The only reason I’m here is because he and Yang thought that it would be good for me to go outside and do something other than fight purse-snatchers. “But how could you possibly know that, Ruby?” He wasn’t trying to use the play to cover up an assassination, he just happens to love theatre like the rest of them. “I overheard him and my sister talking in the woods and learned a few things. Nevertheless, I couldn’t say that to Blake, Yang, or Tyrian. Once he had told me what I wanted to know he wouldn’t be safe from me. If anything, I was the most dangerous thing to Tyrian. My only belief about him at the time was that I could extract information from him. I had no reason to believe that he was a good person. The only thing that Tyrian had done was give me an inkling as to where my mother might be. Or rather the situation asked me to stretch the truth. I never liked lying to Blake, mostly because it seemed like she always knew when I was lying. What happened? Has he done anything, in earnest, to make you change your mind? What’s actually happening here?” Blake asked. I knew how close I would allow her to get and she was still well within that allowance. However, I realized that establishing distance between the two of us that way would only create barriers. For a second I considered pushing her away. Tell me that these are the eyes of a liar.” Her hair swayed a bit in the night’s wind and her eyes tracked me. “You can’t,” I admitted, “Your only option is to trust us, to trust our judgment. “I don’t believe it for a second,” Blake spat, “How do I know that he hasn’t played some kind of trick on you?” “Because your captain, whom you love and trust, is telling you that he is a man of outstanding character,” I patted Tyrian on the shoulder a few times for emphasis, “So, please, calm down and talk with us because there’s a lot to discuss,” Fearing that we had been deceived, or some other like anomaly, she said, “What is he doing here?” She called it Gambol Shroud and I couldn’t help but feel a little bit of excitement every time she drew it from its sheath.īlake looked ferocious. The long black slice of metal stretched for several feet and was bolstered by the thing’s sheath, which only added to the width of the blade.
Her weapon of choice was a pistol with a blade affixed to the slide. Blake raised her weapon when she saw us with Tyrian.
Sure, he may well have been an evil mastermind, but the information that I could extract from him granted Tyrian the title of friend, at least for now.
Trying to completely change her thinking on the matter would be a challenge. I had convinced her that Tyrian was an evil mastermind just a few hours earlier. Before that though, we had to explain the situation to Blake. The main event was coming and we all braced for Tyrian’s announcement. The field seemed so much emptier and it was clear that the party was drawing to a close. That figure included the people I actually cared about like Jaune and Pyrrha. If I had to guess, and I was a champion at guessing, at least half of the attendees had left by the time we returned.
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