Champion(RWBY/WC)-3

"This should be fine." Baki, soon to be a proper student of Beacon, said with a nod as he looked at the weapons he had chosen with Ozpin's money.

Honestly, the headmaster of Beacon thought that the small armory in front of the young man was more than fine. Instead of having one mechashift weapon, like anyone else who entered these halls, Baki had decided to take several weapons without shifting abilities. Which included two katanas with one of them being shorter than the other, two revolvers, a pair of hooks, a pair of brass knuckles, a small baton that extended into a short spear and many small marbles that released a huge amount of smoke when broken.

And almost as if like the young man had needed another way to laugh at people who believed that there was a term like 'overkill', he also had bought several books that had detailed explanations about the creations of mechashift weapons along with dust based technologies. Something about making his own weapons after learning enough.

Really, he knew of barracks that had less weapons than this young man was going to be carrying.

"If you believe so." Not that he would ever openly admit his shock, he had a facade that he had been working on perfecting for over a century after all. He wasn't gonna give up on the whole mysterious old teacher role he had.

"Now then, I belive the rest of the students are due to arrive in about a few minutes. Maybe you would like to mingle among them and learn about some of your potential teammates." He said with a smile as he leaned on his cane.

"Yeah, I should." Baki said as he adjusted his shirt and then faced Ozpin, making him frown as he could not completely understand the smile on Baki's face. Something about it just weirded him out but he wasn't exactly sure what. Before he could think any further about the subject, the young man before him cleared the distance between them in the blink of an eye and wrapped his arms around Ozpin; hugging him.

This was… this was weird, but actually somewhat nice. When was the last time someone had hugged him? Definitely not in the last decade.

"Thank you, mister Ozpin." Baki said as he stopped hugging him and then gave him a bow.

"Next time we talk, it shall be with me as one of your students and you as my headmaster." And then he left, his hands resting on the katanas on his side. Ozpin had to admit, he was kind of interested of that next talk.

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Weiss Schnee, the heiress of the Schnee Dust Company, tried to hold herself back from giggling with delight as she talked with Pyrrha Nikos; the four time champion of the Mistral tournament consecutively.

Sure, her day had not exactly started off well with that dolt of a girl causing an explosion right in her face. And it hadn't gone well when she tried to admonish her due to that rude black haired girl that badmouthed her family's company. But none of those mattered for she had finally found someone of true skill in Beacon. Someone that she did not merely want but needed in her team!

"And I also think…" She once more tried to sell the idea of how forming a team with her would be to the champion's benefit by showcasing her knowledge but instead ended up crashing into someone and fell onto her butt. So she looked ahead with a glare and started to tell off whoever it was about just standing like a pillar in the middle of the road.

"Just what do you think..." Or that had been the plan before she took a good look at the cause of her fall and trailed off.

Weiss would like to consider herself an eloquent person of high education who did not get distracted by base desires like most other people would. But looking at the man before her, wow. Just wow.

She wasn't sure what she thought about his robe like clothing, not exactly something befitting a huntsman, but she could admit that he looked rather good in it. He was quite a bit taller than her, and Pyrrha as well, and even with the robe like clothing on it was rather easy to see that he was quite muscular.

"Ah sorry about that." He apologized, finally showing some manners, as he bended down; likely to offer her a hand to get up. But no, instead of offering his hand, he picked her up by her armpits and then put her down.

"You should be more careful." He said but Weiss was not listening anymore. She could have handled just causing her to fall, even if a bit poorly, she could have handled him being somewhat slow but the way he just picked her up like that? As if she were some sort of child? No, that she could not accept!

"Excuse me, but do you realize exactly who is it that you have in front of you?" She asked as she planted her fists on her hips with a glare, trying to make him understand her displeasure.

"...two girls that I never met before?" And it seemed like she had failed.

"I am Weiss Schnee." She said with an extra emphasis on her last name. "The heiress of the Schnee Dust Company, the backbone of any kind of job that requires dust." Which was basically everything.

"And this is Pyrrha Nikos!" She said as she gestured towards the redhead behind her. "The four time champion of the Mistral battle tournament! The most talented huntsman candidate of our generation!" She cried out, expertly ignoring the small ache in her part as she accepted someone beside herself as the best of their generation."

"Doesn't ring a bell." And this, this charlatan just shrugged it off and walked away! Not even sparing a glance back as Weiss tried to comprehend the sheer disregard he had.

"Can you believe this?! He did not care about who we are, at all!"

"I know!" Pyrrha replied, looking a bit too happy to hear such a thing. As a matter of fact the champion of Mistral looked to be her happiest since Weiss had met her which likely meant...

"Let us just go."

...that she was forcing herself to smile like that in order to not let what happened dampen their moods. Therefore what Weiss needed to do was to act like nothing happened as well, in order to help her of course.

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