Ch 7 Foundry

Jackson's POV


Ignoring what Uncle Laffe said, I walk into the foundry with the others. Ruby's eyes light up upon seeing Perilous Journey.


"Woah! It's a Naginata!"


"What's that?" Yang asks while walking over to the weapon


"It's also a Kriegmesser Sword." I say as I detach the sheath from the sword, forming the sword



"I made it Incase of emergencies." I state while setting it down. "I just got off work so what'd you guys wanna do?"


"We could go to get lunch?" Blake says


"Alright, let me get changed." I state before opening it the door for them to leave.


They exit the foundry, as I grab a towel and wipe the sweat of me. After that I take the black under shirt and slide it on with Dad's Chest Plate.


Grabbing the tailcoat a putting it on while sliding Perilous into its new sheath holster. Holding a comb I pull the top bits of my hair into a slicked back style, resting a pair of red aviators on my forehead.


Walking out of the foundry with a grin, I see the girls waiting while talking to Aureolin, who was a mercenary that hung out here.


He stood at 5,8 with dark purple hair and lime green eyes. His nose had a visible dent in it while his cheek held a scar.


His clothes consisted of purple shorts, pink polo shirt, and green shoes. He was a wildcard in fighting style.


"And I was like, now that's a katana!" He states before bursting into laughter.


The others seemed to get it and laughed, while Ruby was confused. If it's anything like the Aureolin I knew, it was a dick joke.


"That sounds, embearassing!" Yang states before her and Aureolin almost die of laughter.


It's the bear story, one that I prefer to leave in complete shock.


"Well I gotta go. See you Beacon Chumps around" Aure says as he walks out with a wave.


"I see you guys met Aureolin." I say as they turn back to me.


"Yea... I didn't understand his joke though." Ruby says


I grin before turning towards the door "I know you didn't. Let's go"


I know it's a bit of a shorter one, but I needed to get one out today.

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