Qrow stared at his scroll at the chat login, annoyed with himself. He tried to not...do that. Just sign out when annoyed. It was easier to just put his phone down and walk away, instead of slamming a metaphorical door. But he wanted to. Just stepped away for a second for that exact reason, and found people insisting that they knew what he wanted - what he needed. And that just...rubbed him the wrong way. They assumed he was just depressed as usual. And...maybe he was. Honestly he didn't really know what had crawled under his skin and died. Qrow just knew tomorrow was Valentine's Day, and it instantly ruined his mood when he learned that.
It didn't matter. He had spent most years alone; most time alone. And that was a choice. With his luck, it was easier to not get involved with people in that way. Yet after all the shit he learned about Daye, he couldn't help but feel like it was more than a choice. And that edge had sort of pulled his mood down more. One thought clinging to the next, until he found himself overall just...in a really shit mood. Qrow hadn't even slept that badly, yet felt tired. Everything in the damned group chat getting on his fucking nerves.
And Maria didn't deserve that.
Oz didn't deserve that.
James didn't, either.
Yet he slid his scroll back into his pocket and sighed; scrubbing his hands over his face before pushing himself up to his feet.
"Leaving early," he didn't even make eye contact with anyone as he grabbed his coat and clocked out.
He needed air.
He needed to kill something.
Qrow almost just flew off, before staring at his truck. If he just left it in the parking lot, people would ask questions he wouldn't feel like dealing with tomorrow. So he climbed in, and closed the door harder than he needed to.
For a few moments he just sat there; gaze unfocused. Where was he even going to go? If he went home, Oz would probably appear and try to hug him. He...really didn't feel like that tonight. He started his truck to warm it up against the cold, pulling out his scroll as he did. For a moment he just stared at the login screen, before tapping out of it. Seeking out reports of people complaining about monsters, he found something just outside the city. Some big...something. Probably required more than one person, but he'd be fine. And if he wasn't, so be it.
Qrow drove to the edge of the city - leaving the radio off. It rained a bit on the way; causing his windshield wipers to go to their slowest setting; not wanting to have to tap them every time a few drops popped onto his windshield.
Parking just outside the city, he got out of his truck and glanced up at the sky. The clouds were dark, but hadn't broken open fully just yet. He pulled Harbinger off his back, before his scroll - getting the latest report on the monster's whereabouts. Not far. Good.
It didn't take long before he saw it. Whatever it was, it was trying to knock over a tree. And...about the same size as the tree.
He extended Harbinger to her full scythe form, before rolling his shoulders.
Yeah, this was what he needed.