♫Maybe red’s like roses♫ ♫Maybe it’s the pool of blood♫ ♫the innocents will lay in♫ ♫when in the end you’ve failed to save them♫ ♫Their dying eyes♫ ♫are wide and white like snow♫ ♫and now they know♫ ♫the cost of trusting you’s obliteration♫ ♫Mirrors will shatter♫ ♫crushed by the weight of the world♫ ♫The pillars collapse in shame♫ ♫There’ll be no rest♫ ♫There’ll be no love♫ ♫There’ll be no hero in the end♫ ♫who will rise above♫ ♫and when it ends, ♫ ♫the good will crawl♫ ♫the shining light will sink in darkness♫ ♫victory for hate incarnate♫ ♫misery and pain for all♫ ♫when it falls♫ Ruby: Weiss, what is the big deal? Who is it? Who is she? Weiss: Winter! Ruby: Wait… Your sister? Weiss: Winter! *Robots clanking* Weiss: Winter! I’m so happy to see you! Oh, your presence honors us. Winter: Beacon, it’s been a long time. The air feels… different. Ruby: I mean it is fall so it’s probably colder… Ahh! Weiss: So, what are you doing here? Winter: Classified. Weiss: Oh, right. Well, how long are you staying? Winter: Classified. Weiss: Of course. Ruby: Well, this is nice… I think. Weiss: You’re going to love it here! I know you travel a lot, but so much of Beacon is different from Atlas! Vale, too. The government and school are completely separate! Can you believe it? I– Winter: I’m more than familiar with how this kingdom handles its bureaucracy. That is not why I came. Weiss: Right! I’m sorry. Winter: Nor did I come here to watch my own blood fail so miserably in battle. But it appears I have no choice in the matter. Weiss: But we won. Winter: Only a novice would refer to that as a victory. I counted at least three strikes missed. Leave us. *Robots beeping and clanking* *Winter sighs* Winter: How have you been? Weiss: Oh, splendid! Thank you for asking. I’m actually in the very top ranking of our sparring class. The rest of my studies are going wonderfully too. I’m- *whack* Winter: Silence, you boob! I don’t recall asking about your ranking. I asked how you’ve been. Are you eating properly? Have you taken up any hobbies? Are you making new friends? Weiss: Well, there’s Ruby. *Ruby snorts* Ruby: Boob. Winter: I see. So this is the leader you wrote of. How appropriately… underwhelming. Ruby: Uhh, thank you. Winter: Greetings Ruby Rose. I wish to thank you for taking an interest in my sister. Ruby: Oh, yes, of course! The honor is in my… court. *Grunt, awkward giggle* Winter: I have business with the general and your headmaster. But seeing as I’m early, why don’t you take me to your quarters? Weiss: Really? Winter: Yes, I wish to inspect them and make sure they’re up to my personal standards. Weiss: Of course. Just so you’re aware, the bunk beds only look unstable. Winter: Bunk… beds? Ruby: I’ll catch up– wait, uh.. I mean, I will… reconvene with you both at a later… juncture! At a juncture, yeah. *Robots getting dismantled* Man: Hey! Yeah, I’m talking to you ice queen. Winter: Halt! Weiss: Excuse me, do you have any idea who you’re talking to? Man: Sssshhhh, not you. Weiss: Hey! Man: You. *Crow cawing* Man: Saw that gaudy ship of yours in town. I guess you’re here too. Winter: I’m standing right before you. Man: So it would seem. Winter: You realize you just destroyed Atlas military property? Man: Ohhhh I’m sorry. See, I mistook this for some sort of… sentient garbage. Winter: I don’t have time for your immature games, Qrow. Weiss: Wait, you two know each other? Qrow: Geez, you Atlas specialists think you’re so special, don’t you? Winter: It’s in the title. Qrow: Well, you know what you really are? A buncha sellouts. Just like your boss. Winter: I’m not sure what you think you’re implying, but I’ve heard enough. Qrow: Oh, I heard too. I heard ol’ Ironwood finally turned his back on Ozpin. Weiss: Ozpin? Winter: Weiss, it’s time for you to go. Weiss: What? Qrow: Listen to big sister, Weiss. She’ll protect you. Just like Atlas is gonna protect all of us, huh? Winter: If you won’t hold your tongue, then I will gladly remove it for you! *students “ooh”ing* Qrow: Alright, then.
