A merchant ship docks in the Arrendalle port. The ports were full of merchants…and people seeking the creatures rumored to recently inhabit the mountains. Many have gone missing.
One of the passengers exits the ship wearing a simple traveler’s garb and inly a calvary saber on his side. His bag seems to be the heaviest part about him. If one were to go through it, they’d find weapons and armor that makes Arrendale’s seem cheap.
He enters the city, lighting a cigarette.
Blake nodded and watched he left. A guard had brought his horse to him. He looked at Crispin in fear but awe as well.
Elsa could feel the metal of her cuffs begin to freeze. She watched carefully in hopes she’d have enough time to break them and run.
Crispin is at the summit of the mountain and leaves the horse. He heads down on his own, climbing down usibgva goat path that gives a better sniping position.
Elsa hears a Creek of the medal beginning to give way. She concentrates even more focus into it.
Yelling erupts from outside, a splatter of dark against the tent side. The man on the ground…is evidentskly missing part of his chest.
Crispin does the bolt, firing again. The round enters the stomach of a running Faunus. He drops and rolls to a stop six feet from a gun emplacement. Crispin reloacates positions.
Elsa freed one of her hands. Metal clinking onto the ground. She moved her free hand to the other shackle to pick up the pace. Causing it too to shatter. She stood up and pinned a Faunus to a wall with ice shards scaring him more then hurting him. She put her hands out in defense ready to attack at a moments notice.
A Faunus flies by Elsa, Crispin grabbing Elsa and starting to walk out. He intentionally takes her away from where he gored his way in. “Try not to be too mad at me. I had to impose martial law.”
Elsa felt him grab her. She looked at him, “You did what?!” She asked. “I’m not mad but when did you get back?! And I saw the tape. I just hope those you killed deserved it” She said as he rushed them both out.
Suddenly she hunched over and leaned against the wall. “C-crispin….” she murmured and put her hand to her baby bump.
Crispin looked around. “Shit. We’re gonna have to get back. Hope you like flying.” He heads into a VTOL craft and straps Elsa in and then himself as he takes off. He calls Weiss. “Pick up.”
Elsa could hardly walk upright. She suddenly watched as Crispin carries her in and she looks up, “I’ve never been flying” she said to him in with deep long breathes as often as she could.
Weiss picked up, “What’s up crispin? Did you ge the Queen back?” She asked him.
Crispin is fighting both gravity and the wind blowing the craft downward. “WE’RE COMING OVER THE MOUNTAIN IN A FANG VTOL!” A wing gets sheered off as they crest the summit. “I LOST ENGINE ONE AND THE WING! GOING DOWN! GO-“ the transmission becomes static.
Weiss looked at Blake and Yang and Ruby, “CRISPIN IS COMING IN HOT! Ladies we have to go. NOW!” She said and rushed outside.
Elsa holds onto the straps, “CRISPIN THIS…..AGGH…ISNT HELPING” she yelled she was still feeling pain. “Something isn’t right” she said to him as they were thrashing around.
The other wing gets sheered off and they slide down the mountain. “The doctor’s waiting!”
RWBY was at thr bottom of the mountain.
Elsa groaned. Closing her eyes shut as they leveled out as they slid down the side of the mountain. “Crispin…..this is the worst first flight EVER~!” She yelled. Somewhat channeling her pain as she yelled.
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