"And where were you when this happened?" Ironwood snarled as I walked into Ozpin's office. Was this the Atlesian way of saying you're in love.

Oh hey I've been chilling with Roman Torchwick, a wanted criminal, no biggie. I literally just came in and he's already barking. "I'm not a guard dog, James." I folded my arms.

"You promote this behavior, Ozpin!" Ironwood pointed at me like I was a teenager to the father.

"Ha." I scoffed at the situation.

"Null, James, please." Ozpin sighed, not moving from his seat.

"Please? They were here, Ozpin they were here!" He slamed the table to make a dramatic statement.

"We are very much aware of that, thank you, James!" Goodwitch stepped in.

"Fantastic, you're aware, now are we gonna do something about it or are we going to stay the course and ignore what's right in front of us?!" Ironwood practically shouted, thinking yelling solved all his problems.

"Like What? Gather up the people and demand results??" I asked, giving him the side of my face.

"No! But at least something would be done!" As Ironwood and I looked at each other in disagreement and his loudness I hadn't realized Ruby walked in.

"Uuhmmm... Sorry, it took so long. Someone accidentally hit all the buttons on the elevator on the way up here." She awkwardly said, giving a nervous smile. "It wasn't me." She added after a small silence.

However it wasn't her they thought did it, Ironwood and Goodwitch both looked in my direction. What, did they think I was five? "Wha?" I huffed.

Ruby's silver eyes than shifted to me, giving me a curious look, clearly wondering who I was. Although I didn't know if Ozpin wanted Ruby to even know me.

"Thank you for coming, Ruby, how are you feeling?" Ozpin asked, breaking our gaze.

"Ok, I guess, I'd feel better if my bad guy catching record wasn't over three." Ruby tried to joke, receiving a smile from me and glares or silence from everyone else. "Ok so That's the tone we're going for got it..."

"Ruby, I feel it's appropriate to let you know that I think what you did last night is exactly what being a huntress is all about: you recognized a threat, you took action and you did the very best you could." Ironwood lectured, he freaking loved them.

"Thank you, sir."

"Now, the general here has already informed us of the events that... transpired last night. But now that you've rested we were wondering if you had anything to add." Ozpin questioned with a calm tone.

Ruby looked super uncomfortable around so many people, I don't know why I got the sense she was a little uneasy about me.

Having a horrible train of thought and not listening my ears popped up when Ruby mentioned Roman. "Wait you think this girl is connected to Torchwick and the white fang?"

"It's possible." Ozpin began; "But we still lack the required evidence to link the two together."

"Actually, I-I think I remember her saying something about a hideout or something in the southeast. Just outside the Kingdom."

"Interesting."

"I thought you said the intruder never—" Goodwitch questioned.

"Thank you for your cooperation, Ruby. Why don't you go and spend sometime with your team. You have a big day ahead of you." Ozpin interrupted her and held a hand to the elevator.

"Anytime." Ruby smirked, beginning to walk away.

"And miss Rose, please try and be discreet about this matter." Ozpin said.

"Yes sir."

As soon as Ruby entered the elevator and the door shut; "Well there we have it, we send as many troops as we can to the southeast. Find out exactly what's going on. Eradicate any forces that stand in our way." Ironwood pointed at Ozpin's desk as if there was a map there.

"Why must your answer to everything be a triumphant display of military bravado?? You treat every situation like it's a contest of measuring d-!" Goodwitch snarled, she was gonna say it to.

I tried to hide a snicker as Ozpin tried to prevent that.

"Linda."

"Well he does." She stepped away.

"She's right, as much as I two would love to end this situation once and for-all, we must remember that this may go beyond Vale, beyond Beacon. and if this truly is apart of some master plan for which we know not the final move, we mustn't be so bold. Nor can we risk the spread of panic." Ozpin explained in his professorial voice.

"I have serviced you faithfully for years, but if you mean to tell me that your plan is to really hold the defensives and wait!" Ironwood was beginning to yell again.

"It is not!" Ozpin stood up, making his point. "You're a general, James, so tell me. When you prepare to go to war, which do you send in first; the flag bearer? Or the scouts?"

"Technically students but whatever." I said, making them all look back at me with tired faces. Ironwood was probably tired of me.