*What a beautiful display of teamwork. I don't have enough time to use my breathing technique, my body is stuck blocking their bullets. The only thing left is... that.* All of that thinking was made inside his head in mere nanoseconds. "
For the first time since coming into this world, he activated his Acceleration Trigger.
A combat system developed by Baran and improved upon by Keith Pennywort.
By fulfilling a specific condition during battle, the power of a God Eater's Oracle Cells is released. This has been called an 'Oracle Cell subjective stimulation system'.
Suther holds a dangerous version of it. A forced Acceleration trigger that could damage his body because it does not hold a proper condition, only a command. The Trigger escalates his perception of time, senses, and motions to a point where everything around him appears to slow down. He dubbed it as
His perception of time decelerates. The warm expression he braced grew cold and gray. Veins emerged from his chest and reached his neck. The Aragami heart that beats silently started to reverberate. Everything was his to control. Suther sheathes his weapon to his back.
He grabs Weiss frozen in mid-air and carries her along like a newlywed bride, and treads to the side. Suther then walks to the back of the group with the snow-clad girl in his arms.
Once at the back, he said. "
They didn't stop shooting at nothing until they heard Weiss's voice complaining to the person she hated on the first day. "Put me down you savage!" She exclaimed while trying to hit his face. Contrary to her icy aspect, Weiss's emotions are fiery.
"Alright, alright! calm down." Suther requested. He then carefully let her out his arms. After that, he looks at the group that is still assuming a combat stance. With a proud voice, he said.
"Congratulations, you all passed the test." following after, he throws at them, the relics he held during the fight. The group erupted with glee, high-fiving each other's arms as well as hugging each other.
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It's the rewarding ceremony for all of the teams that successfully brought the relics. Ozpin begins the assignment of teams. While the Headmaster applauded their achievements, two people were chatting. Suther was now wearing dark trousers with suspenders, black shoes, and a white, long sleeve polo to finish the look.
He watched the event unfold from the very back of the stadium accompanied by Glynda.
"So, how well did they fare?" Glynda asks.
He said to her, "They are more than what I expected. Yang is a natural with hand to hand combat, Blake and Ren are experts at finding opportunity, Nora is too wild to have a proper fight with, Pyrrha is cautious and composed, Weiss is very in touch with her emotions, Ruby is intimidating to battle, and especially Jaune." Suther told. "He may not have a Semblance yet, but he has something better."
She questions. "That being?"
"Cunningness. He led the group to winning against me, the rest followed their roles exceptionally. Someone like that is bound to die early." Suther concluded.
Glynda then said "You're more of a teacher than I thought. At first, I assumed that you were a moody mercenary, but look at you now. Mr. Rising star." She mused to him
"Oh please. Don't make me fall in love." He told seductively to Glynda. A slight blush popped out of her face.
"That was not my intention." She mentions.
Jaune, Pyrrha, Ren, and Nora enter the stage whilst the Headmaster announces their triumph.
"Jaune Arc, Lie Ren, Pyrrha Nikos, Nora Valkyrie. The four of you retrieved the white rook pieces. From this day forward, you will work together as team JNPR." He announced. Nora proceeded to hug Ren out of Joy. He then added. "Led by Jaune Arc."
"Huh?" Jaune uttered to which Pyrrha celebrated by punching his shoulder. The four then marched down the stairs and made way for the next group. Ozpin then pronounced.
"And finally, Blake Belladonna, Ruby Rose, Weiss Schnee, and Yang Xiao Long." All that were called, stepped onto the stage.
"The four of you retrieved the white knight pieces. On this day forward, you'll work together as team RWBY. Led by Ruby Rose." Yang then imitated Nora's response to the occasion. The test concluded with a bang to Ozpin's amusement
"Looks like things are shaping up to be an interesting year. Right, Suther?" he mused.
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The dead of night.
A perfect time for misdeeds to take place and coffee shops thrive.
