A suspicious object lands in the forest. Team RWBY is sent to investigate. Their discovery could quite possibly change not only their lives but the course of Remnant
Terminator armor. Like this but the silver is gold.
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YN's battleplate is like this but the central cloth isn't there.
YN: Scribe, have someone put some WD40 on those hinges, they are loud enough to wake the dead.
Scribe: Yes your majesty, it will be done.
The scribe then runs off, presumably to find some WD40. YN then turns to Gangele.
YN: So you are Gangele, your reputation speaks for itself. In six years of service you have received twelve commendations, the maximum number you could receive for your time in the service. (picks up a bottle) Would you care for some brandy?
Gangele: Yes please your majesty.
They then sit down and have a glass each while YN informed Gangele of the details of his new job.
Gangele: So I have to go to space?
YN: Yeah, is that a problem?
Gangele: You see your majesty, I get space sick. Just by being in space my knees hurt and my stomach aches and I get nausea.
YN: We could send you to be on the ground, although there is a higher chance of being injured or killed.
Gangele: I would still rather be on the ground sir.
YN: Very well, you will be sent with the rest of the staff in the second wave. You may want to get some practice with that pistol of yours.
Gangele: Y y you mean I might have to kill somebody?
YN: Don't worry Gangele, killing someone is just like drinking scotch. At first it hurts, you might even think that you will never do it again but it gets easier.
Gangele: I'll try your majesty, although I can't promise that I'll be any good at it.
YN: That's the spirit!
Gangele: If you wouldn't mind your majesty, can I make one request?
YN: Before I say yes, tell me what it is.
Gangele: My son, he's ten years old and he would really like to meet you.
YN: Alright, tell your driver to bring him here right away.
Gangele: Thank you your majesty.
Nathan gets into the car and drives back to Gangele's house to pick up Hans. When they return to the Imperial palace Hans is shocked, he has never seen a space marine in real life before. They open the double doors leading to the hall. Hans walks inside and the same scribe that greeted Gangele greeted Hans as well.
Scribe: Follow me, the Emperor beckons.
Hans then follows the scribe who keeps muttering the same series of numbers to himself, over and over again.
