#verse 007.

[canefought]

@umbredae    /    plotted 

he’s nervous. ozpin’s request was rather out of the blue and the idea of being his messenger does make him a little upset. but the voice in his head insisted that this is the safest way for neither of them to get hurt. oscar can at least agree on that.

there’s a deep inhale to gather all of his courage before oscar knocks on the door to the room that blake is using at the safe house.  “ um, blake? can i, uh, talk? “

[canefought]

"it wasn’t your fault." // HOLD HIM WHILE I GET THE ADOPTION PAPERS

just ori back on her shit    /    accepting.

eyes remain trained at the floor. he should be happy that someone is on his side or, at the very least, still loyal to ozpin. but giyuu’s words only go skin deep and oscar is still left feeling completely guilty for things that happened before his time. that is his inheritance, after all, and it’s up to him to make up for past mistakes. that’s what oscar told himself.

at the very least, oscar doesn’t find himself tense around giyuu. his quiet voice is almost soothing after such a turbulent few days trying to simply get to atlas. it’s that soft quality that allows oscar to find his voice and speak his mind.  “ but someone needs to take responsibility, right? that’s my job as the next ozpin. “

[canefought]

“i can’t breathe, i can’t –”

oh look more angst    /    accepting.

his body moves on his own. oscar doesn’t know much about how to handle panic attacks and yet he has a sense of what to do. it’s like instinct – like oz. gloved hands lay on ruby’s shoulders  ( such contact from someone he adores seems to burn through to his palms )  almost like blinders. he’s close, trying to crowd her version, trying to stop her from seeing the manifestation of the weight she carries on her shoulders and in her heart. he knows what it’s like. oh gods, he knows what it’s like. but only in his dreams can he hope to be as strong as ruby. that’s why he knows she can overcome this.

“ look at me. just look at me, okay? “  he’s paraphrasing ozpin. the joint-soul’s voice used to be a source of comfort and oscar tries to emulate how soft it was. but he can do more than ozpin could. because oscar is here, right in front of her. he can only hope that his presence is enough.  “ yes you can. you can breathe if you just focus. “  he smiles. she can do anything if she just focuses.