I was going to post this a few days ago. Oops.
"You have got to be kidding me." She rubbed her temples tiredly. "I'm going to kill them. Literally. I'm going to take Blazefire and run them through."
He took a sip of his coffee."You'd be arrested for life, which would make our identity cycles hard to explain, the world would be down four great Huntresses and two great Hunters, and Blazefire was lost nearly six millenniums ago."
"They've infiltrated a known terrorist organization," the blonde hissed, being careful to keep her voice low.
"As did we."
All around them stood faunus wearing gray Grimm masks. As Roman Torchwick stood onstage, speaking and showing off the Atlesian Paladin the White Fang had acquired (they'd have to worry about that later), a black-haired girl and blond boy quietly conversed a few feet from Ozpin and Glynda.
"We're experienced –"
"We're old. I'm crippled."
"…Good point," she admitted grudgingly. Her eyes widened in realization, and she turned her attention back to the stage. "Their what?"
"New operation in the southeast. I have a bad feeling about this."
The assumed leader of the White Fang came back on stage. "Will all new recruits please come forward?"
"Time for us to disappear?"
Faunus recruits surged forward.
"Yup."
The two began trying to push their way out of the crowd. After several minutes and less than three inches of distance covered, the lights went out, leaving the building in total darkness. Somebody screamed. Panic set in as the crowd tried to get away from whatever caused the blackout (and Ozpin had a sneaking suspicion it had something to do with his student).
"Don't let them get away!"
"Sun! The window!"
"Those two smell like humans!" someone nearby growled.
"Run!" He grabbed Glynda's hand and sprinted forward, shoving anyone in the way aside with a hasty apology. Several different faunus pulled at them, nearly breaking their hold on each other. In fact, had Goodwitch not punched the nearest assailant in the face, they would have been inevitably separated.
When Ozpin finally made contact with cold metal, he scrambled to find the knob and open the door. Once successful, the pair exited as quickly as possible.
A few members of the White Fang pursued them but were easily thrown off by hiding among some trashcans (perhaps the pursuers were chosen a bit too hastily?). As soon as the faunus were out of sight, the professors emerged from their hiding place. Ozpin immediately went to the back door of whatever place they had hidden near, retrieved a key from under a loose brick, and unlocked the door.
"What are you doing?"
"We have only a few minutes before adrenaline wears off and my back starts acting up." He opened the door, only to be met with an elderly man in a red apron.
"Ah!"
"I'm from Koray!" the headmaster of Beacon said hurriedly.
Both the shopkeep and his partner cocked their heads to the side. "…What?"
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The two Beacon professors exited A Simple Wok from the back entrance. Glynda blinked in confusion. "…What just happened?"
"Farran is a member of Koray, which is a spy network I've been running for the last eighty years." Ozpin sighed. "I will apologize later. Right now, I'm more concerned with that girl he saw with Ruby."
"It might not have been Ruby," she said sharply. At his flat look, the blonde slumped in defeat. "You're right. How many girls in Vale wear a red cape?"
"From the other girl's description, it sounds like the girl from the night at the docks…"
"The docks?"
"From when RWBY was taken to the police station," he clarified. "I sent you the video feed that one of my agents took."
"I wondered how you had gotten that. Let me guess. You've gotten Roman Torchwick himself on your side." Her tone was wry, using Snow's method of humor to combat the worry he could see in her eyes.
"Hm. They're a bit further down the command chain but close."
"Maker, is there anywhere you haven't infiltrated?"
"Is there indeed." Ozpin pursed his lips and began silently counting on his fingers the places his spies resided.