( introspection )

[ Weiss took a deep breath and flickered the video on, her gaze unwavering as it did. She looked determined, serious. If any member of her family ever came here, she would likely be ruined after this video, but this was the only way to save the life she'd started building here. ]

Many of you may have seen Roman Torchwick's video and accusations earlier. The answer is yes.

Yes, many of those things are true. My father and our company under his leadership have been accused of doing those things and I have personally witnessed some of them. I don't have evidence of some of the things that Torchwick detailed in his apparent report, the source of which I find suspect given that while Schnee Dust Company in Remnant has managed to evade essentially all charges. If a report like that were legitimate, it certainly would've risen much sooner and certainly not in Genessia instead of back home. And I happen to know at least a couple of those are false, but the important ones aren't.

Yes, my family has used money to corrupt politics to get away with.. less than moral business practices. Yes, we...

[ Weiss took another deep breath. This was, honestly, hard for her. She hated the idea that her family's name was being dragged through the mud and that she was confirming it, even if she knew what was true. She wanted nothing more than to scream that Torchwick was a liar, but that wouldn't solve anything. ]

Schnee Dust Company has been known for both Human and Faunus rights abuses, most condemningly the forced labor of the Faunus people. Yes, Torchwick was telling the truth about that, but as usual he ran his mouth without knowing or including the entire story.

My family didn't claim our name in bloodshed or the sweat and tears of Faunus. It was my grandfather's company, and until my father took over it was a moral company. The Schnee family name didn't start off standing for these gross violations of humans rights, and I have no intention of allowing it to stay that way. Perhaps if Torchwick had taken a moment to question why the heiress to the company in question was busy attending a combat school for Huntresses instead of living easily in the comfort of my multiple homes and a plush office on the top floors of Schnee Company headquarters, he would have realized that leveling those accusations here was a mistake.

I chose to become a huntress because I have every intention of taking my family's company back from my father to make certain that the Schnee Dust Company doesn't operate in the dark, because I will need those skills to reclaim it from him. I never brought any of this up here in Genessia not because I had the intent to deceive any of you, but because by saying this publicly, I run the risk of my family finding out if any of them come to Genessia. I don't intend to back down back home, nor do I intend to let Torchwick take Schnee Company down to his level here. Schnee Company in Genessia is going to be a prime example of what Schnee Dust Company in Remnant should operate like.

The entire reason that the people from my world agreed not to start a witch hunt for Torchwick when he first arrived was on the basis of second chances. Torchwick squandered his when he attacked my friend and I, killing her and kidnapping me out of a sick need for vengeance because we've cut a couple of his heists short- a part of our jobs as huntresses.

Don't take Schnee Company and my second chance away from us because Torchwick decided to share what my father is responsible for and I haven't had the chance to fix back home yet.

[At first, Roman didn't think much of Weiss' public declaration of war. Zuko was a force to be reckoned with but he could handle Weiss. Thing is, her little business was getting a lot of recruits. If she just stuck to her corner of town he could happily forget that she existed, but at this rate Schnee Corp will reach the status it had in Remnant. The last thing he needs is that prissy little tyrant making dirty deals with the authorities while she still held a personal grudge against him. Best to nip this in the bud.

The video appears to be taken on a rooftop. He lounges against the railing, a glass of wine in one hand and a smoldering cigar in the other.]

Good afternoon! Roman Torchwick speaking. Forgive the anonymous video, but I'm choosy about giving out my personal number. The boys in law enforcement can't keep their hands off me and I'd hate to encourage them.

[He winks at the camera.]

Anyway, I'd like to talk to you all about the Schnee Company. You could consider this a public service announcement. I'm from the same world as her, so I've got a little preview of what we're in for if we let them set up shop here. See that file attachment there? Go on, take a look!

[He takes a drag on his cigar and blows a couple of smoke rings while he waits. For anyone who opens the file, it's a long word document about the Schnee Dust Corporation. It's truth padded by reasonably believable lies.]

That's some but not all of the accusations leveled at the Schnee Dust Corporation in the past few years. Human rights abuses, shady business deals with organized crime and politicians, drug and weapons trafficking... they even threw in some sex scandals to keep things interesting! If you doubt me, you can always go to the Vale subarchway and ask around. The specifics might be different since it's not quite like our Vale, but you'll get the gist of it.

Now I'm not one to judge, but you all seem pretty happy with your small business economy, unbiased justice system, and honest government. I know we all have to make a living, but when I see all these poor suckers falling all over themselves to be part of the Schnee Personal Army...

[He shrugs.]

Well, don't say I didn't warn you.


Private text to Mercury and Emerald

Meet me in the 12th floor lounge at 10 tonight. We need to talk.

So it's welcome and get to work, hm.

[The video shows a woman with short blonde hair, bright blue eyes and an expression set and calmly cool. She waves the stack of red bills bound in their white ribbon in her free hand.]

Well that's quick and handy, isn't it.

[There is a distinct air of icy amusement to her tone, coupled with the faint smirk.]

I don't mind jobs really but there better be entertaining ones here. I don't like being bored.

[That said, she has little else she needs from the network. Now it's all about exploration and figuring out the lay of the land. If she's not at home and won't be getting back, she's going to make damn sure she thrives here.

First though:]

If any of you see a man just a little shorter than me? Don't touch him. He's mine.

[Said with conviction and matter-of-fact ease as she switches off her communicator in the next beat.]