In an unknown storage room, where the moonlight shone through the window, you could see a man with slanted, dark-green eyes and bright, long, orange hair, with long bangs covering his right eye. Black eyeliner traced his visible left eye. That said person was talking to the phone with visible irritation. He is the man that was on the news the other day.
His name is Roman Torchwick.
The call he received ended. He sighs as a sign of exhaustion. From his pocket, he pulls out a cigar and lighter. He burns the tips of the cigar and smokes away the stress.
A person in uniform entered with a trolley containing stacks of cases.
Roman then gave the person five cards to his dealer. The person receives it with no questions asked. He then said to him, "Open it."
The case was opened by his orders. Inside it reveals a collection of Dust crystals. Dissatisfaction was written all over his face. He reflected to himself. "We're gonna need more men."
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Another bright day dawned and Suther was in his room, showering while singing a song not of this world while his God arc rhythmically vibrated to his tune.
"~Tonight the music seems so loud, I wish that we could lose this crowd. Maybe it's better this way. We'd hurt each other with the things we'd wanna say!~" The passion in his voice grew as he continued. "~We could have been so good together, we could have lived this dance forever. But now, who's gonna dance with me!?~"
He rinses his white hair, dries himself with a towel, and leaves the shower room. Once out, Suther hums the rest of the song and wears his Academy issued professor uniform. The clothing consists of a long-sleeve white turtleneck, black cardigan, black trousers, and black monk strap shoes.
Afterwards, Suther left his room, turned around, and saw the last thing he expected on an early day. The one and only Weiss Schnee, glaring at him with daggers. He could tell that she's here for something that he did with no knowledge of doing. What's strange about her appearance here is the fact that she's in the Teacher's dormitory, which is within distance to the Academy. He's a little nervous about this confrontation. Based on her demeanor that she is displaying upon him, the gravity of his wrongdoing has to be tantamount.
"Greetings, Why are you at the Teacher's dorm? Is there anything I did to warrant this kind of behavior?" Suther asks.
Weiss sighs, her sharp approach waned for him to see a calm and serious manner. She asks him bluntly. "Will you marry me?"
Right from the get go, by the morning sun, and from the words of the unlikely. He was stunned beyond comparison. Suther implored her to say it again. "I must be daydreaming, could you repeat that again?"
She said in a bratty tone. "Don't make me say it again. Marry Me!" Weiss repeated.
Critical Hit! Never in his life was he asked out or even proposed to him forthrightly and on the spot. He has to evade this responsibility considering that he has better things to attend to. Still, he opposed it. Suther questions her. "For what reason would that be? I don't see you benefitting from having this affair with me."
"You don't remember, Professor? When you dashed through the forest and inexplicably um..." She paused for a bit, an indication of uneasiness was painted on her face. "Lifted my skirt up." Weiss shared with him shyly.
It was then he realized the weight of his actions to which the God Eater was not aware of.
He put forward another question. This time, the tone he spoke with became grave. Almost like disappointment.
"With an excuse as flimsy as that, do you think that someone like me would easily agree to your request?"
Weiss tells with a resolute tonality. "It's to restore my honor as a member and heiress of the Schnee Dust Company, I must restore my honor to prove that I'm worthy of the position. To sully the Schnee name is the last thing that I want to do. With that said, you're also worthy of being my husband. Powerful, good looks, and warm personality, you are the perfect candidate."
*Don't make me feel bad. I am, after all the cause of her endeavor. Though unintentional, I did not want this to happen to her. Looks like I have too much pent up energy. Gotta have to fix this, but how?* He scratches the back of his head, thinking of a solution to the problem. Something clicked in his mind, an answer formed.
"Weiss, You are ultimately underage, therefore I cannot realize your request." she frowned, her head faced the wooden floor until he said this. "Maybe when you're older, I may be able to fulfill it." He proceeded to pat her head gently.
The frown turned into a smiling hope. Weiss is more than satisfied with his answer.
"Are you pleased with my answer, Lady Schnee?" Suther queries to the heiress.
She bows and runs back to the main building of the academy with no words said. He smiles at her fleeing figure as if he is a proud father seeing her daughter leave him for school.