Sitting under a white light, Ruby avoided staring at the pacing awesome huntress.
Following the perimeter of the white light, "Hope, you understand, young lady, your actions put a lot of people in danger."
"They started it."
"If it was up to me, I would send you home with a pat on the back and slap on the wrist," slapping Disciplinarian against the table, "however there is someone who what's to meet you."
Walking from the shadows, she noticed a white haired man with the shaded glass spectacles and a small, purple cross shaped pin on the cowl around his neck. He unzipped black suit over a dark green, buttoned vest, dark green pants and green shirt. His black trouser shoes struck the tiled floor. His right hand held a plate of chocolate chip cookies while his left hand held a cane and two mugs with the Beacon Academy emblem. One filled with cocoa. The other with milk.
"Rudy Rose, you have your mother's eyes," placing the plate and the mug with milk in front of Ruby.
Grabbing cookies with both hands, "You knew my mother?" watching the blonde woman placing a scroll in front of her.
It was footage of her fight with Smooth Criminal.
Motioning towards the scroll, "Where did you learn those moves from?" sitting down.
"My uncle Qrow and my dad."
"Explains your graceful use of the most dangerous weapon ever designed," sipping from his mug, "Tell me, Miss Rose, what are your dreams?"
"Dreams?" she tried saying with a mouthful of cookies.
"Plans. Plans to use…"
"Crescent Rose. That's the name of my weapon."
Interlacing his fingers, "Yes," resting his chin on his fingers, "Plans to use Crescent Rose," leaning towards her.
"To be killing Grimm like my parents and in my dream," slicing the air with her hands, "Heyah. Heta. Boom. Whoo."
"I noticed," bringing his mug to his lips, "would you like to be in Beacon?"
"I still have three years at Signal," finishing her plate off, "Is Beacon as great as they say?"
"Is someone overhyping Beacon?"
"Yang likes to over exaggerate."
"Yang?"
"My sister. She's starting her third year at Beacon."
"Know where she is?"
"Properly at some club."
The blonde huntress tapped a button on the scroll changing the image to Yang pacing in a room similar to the one Ruby sat in.
"Is this your sister?"
Staring the screen, "Yes," shifting her eyes to white hair man, "What did she do?"
"Caused a fight at…"
"A club?"
"Does she do this regularly?"
"When she's bored," finishing her mug.
Staring at Ruby, "Would you like to join her at Beacon?"
"I have three years to wait."
"I'm sure the headmaster can make an exemption."
"You know the headmaster?"
"Miss Rose, I am the headmaster. I'm Ozpin," motioning to the blonde, "This is Miss Glynda Goodwitch, the headmistress of Beacon," leaning towards Ruby, "Would you like to came to my school?"
"More than anything in the world."
"Welcome to Beacon, Miss Rose. Be at the skyport in the morning."
"What about Yang?"
"I'm sure her punishment will be just."
Getting up, he motioned towards the door. Getting up, Ruby exited the room. Heading towards the front desk to retrieve Crescent Rose, she noticed the back of familiar person retrieving Ember Celica.
"Yang, is that you?"
Turning around, "Sis, what are you doing here?"
"I was going to ask you the same thing."
Nervously playing with her hair, "It's a long story."
"A huh," retrieving Crimson Rose, "You ditched me again."
"You were asleep. Comfortable. Peaceful. It would've been a crime to wake you up."
"Like you ditched me at the Vytal Festival."
"I was celebrating with my team."
"Getting fifth place."
"Yeah. Well, dad can pick you up in the morning."
"No, can do. I'm going with you to Beacon in the morning."
"How? You got three years left."
"I'll explain in the morning," walking towards the exit, "We need some sleep."
"Wow. My little sister is going to Beacon."
Watching the two sisters leave, Ozpin and Glynda entered another room.
Staring at the young dark hair girl wearing a large black hair bow, "Well, Miss Belladonna," sitting down across from her, "you're far from Menagerie, aren't you."
Silence. Blake avoided eye contact.
"Let's see breaking into a hostel without permission. That is usually death by combat. Hunters and huntresses like protecting their areas."
"As long as it's not Tartarus."
"Yes, wouldn't want to cross paths with Adam Taurus."
Her eyes widen.
"Understand White Fang doesn't tolerate deserters every well."
"That's a death penalty, too."
"Yes, a long slow death penalty."
"Currently he's waiting trial," replied Glynda.
"It won't hold him."
"Then what should I do with you?" asked Ozpin.
Again, she avoided eye connect.
Slapping the table, "He asked a question young lady," said Glynda.
"I don't know the answer."
"How about four years at Beacon until you find answer?"
"Going from the White Fang to being a huntress. Really not a difference."
"Actually if you know your history, Miss Belladonna, faunus made every good hunters and huntresses. "
"Like I have a choice?"
"We all have a choice. It's just the options tend to bad to worse," getting up, "You have until tomorrow morning to decide."
Exiting, Ozpin noticed the smirking Glynda.
"No warning about making a bad decision, Miss Goodwitch."
"Ozpin, bandits and terrorists just mean times are desperate."
"That they are," staring at his empty mug, "that they are."