Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24296957-20140324180444/@comment-76.127.190.184-20140325193839

Amet eyed the boy as he walked in. It was indeed the one he picked out earlier. ''As I thought. Ozpin, you are, indeed, a predictable person.''  He bowed to the student in front of him. "Hail.  My name is Amet, pleasure to meet your aquaintance."

Amet turned to face the professor. "So, sir, what are our task today? You present yourself to be a predictable man, Professor." Amet said with slight annoyance in his voice. This had not been the first time - Nor would it be the last, he figured.

Ozpin chuckled. "Yes, it would seem I am a predictable person, Amet.  How very observant of you, as usual." Ozpin responded with a smirk on his face. "Now, to the task at hand.  Amet, this is Shiro, team leader of STAR.  Shiro, no doubt you have heard of Amet.  I task him with many missions - I find him dependable.  Don't fret, you're in good hands, Shiro.  He's one of the best around."

Amet was taken aback. No single person had talked highly of him, let alone the Professor himself. He felt honored, shy, and a score of other emotions. A look of pride on his face, Amet bowed to Ozpin, not sure what to say. He remained silent.

"Now, the request from me." the Professor pressed a button under his desk. A compartment opened, Ozpin taking out it's contents. It was an enlongated black box with the Beacon crest engraved on the lid. He withdrew two items, one that was quite familiar to Amet, and closed the box.

It was the Gold Queen. In his other hand, a Black Night - pressumably the piece Shiro picked up. It was then Amet knew what his task was.

Ozpin wanted them to return the pieces to their homes in the forest.

The Professor smiled, softly laughing. "Yes...yes it would seem it was like yesterday, leaders.  It seemed, only as of a short while ago, you picked up these symbols, becoming who you are today.  Amet," Ozpin handed Amet the Queen, "The Gold Queen.  Diverse, strategic, powerful, effective.  This is what made ARAM.

"Shiro, yours," Shiro reached for the piece, "The Black Knight.  Valiant, brave, misunderstood, yet very powerful in the right hands.  This is STAR." Ozpin took out the rest of the pieces. "What I ask of you is no easy tasks, leaders.  But it is neccesary.  I'm entrusting you to place these pieces in their proper homes - and to ensure that the next generation of hunters can live on.  If there is anything, contact me.  You are dissmised, leaders." With that Ozpin sat back down, grabbed his coffee mug, and returned to looking out the window.

Amet spoke to Ozpin. "Sir, there is one thing.  If I am to return to the forest, I'd like to do it the way it is intended." Ozpin spun his chair to face Amet. He nodded, spun back around, and responded. "I shall meet you at the platforms in half an hour."

Content with the answer, Amet walked to the door, motioning for Shiro to follow. "So...shall we?"