👄 + Pyrrha Nikos
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“Miss Nikos.”
Oz sinks further back into his chair, myriad of conflicting emotions running through his mind and across his face. In the end it seems it settles on a sad reluctant sort of acceptance. Bitterness stains his smile.
“She’s a stunning individual. Truly one of the kindest, gentlest souls I’ve met. Pyrrha pursues what is kind, what is right, what is good with a reckless abandon that I haven’t seen... in ages. It’s inspiring. It’s worrying. I know too well what that kind of attitude can lead to.”
Fingers start rubbing his eyes.
“And I encouraged it. Fanned the flames. Saw myself in her and.. took advantage knowing she would jump at any attempt to preserve humanity and those she loved, even at great personal cost. I was desperate, the time was desperate, but that’s no excuse. It’s one of the things I regret most. It cost her her life, snuffed out what could’ve been one of the greatest forces of good in this century, and worst of all took her future away from her.”
His hand falls listlessly away from his face. Ozpin heaves a heavy sigh.
“I want her to be happy here, at least. I know she must wrestle with demons, not just borne from her fate but also before that. The loneliness she’s endured, the pedestal people placed her upon. How she seems to apologize for the wind blowing the wrong way. There’s so much. i want to help her, but I don’t know if I deserve to, if I should, of if because of my position if it’d even help.”
“She deserves the truth. I aim on telling her everything, my lies, the reality of our world. Anything I can answer her really. I’ll accept her judgement, whatever it could be- Well, aside from easy forgiveness.”“I want her to know that she deserves so much more- and that she can achieve it and make those who care about her happiest by simply caring for herself. I just don’t know if she can learn that from a hypocrite such as myself.”
