Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25151516-20131102191203/@comment-25151516-20131103020844

Holmes found himself walking with Ozpin, Goodwitch following not far from them.

"I can't divulge that information, James. You know I'm not allowed to just give you that information. The police are out of bounds."

"And bounty hunters?" Holmes answered with a question.

"We will find them and escorted them out." Ozpin sipped his coffee.

"This isn't for the police, personally. It's more of a curiosity."

"Oh, really? I saw you while you were here; alone, studying, somehow figuring out everybody's life stories from the wrinkles on the uniform. Shall I go on?"

James saw his point. He never did have a team. He worked alone, isolating himself, confronting other students' wrongdoings, or getting his nose in other people's business.

"I only want to ensure that I'm right."

"About what?"

"Whether or not Julian is like who I think he is."

Ozpin was silent.

"Five minutes."

"Very well. Track his scroll, I know you've already found it."

Holmes took his phone out of his pocket. A singular blue dot represented James' position on the map. A red one was Julian's scroll.

"By the way, how's MacLeod? Getting along?"