.....Someone might have to splurge on a subplot...
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Well Sapphire's not exactly the most open or honest person.
They're perfect for each other! Except probably not really. Oswald wouldn't mind if she kept her cards close to her chest, but he'd also advise her to confide in someone- even if it wasn't him.
Oswald's a conditionally open book, but he doesn't actively talk about his past. If someone asks, he'll tell, but otherwise he'll stay quiet about it.
I won't deny that Sapphire might cheat on him depending on how there relationship is going but NEVER in a million years with Shiro.
Well....that's one consolation.
But I must admit, Oswald would probably be a shitty boyfriend. Loyal to a fault, but devoted to the cause above all else. Would probably take a lot of time to realize how a romantic relationship would actually work.
Hmpph. Not sure how Oswald would react if that actually happened to him, to be perfectly frank...
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Ask away.
How's my wife? Cuz I heard you've....done some things. Things I'd not approve of...
Shiirrrooooooo, Ozzy's got some questions for yooooouuuuuuuu....
“Really, thy tongue ist as cruel as thy infidelity to thine noble husband.”
WOW, R00D!
Oswald Connolly- Escort Mission
Grunting as he realized that the Faunus workers were speaking a language that he didn't recognize, Oswald watched the entrance to the mine, sighing in relief as a woman came out. When he got a better look at her, however, he nearly crushed the palm of his gauntlet, he was squeezing his hands so hard. Hearing the guardsman speak didn't help, either, and it was in the moment that he saw one of the guards aiming at the unarmed, mutilated, sobbing woman that he snapped.
"You're right. A show of force won't work. So I'm going to try something different."
First, he reached to his belt and detached his sword's scabbard, the weapon and its sheathe falling to the ground. Next, he undid his gauntlets, dropping the armor as well. After that, he lowered his shield to the ground and started unlacing his brigandine. After his weapons and armor were removed, Oswald took his cloak from his back and folded it over his arm, taking slow steps forward before turning back to face some of the guards.
"Do not, under any circumstance, fire on these people. Marcus, as team leader, I will defer to you, but I do not think these people are a threat. I'm going to talk to them, and I'm going to fix this." It was obvious in his voice, his lifeless eyes, and his posture that he was both one hundred percent serious, and one hundred percent confident that he could, and would, keep that promise.
Taking a deep breath, Oswald stepped forward, holding his arms out widely. Now, he was only wearing a white collared shirt, his pants, the greaves covering his legs, and a pair of boots. As he neared the two Faunus, he carefully took the note and sat down before reading it.
So Diamond was right. That bastard set us up. More blood to shed...at least it will be the right blood this time.
Lowering his head so that the pair could only see the top of his skull, Oswald spoke, slowly and loudly. "I'm sorry for what we've done to you. Had I known what was going on, I'd have put a stop to it much sooner. But I need to know something." Frowning as he raised his head, Oswald looked the man in the eyes. "What happened here? Is there anybody who can speak our language?"
Grunting as he realized that the Faunus workers were speaking a language that he didn't recognize, Oswald watched the entrance to the mine, sighing in relief as a woman came out. When he got a better look at her, however, he nearly crushed the palm of his gauntlet, he was squeezing his hands so hard. Hearing the guardsman speak didn't help, either, and it was in the moment that he saw one of the guards aiming at the unarmed, mutilated, sobbing woman that he snapped.
"You're right. A show of force won't work. So I'm going to try something different."
First, he reached to his belt and detached his sword's scabbard, the weapon and its sheathe falling to the ground. Next, he undid his gauntlets, dropping the armor as well. After that, he lowered his shield to the ground and started unlacing his brigandine. After his weapons and armor were removed, Oswald took his cloak from his back and folded it over his arm, taking slow steps forward before turning back to face some of the guards.
"Do not, under any circumstance, fire on these people. Marcus, as team leader, I will defer to you, but I do not think these people are a threat. I'm going to talk to them, and I'm going to fix this." It was obvious in his voice, his lifeless eyes, and his posture that he was both one hundred percent serious, and one hundred percent confident that he could, and would, keep that promise.
Taking a deep breath, Oswald stepped forward, holding his arms out widely. Now, he was only wearing a white collared shirt, his pants, the greaves covering his legs, and a pair of boots. As he neared the two Faunus, he carefully took the note and sat down before reading it.
So Diamond was right. That bastard set us up. More blood to shed...at least it will be the right blood this time.
Lowering his head so that the pair could only see the top of his skull, Oswald spoke, slowly and loudly. "I'm sorry for what we've done to you. Had I known what was going on, I'd have put a stop to it much sooner. But I need to know something." Frowning as he raised his head, Oswald looked the man in the eyes. "What happened here? Is there anybody who can speak our language?"
Pretty sure I'm gonna die tonight. The sky's yellow all over New York.
Gentlemen (and ladies), it has been a privilege playing with you these past few months.
Gentlemen (and ladies), it has been a privilege playing with you these past few months.
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