the wide glass window before turning back.
"Ah, you've arrived." He said before sitting down behind the desk near the glass window. "Take a seat."
I stepped out of the elevator and did what he said. I look back and saw Oobleck waving before the door closed.
"How was your night, Robin?" Ozpin asked.
"It was fine," I said. "I didn't do anything to make Miss Glynda mad."
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Remnant's Tactician
FanfictionAwoken with no memories of her past, Robin is utterly confused of her situation. Fortunately, a certain Goodwitch found her before meeting with the headmaster of an academy. How will Robin live her life in the world known as Remnant?