[Since it's been a while since he arrived here, he feels more comfortable and decided to actualy make a video this time, rather than hiding his face. Anyone who remembers Zero can really see the resemblance here, except Ichiru's hair is longer than his older twin brother's. ]

This place isn't as bad as I thought it would be. At least there aren't many dangers... even if that labyrinth seems pretty dangerous, but I guess that's not a normal occurrence?

[He smiles with a very polite smile. He's in a good mood, even if this smile is mostly just for show.]

I realize I never introduced myself last time. My name is Kiryuu Ichiru. Thank you for all the help. I have now managed to settle down quite well.

( Private to Yukiko Amagi )

[...is this how you turn on this thing? w-well, she certainly has it on now, so at least that's out of the way. she's just been so confused since she arrived here. it wasn't as though furniture were well instructed on how to use technology.]

....Who is it that summoned me here?

[her master isn't anywhere to be found...] ...It wasn't Beatrice-sama... so just what is going on...?

Someone summoning me without being a proper witch... it's unthinkable. If one thinks they'll be able to use me as their furniture so easily then they'll have to prove it for I have not acknowledged any master but Beatrice-sama.

So speak now! [yes please speak little contraption thing.] Lucifer of Pride here, do not keep me waiting.

Damn it Zeus, stop teleporting people wherever you feel like! I could live with being with others at the damn school, but this is getting ridiculous!

[Loki seems visibly frustrated. It's not everyday you get kicked off to a random place and the only one he can really blame is their fun ~headmaster~. Freaking Greek gods thinking they can do whatever they want.]

Treating us other gods like we're just freaking toy soldiers and tossing us around. He should use that human he brought with us instead! What the heck was that even... I don't want any humans around.

[Someone didn't... clearly read the letter that well or decided it wasn't the whole truth.]

Just, bring me back there. I need to look after Balder.

WHO: Weiss, Mercury, Yang, Ren, security job applicants (open), anyone who wants to watch (open)
WHAT: Given the inability to check credentials in Genessia, Weiss's interviews are a little different than normal. This one? It involves staying alive for 10 minutes with someone she knows can fight.
WHEN: Sunday, 8am-10am
WHERE: Attleton's Battle Colosseum
WARNINGS: Violence. Character Death (Jean+Mercury thread).

The Colosseum seemed incredibly public a place to do interviews, but the reality was that there was no guarantee that there wouldn't be stressful situations for fighters. If they had public or performance anxiety, it would be just as bad as someone who couldn't handle the sight of blood or someone who couldn't fight. The crowd was a benefit to add pressure. Plus, the Colosseum had the added benefit of a consequence-free death. They would just wake up in the hospital. Even if she didn't particularly want to see anyone die, it was one way to make sure that anyone hired could handle whatever came at them.

As applicants entered the stadium, they would see Weiss sitting in the first row. What most might consider a 'splash zone,' but she wanted to be able to see the matches. All of them. She was the one hiring, after all. And she needed to be able to time it and make sure that all of the testers followed the rules too. Two of them she knew would be fine, but one she had a significant lesser opinion of. At least it would all work out. So line up, applicants.

[ OOC: So here's how this is going to work. If your character would like to apply for a security job at Schnee Company, they need to reply to this post with the subject line "Applicant." After that, one of the testers (Yang, Mercury, or Ren) will reply to it and the characters will fight. The character must survive the fight for 10 minutes, and may be ranked hire as an applicant if they actually win their fight. If they die or are knocked unconscious during the fight, they will automatically wake up in the infirmary, but be disqualified from getting the job. They can disqualify themselves by stating that they yield during the thread. Weiss will provide rude honest opinions of the fight once it's over and also be playing the role of referee to make sure the timing and yields are upheld.

If you want to be an audience member, you can make your own thread, handwave and mention in later threads, or yell things in the middle of fights to distract applicants. If an audience member goes onto the field during someone else's fight, they will be considered a bystander and the applicant must protect them as well as themselves. If the audience member wins the fight for the applicant, the applicant is disqualified. ]

[Video]

Well, I have to say,....even I am surprised. 

[Blue eyes trained over the paper as she looked back at the device- not knowing if it was on or off. Just in case....She turns her hand and places it on the pod in which she had woken up in. With in seconds, the water in the room was completely frozen over- the room was then covered in ice. Standing up she moved towards the door and adjusted the hat on her head.]

It seems I am not weak after all. Even if this is the world beyond... or perhaps I was transported at the last second? Anything is possible. 

[She looks out at the city around her and sighs, holding up the communicator.]

I will test the limits of this place..... if 'he ' is here, I will find him. 

[Smirking wickedly- the feed cuts.]

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[Action]

[Esdeath is walking through the city calmly enough. She seems to have picked up pretty quickly that it is no longer the home or world she is from. It didn't matter- as long as this place could amuse her. Still, as she crossed the street- without the aid of a walking signal- she noticed the careening car- heading straight for her. Being unfamiliar with this vehicle, she turns with out panic and ice shoots from the ground, up into the car- crunching it and stopping it from hitting her by about a yard. When she notices a man now stuck in the front seat. Walking over and kicking out the window, she leans in towards the now horrified man.]

What do you call this vehicle? 

[She waited until he answered with a name before standing up and nodding.]

I see....this place is interesting indeed......


[Without helping the man, she stood up and walked away, leaving him inside a now frozen car. After all- the weak will fall. If he was strong in any way...he would get out on his own.] 


I will need to observe more if I am to fully understand this new location. 

[She walks back onto the sidewalk- now apparently lost in thought and ignoring any onlookers or publicity.]