Schwarz felt like her mind was going to shatter. [i]SERIOUSLY? You decide this n a complete coincidence?![/i] she mentally yelled at Ozpin, giving him a deathly glare. From the Headmaster's expression, it seemed like he knew exactly what she was thinking. And he found it amusing, only making Schwarz's blood boil a bit more. Who the heck even WERE the two other guys? They were unseen in that fight they just now had. Schwarz vaguely remembered her leader from the day they arrived, but given how easily intimidated he was by Francesca's tone... Still, it wasn't like she wanted to be 'it'. Well, the dice were rolled. Nothing she could do but quit the school, and that wasn't happening.

[i]Speaking of [u]her[/u]...[/i] Schwarz thought, her back feeling way too light without Swansong there. Of course she lent her the weapon out of goodwill - it wasn't like she had any energy to fight left herself back there - but maybe she could cash in that favor. The initiation made her realize that using only fire dust won't do. Even if just as a backup or to add a bit of spice into her fire, she needed to be able to carry the other dust types as well. And it just wasn't her way to carry cartridges. Furthermore, she was frankly quite disturbed to how many different moves she had to resort. Every time she used an attack she didn't practice well, she had to use a focus phrase. And looking aside form how silly it must have looked, it would also broadcast her tactic to anyone who fought her more than once. She needed something less obvious, and Francesca actually inspired her current idea. There were two catches though: She didn't have the skill to forge what she envisioned and not enough cash to do so. However, there was one student who seemed to get passionate with weapons and technically owed her a favor. Schwarz smirked at the idea, forgetting where she was as she schemed loong enough for someone to give her a bump when it was time to leave the stage.