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A. action; closed to rikku
[ Emerald's first choice wouldn't have been Everglade. It was dreary and, while the fog and general yay-murder attitude provided quite the cover, she much preferred the sun. But there was one thing she could do without drawing attention to herself and it was already in the city- get help from an old friend. Said old friend didn't.. exactly need to know the details of why she was laying low, but she was certain she'd played her cards well enough that Rikku would give her the benefit of doubt.
Most people did until it was too late.
It was shortly before sunset when Emerald knocked on the door, keeping her eyes around her instead of at the door, so the first thing Rikku would likely see was her backside. Practically a show of trust. ]
B. action; openish
[ Once she's got what she needs from Rikku, the next stop was checking her previous spots in Genessia: Demyx's old apartment, the hotel. Which meant both Genessia and Nova City. It was definitely risky moving around that much in the open, but it was the evening- she had the cover of darkness, she was fairly certain unless someone was looking for her, she'd be okay. And she knew she could get away from any specific individual if she got cornered. No one had found out yet, even if they knew whose side her piece rested on.
Emerald walked down the street cautiously, stretching her arms above her head. At least it wasn't freezing this time around. She was glad to have missed the winter, even if she was in much more dire straights with her only real ally here being Torchwick. She had no doubt the truth would crush any of the other relationships she built with how prominent the brats were here. ]
[ Emerald's first choice wouldn't have been Everglade. It was dreary and, while the fog and general yay-murder attitude provided quite the cover, she much preferred the sun. But there was one thing she could do without drawing attention to herself and it was already in the city- get help from an old friend. Said old friend didn't.. exactly need to know the details of why she was laying low, but she was certain she'd played her cards well enough that Rikku would give her the benefit of doubt.
Most people did until it was too late.
It was shortly before sunset when Emerald knocked on the door, keeping her eyes around her instead of at the door, so the first thing Rikku would likely see was her backside. Practically a show of trust. ]
B. action; openish
[ Once she's got what she needs from Rikku, the next stop was checking her previous spots in Genessia: Demyx's old apartment, the hotel. Which meant both Genessia and Nova City. It was definitely risky moving around that much in the open, but it was the evening- she had the cover of darkness, she was fairly certain unless someone was looking for her, she'd be okay. And she knew she could get away from any specific individual if she got cornered. No one had found out yet, even if they knew whose side her piece rested on.
Emerald walked down the street cautiously, stretching her arms above her head. At least it wasn't freezing this time around. She was glad to have missed the winter, even if she was in much more dire straights with her only real ally here being Torchwick. She had no doubt the truth would crush any of the other relationships she built with how prominent the brats were here. ]
1/2
the words sting, somewhere -- because it's true, ozpin had failed (and failed in the worst way), and his eyes narrow just a little, at emerald's accusations. but his expression soon softens again, and he allows himself to look tired.
that much, at least, is not an act. ]
My students don't attack people without cause.
[ that much is said at once, firmly, though he is still speaking quietly. ]
And I believe you -- at least, concerning Cinder, and what horrors she's committed.
[ murdering pyrrha. destroying vale. ozpin falls quiet again before inhaling, letting his eyes scan the area again before refocusing on emerald, with a quiet frown. ]
Trust is a difficult thing to come by, especially in the darkest of times. I trust my students, implicitly. I trust them to make rational decisions, and I trust them to listen to me when they ask about this conversation, and I tell them that attacking you is incredibly irresponsible -- not that any of them were planning on doing that in the first place.
[ he pauses, and glances down at his cane, considering carefully what he wants to say before speaking. ]
I believe that Yang Xiao Long and Pyrrha Nikos are [ he can't use past tense with pyrrha, not yet ] huntresses of the highest caliber, and would not attack anyone so maliciously. But I also believe that you are in over your head. And I -- and I am sure you, too -- want the truth. From all sides.