"You wanted me because of what you heard right. Well then why are you surprised that I'm not like anyone else. If you can't deal with the way I am, then that's your problem. You're no the only job offer I've gotten," she said sauntering away. "Hold on there sweetheart, I like your style. Your perfect for what we need. Care to work with us," the man offered. This is a fanfic set in the RWBY universe that revolves around the OCs that my friends and I created.