Post by Professor Jay on Mar 20, 2019 22:41:17 GMT -5
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Jay sighed.
Was this really his place to intervene? Well, he was a teacher and this was a student under his care. He looked out the window, the setting sun made waves of red and orange in the late winter sky. He was reminded of another sunset on another day so long ago.
“Yancy! Are you alright?”
“B-Bleu? It’s nothing… just, leave it alone.”
“You think we’re just gonna let these nobodies badmouth and get away with it?”
“You’re our teammate Yancy. Someone hurts you, they hurt us all. You’re a Faunus, but always remember, you’re our friend.”
He recalled the three of them quite successfully showing that group of bullies a lesson they’d never forget. And he had learned a great lesson of his own. Natalya had been furious at finding out that a group of students had been harassing their teammate, and it had been Yancy nonetheless. Yancy Canarie. A bird Faunus, originally from the Menagerie. She had feathers that decorated dotted her arms and back, colored yellow like a Canary. She had been shy, but it was her dream to be a huntress. She worked hard. She had done everything right. And yet, there still had been those who thought her Faunus heritage and appearance were still something to be ostracized over. Jay remembered that he initially wanted to do little about it, thinking that if there was anything they should do, it was to just talk to some professors about it.
But Robin… She had to do something. They hadn’t even been a team for that long, yet she already cared that much. If they were going to do anything, it was to take care of it themselves as a team.
Jay sighed again. They weren’t a team anymore. He was the only one left. Yancy. Natalya. Robin. They were all gone. Rolling his shoulder, a free hand reached for a pain that wasn’t supposed to be there. Another sunset. Another day. He was here, at Haven. He could make a difference in a young person’s life. Isn’t that what he wanted? Some kind of redemption after….
“Tch…”
They were gone. He needed to stop thinking about it.
He went back to looking at his desk, his fingers scrolled through the file once again. Argent Steele. A snake Faunus from a rural part of Mistral. His story was something of a complicated one. But in the end, he had gotten into Haven thanks to a letter of recommendation from Shin Kurinji… a huntsman, and another Faunus himself. During his time as a huntsman, Jay had heard of the man’s accomplishments. They were nothing short of impressive, for the young man to have that professional as his idol, it was at least one good influence in his life. Did Jay really have a right to be another?
Even if he was doubting himself, he couldn’t let it show. This was his student, he was the teacher, the mentor figure. He had decided to do this because he was worried that a young man was headed down a wrong path… but more importantly, a lonely one. His tipped his fedora to no one, putting on a smile on his face. Argent was going to be there soon. He had called him in under the pretense of a student-teacher progress meeting, he supposed it wasn’t really a lie.
Was this really his place to intervene? Well, he was a teacher and this was a student under his care. He looked out the window, the setting sun made waves of red and orange in the late winter sky. He was reminded of another sunset on another day so long ago.
“Yancy! Are you alright?”
“B-Bleu? It’s nothing… just, leave it alone.”
“You think we’re just gonna let these nobodies badmouth and get away with it?”
“You’re our teammate Yancy. Someone hurts you, they hurt us all. You’re a Faunus, but always remember, you’re our friend.”
He recalled the three of them quite successfully showing that group of bullies a lesson they’d never forget. And he had learned a great lesson of his own. Natalya had been furious at finding out that a group of students had been harassing their teammate, and it had been Yancy nonetheless. Yancy Canarie. A bird Faunus, originally from the Menagerie. She had feathers that decorated dotted her arms and back, colored yellow like a Canary. She had been shy, but it was her dream to be a huntress. She worked hard. She had done everything right. And yet, there still had been those who thought her Faunus heritage and appearance were still something to be ostracized over. Jay remembered that he initially wanted to do little about it, thinking that if there was anything they should do, it was to just talk to some professors about it.
But Robin… She had to do something. They hadn’t even been a team for that long, yet she already cared that much. If they were going to do anything, it was to take care of it themselves as a team.
Jay sighed again. They weren’t a team anymore. He was the only one left. Yancy. Natalya. Robin. They were all gone. Rolling his shoulder, a free hand reached for a pain that wasn’t supposed to be there. Another sunset. Another day. He was here, at Haven. He could make a difference in a young person’s life. Isn’t that what he wanted? Some kind of redemption after….
“Tch…”
They were gone. He needed to stop thinking about it.
He went back to looking at his desk, his fingers scrolled through the file once again. Argent Steele. A snake Faunus from a rural part of Mistral. His story was something of a complicated one. But in the end, he had gotten into Haven thanks to a letter of recommendation from Shin Kurinji… a huntsman, and another Faunus himself. During his time as a huntsman, Jay had heard of the man’s accomplishments. They were nothing short of impressive, for the young man to have that professional as his idol, it was at least one good influence in his life. Did Jay really have a right to be another?
Even if he was doubting himself, he couldn’t let it show. This was his student, he was the teacher, the mentor figure. He had decided to do this because he was worried that a young man was headed down a wrong path… but more importantly, a lonely one. His tipped his fedora to no one, putting on a smile on his face. Argent was going to be there soon. He had called him in under the pretense of a student-teacher progress meeting, he supposed it wasn’t really a lie.
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