*students “ooh”ing* Come take it. *Whoosh* Ruby: What’s going on?! Weiss: Some crazy guy just started attacking my sister! Ruby: Oh no! Who would do such a th–aaaaat is my uncle! Weiss: What?! Ruby: Kick her butt, uncle Qrow! Weiss: Uhh, teach him respect, Winter! Mercury: Huh? *Boom* *Students “aww” in disappointment* Winter: Haaah! Ironwood: Schnee! Winter: General Ironwood, sir! Ironwood: What in the world do you think you’re doing? Winter: He started the altercation, sir. Qrow: That’s actually not true, she attacked first. Ironwood: Is that right? And you. What are you doing here? Qrow: I could be asking you the same thing Ironwood: I– Ozpin: Now, now everyone. There is a sanctioned fight happening just around the corner at the colosseum that I can assure you has better seats. And popcorn. Goodwitch: Break it up, everyone! We will take care of this mess. Ironwood: Let’s go. Ruby: Uncle Qrow! Hi. Ahh, it’s so good to see you! Did you miss me? Did you miss me?! Qrow: *jokingly* Nope. Ozpin: Qrow. Ruby: *grunt* Ozpin: A word, please. Qrow: I think I’m in trouble. Ruby: You did kinda tear up our courtyard. Qrow: Yeah, I did. Catch you later, kid. Weiss: And suddenly your recklessness makes sense. Ruby: You’re just mad ’cause he whooped butt. Weiss: That was a draw at best. *Elevator doors opening* Winter: What were you thinking?! Ironwood: If you were one of my men, I would have you shot. Qrow: If I was one of your men, I’d shoot myself. Goodwitch: While I wouldn’t condone his behavior, retaliating like you did certainly didn’t help the situation. Winter: He was drunk! Goodwitch: He’s always drunk. *Qrow glugging* Ozpin: *Sigh* Qrow, why are you here? Ironwood: You’ve been out of contact for weeks! You can’t just go dark like that in the field. Qrow: I’m not one of your special operatives, Jimmy. Winter: General. Qrow: Whatever. You sent me to get intel on our enemy, and I’m telling you our enemy is here. Ironwood: We know. Qrow: *irritated* Oh! Oh, you know. Well, thank goodness I’m out there risking my life to keep you all informed! Ironwood: *Sigh* Qrow! Qrow: Communication’s a two way street, pal. You see this? That’s the send button. Winter: They had reason to assume you’d been compromised. Qrow: And I have reason to assume you don’t need to be here. Seriously, who invited her? Ironwood: Schnee, we’ll discuss this incident back on my ship. Winter: But, sir…! Ironwood: Winter, leave. Winter: Yes, sir. *Elevator doors opening and shutting* Ironwood: Go on. Qrow: Your little infiltrator isn’t just another pawn. They’re the one responsible for Autumn’s condition. Goodwitch: What?! Qrow: Despite what the world thinks, we’re not just teachers or generals or headmasters. The people in this room, the leaders of the other two academies, we’re the ones that keep the world safe from the evils no one even knows about. It’s why we meet behind closed doors, why we work in the shadows. So you tell me James, when you brought your army to Vale, did you think you were being discreet or did you just not give a damn? Ironwood: Discreet wasn’t working. I’m here because this is what was necessary. Qrow: You’re here because Ozpin wanted you here! He made you a part of this inner circle and opened your eyes to the real fight that’s in front of us. Ironwood: And I am grateful. Qrow: Oh well, you’ve got a real funny way of showing it. Ironwood: The people of Vale needed someone to protect them, someone who would act. When they look to the sky and see my fleet, they feel safe, and our enemies will feel our strength. *Qrow laughing* Qrow: You-you think they’re scared of your little ships? I’ve been out there and I’ve seen the things she’s made and let me tell you… they are fear. Ozpin: And fear will bring the Grimm. A guardian is a symbol of comfort. But an army is a symbol of conflict. There’s an energy in the air now, a question in the back of everyone’s minds: If this is the size of our defences, what is it we’re expecting to fight? *Ironwood sighs* Ironwood: So then, what would you suggest we do? Ozpin: I suggest we find our guardian. Cinder: And you’re sure? Mercury: Bad hair, used a scythe, and smelled like my dad after a long day. It was him. Emerald: What do we do? Cinder: Nothing. We stay the course. They have no idea who we are, so we have no reason to worry. Besides, the last of the heavy lifting is being taken care of thanks to our clever little friend. Ahh, speaking of which, it appears we have a new access point. Emerald: Anywhere good? Cinder: You could say that. Go to your rooms. I’ll prepare everything for tomorrow. Emerald: Yes, ma’am. Mercury: Got it. Cinder: Let’s give the crowd a good fight. Port: The randomization process is complete! Ladies and gentlemen, your doubles tournament line-up! Ruby and Yang: Wooo! Nora: Yeah! Neptune: Woohoohoohoo! *Crowd cheering*