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breaking news, modern mercs au bardan is transmasc
Jaune: so who's the target.
Glynda: um local pornstar.
Jaune: pornstar? What is he that bad?
Ruby: whats a pornstar?
Jaune: um.ruby why dont you do an equipment check?
Ruby: okie dokie
sara/amaya and make it extra gay
“Oh, you know,” Sara says. “My last surprise was a pet canary and my dumbass parents put it next to the AC so she died, so you know. I hate surprises.”
The woman raises her eyebrow. “You are... talkative,” she says, not bothering to look up from the gun she’s holding across her lap.
“Were you looking for the quiet one?” Sara says. It’s kind of lowkey crazy sexy, that she’s the one with her gun out and this woman is just sitting totally chill on the edge of her bed, the kind of chill Sara’s always worked at but never really been able to put her finger on. “Because the older Lance is out of town.”
“Either’s fine,” the woman says, tracing her finger along the narrow neck of the gun barrel. “This is nice.”
“Gift,” Sara says.
Her brown eyes flit upwards, regarding Sara with a sort of snobbish level of apathy. “From?”
“Okay,” Sara says, not lowering her arm. “Let’s start this again. Hi, I’m Sara. You’re in my hotel room. What’s your name?”
“It’s really more of a motel than a-” The woman (and she’s been saying woman, but how old is she? Like twenty?) purses her lips. “Hi, Sara. I’m Amaya. I’ve been asked to kill you.”
“Nice to meet you, Amaya” Sara says. “Why’d you change your mind?”
“Who’s the gun from?” Amaya says.
“Like, my girlfriend or whatever,” Sara says. “Why’d you change your mind about killing me, Amaya?”
“You like women,” Amaya says.
“I prefer women,” Sara corrects. “I also like men. That’s two on me. Why aren’t I dead yet?”
“And she’s your girlfriend?” Amaya says.
“Oh, for fuck’s sake,” Sara says, putting her firearm away, walking to the edge of her bed and snatching up her gun. “Not exclusively. So did you spare me because you want to bone me, or were you trying to bone my sister, or like, what’s the deal?”
“I’m looking to defect,” Amaya says, folding her hands in her lap. “And yes. I would’ve preferred your sister.”
“Then why are you so interested in my chest?” Sara asks.
For the first time, Amaya shows just a flicker of something, and ha! Bitch. “Your shirt’s tight.”
“Wow,” Sara says. “I’m sorry, can I just ask, are you like, eighteen or something? You look like a very sexy baby.”
“You find babies sexy?” Amaya says.
“Do you?” Sara accuses.
“You’re the one who just-” Amaya pinches the bridge of her nose. “Please call Laurel Lance.”
“Strip,” Sara replies.
Amaya’s eyes widen. “Excuse me?”
“This could be some long con,” Sara says. “Put all your weapons on the bed, take off all your clothes, and put on one of the towels in the bathroom, and keep your hands where I can see them. Then I’ll call my sister.”
“There are other ways to see me naked,” Amaya says.
“I’m aware,” Sara tells her. “And I sure will enjoy that when we get there, but for now- Strip. Chop chop. Also. Pizza?”
“I’m not hungry,” Amaya says.
“Okay, whatever,” Sara says. “But you should tell me now because I’m ordering by the slice, and I’m not sharing.”
Amaya considers it, bending down to unlace her boot. “Like, one slice. With olives.”
“Ew,” Sara says.
“Ew you,” Amaya replies, wedging her shoe off her foot. “Are you always this antagonizing?”
“Yes,” Sara says. “God. I bet you probably secretly like anchovies.”
“Maybe I do!” Amaya says. “You’re the only hit woman in the world who stays at a Super 8.”
“There’s nothing wrong with being budget savvy!” Sara says. “Okay, you know what? Shut up and take off your clothes so I can order pizza. Fuck.”
“And call your sister,” Amaya says.
“Are you still on that?” Sara replies.
Jaune: you nervous?
Ruby: yeah. Kinda its my first merc mission
Jaune: dont worry you'll be fine
Ruby: you think so?
Jaune: i know so. Now whats rule number 1?
Ruby: no witnesses.
Jaune: thats right.
Roles.
Mercs
Jaune
Yang
Ruby (trainee)
Qrow (retired)
Glynda (instructor)
Mercury
Emerald
Nora valyrie
Pyrrha (kia)
Tai (retired)
Raven (retired)
Sun
Assassins
Weiss
Blake
Neptune
Ren
Ozpin (instructor)
Cinder
Tyrian
Adam
Neo
Merc jaune gear
1 bullet proof vest
2 military combat shield
3 military grade long sword
4 desert eagle
5 set of throwing knives
6 mr assult rifle
Wait, how did Merc Nora and Assassin Ren get together? Provided they are that is, or does Nora pursue Ren with a passion?
Renora is still canon in my au. I just kinda gave em like sorta forbidden romance type situation
Hey man, are u gonna write more about your mercs and assassins au? I reaally enjoyed reading those
Maybe..