;; Champion Commentary – Page 10

“Thank goodness.”

That was all she could truly say. She breathed a sigh of relief before heading straight back to her dorm. She had an assignment to complete and not a lot of time to do it in.

“I don’t have time for useless provocation when there’s a life on the line.”

Rebecca muttered to herself, snapping her phone shut and shoving it into her pocket. Honestly. Detective Fuckbucket came up with better shit than this blogger.

“Shit, this ain’t the time for that!”

Ugh, she was easily delighted sometimes. Off she went back to the lounge in any case.

Wait a minute… Jin had called her a woman? Right off the bat? No second guessing with her appearance?

For some odd reason, that made her more happy than she initially thought. Maybe it was a remnant of her pre-college years.

Rebecca looked at the post on her phone in absolute disgust. Did this person have nothing better to do with their life?! Absently she noted Jin fast-walking down the hallway, but didn’t stop him. What he did was his own business, none of her own.

She couldn’t help but worry about this ‘Narukami’ kid though. And wonder why his name sounded familiar. She went straight back to her own dorm though to let her roommates know about the post if they didn’t already. If they did, she’d confer with Togami on what to do next. He was one of the few actual intelligent ones.

“I don’t even know what to say to all this. As a senior though, I have no opinion. So I’m taking Togami back to his dorm so he can rest and no one is going to stop me.”

Rebecca seemed to be in a good mood today.

“Rain makes me tired as shit and it’s been raining on and off the past few days. Blegh.”

“I think the best thing ever is insulting the potato sack in French and she thinks I’m complimenting her because it sounds nice.”

“Maybe I shouldn’t…”

Rebecca mumbled a little, looking at a small container with fresh-baked cookies in her hand. She had felt a stab of guilt almost while she had looked at it, wondering if getting these for her Professor was a good idea after all.

“He sounded annoyed on the chat… Even if I’m using my own money, I still feel guilty about this.”

She put the once-potential gift back on the shelf with a small sigh. She had gotten fewer books than expected on this little trip because of said guilt. Her own earnings did nothing to wash away that feeling and she didn’t know why.

She had worried about her Professor when Ozpin had said he didn’t use his money for food, but maybe doing this was over the line…