Qrow Branwen X Reader

Cordially Invited

Weiss is holding an invitation to a banquet hall at the Schnee Manor, "Only my father would turn a hostile takeover into a fluffy PR move."

In their dorm room at Atlas Academy, Weiss is sitting in a circle with Ruby, Oscar, Yang, and Blake. She, Ruby and Oscar are sitting in chairs, and Blake and Yang are sitting on Weiss’ bed, "On the news, he said he just wanted to break bread and hash things out. Maybe it won’t be so bad? We do want the General to start opening up to these people, right?"
"Yeah, but on his terms. Ironwood’s going to be locked in a room at his rival’s own dinner party. I know Jacques says he’s happy to moderate, but all that really means is he’ll be the one controlling the conversation."

"Not hard to imagine how that’s gonna play out."
"I still can’t believe he won. Robyn was supposed to be the people’s champion, wasn’t she? There’s just too many coincidences."
"You really think your dad might have something to do with Salem?"
"I think my father would do whatever it takes to win."
"And we should do the same."
"Meaning...?"

"Well, no one knows your dad better than you, and out of everyone going tonight, I’d say you’re the only one who could snoop around the house and not be questioned. If Jacques Schnee is up to something, I think we should know what it is." Weiss thinks about it for a moment, then gains a somewhat determined look.

An Atlas Broadcast News airship hovers in the night sky above the Schnee Manor. Four hover cars drive along the driveway loop and come to a stop in front of the manor. While Ruby, Weiss, and Yang get out of their car, Jaune and Oscar stand nearby, having already exited their car. The Ace Operatives exit another of the cars, and Ironwood steps out of the fourth car with you, Qrow, and Winter. Penny gets out of the other side of Ironwood’s car.

"Suppose we should smile for the cameras?"
"Just smile and wave, boys. Just smile and wave." Ironwood smiles in amusement from your response, as everyone heads to the front door of the manor. Weiss stops and takes a deep breath before following them. Everyone gathers at the door, and Ironwood rings the bell.

The double doors open to reveal Whitley, "Good evening, everyone."
"Where’s Klein?"

Whitley responds with a sarcastic smile and somewhat dramatic poses, "What an interesting way to say “Hello, dear brother, how have you been?”" He crosses his arms and continues to address Weiss with a frown, "I’m afraid you won’t find him here. He was let go. I can’t imagine why."

Whitley smirks, and upon realizing what he meant, Weiss gasps and looks guilty, "General, exactly how large do you think our dining room table is?"

"I happen to know it’s enormous. But most of my guests will be on standby in case the council requests additional eyewitnesses. Until then, I’m sure they’ll be happily celebrating your father’s victory."

Whitley forces a sarcastic grin with a smug chuckle, then rolls his eyes as he turns to lead them into the foyer. Scattered around the room are small groups of formally dressed guests. You were the last to enter the building, Whitley stares at you with almost a sadden look, "Ms. (Y/n)."

"Hello, Whitley. Look how tall you've gotten."
"I heard from my father that you were back, but..." You placed a hand on his shoulder, "Have you've been taking care of yourself? I'm sorry that you were alone." Whitley steps away from you after clearing his throat, then walks in front of Ironwood’s group and points to his right, "For those of you joining us in the dining room, please follow me."

He walks in the direction he pointed, crossing his arms behind his back. Ironwood, Winter, Penny, You, and Clover follow. Clover glances back at the others, "Wish us luck. Let's go, Lieutenant."
"I mean, they already invited you, didn’t they?"
"Take care, hun." You wave at Qrow. Clover responds with a slight chuckle. A Faunus waiter approaches Qrow and offers him a tray of wine glasses with his rabbit ears folded back, "Care for a drink, sir?"