video; un: harbinger

[bolstafir]

[The scruffy, middle-aged man that appears on the screen looks a bit uncomfortable. Videochat is certainly not his preferred mode of communication on these devices, but he does figure it would be helpful to see his face for what he's posting on the network to say, so.]

Uh...hey. I'm Qrow. If you don't know me from Deerington, I'm a Huntsman. Which--mostly means I've fought a lot of monsters and sh--[hm. children.]...crap like that.

So anyway, it's halfway through October, and the streets aren't overflowing with blood and corpses, and far as I know nobody's gotten eaten by monsters or lost their mind and gone on a murdering rampage. But that probably just means the town's waiting for us to let our guard down.

[Or maybe that's just paranoia. But Qrow would rather err on the side of paranoia rather than complacence, considering his last October.]

Point is, now seems like as good a time as any to learn to defend yourself if you don't already know how to fight. I uh, I used to teach teenagers in a combat school, a few years ago? So I've got some experience.

...Don't expect a lot, I quit for a reason--[that reason being, honestly, Ruby getting admitted to Beacon a full two years early, but shhh]--but you can get the basics down.

So yeah. Let me know.

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[bolstafir]

[City...animals.....Qrow is this close, this close to asking if bears don't typically live in forests, but then, well. The kind of bears he's familiar with also don't walk, or talk, or have opposable thumbs. Why not have a world where bears live in cities like regular-ass people. It makes as much sense as anything else.]

....Right then. Okay. Did you have a preference on hand-to-hand or weapons training?

[Brothers, every time he thinks he's seen it all, something new slaps him right in the face.]

[sideeffect]

[ he's quiet for a moment. riz dislikes appearing this indecisive. animals took self-defense classes to defend themselves from his species; he's never had much reason to ponder something like this. ]

The only weapons I have are claws and fangs. [...]

So... the first one. What would you accept as payment..?

[bolstafir]

[Ah, geez. Qrow looks uncomfortable for a moment.]

...No payment. Everyone ought to know how to defend themselves.

[This is so INTENSELY awkward;;;]

Though I definitely can't teach you anything about using fangs. My teeth hurt just thinking about it.

[sideeffect]

Hahaha. On the off chance I do gotta use 'em, I'm sure that I'll know what to do on instinct.

[ not much more to do after have sunk fangs in... ]

But... that sounds good. Thanks for doing all this.

[bolstafir]

Don't mention it.

[Sorry he is lowkey (highkey) allergic to compliments. He is just doing a practical thing that needs to be done, it's fine. He's kind of bored, anyway, given that he hasn't bothered to get a job. So,,]

Just lemme know when you want to start or whatever.

[aaaand ping pong Rhys gets private messaged an address in Gaze!]

[sideeffect]

... Sure.

[ that's - easily enough done, for a few reasons. ]

Would dropping by tomorrow afternoon be too soon?

[bolstafir]

No, that's fine. See you then.