/==/ Chapter Six /==/
Jasmine and Violet heard the chaos exploding to life in the commons. Shouts and exclaims of surprize, the snapping of stone and the rending of metal. It caused them to pause; torn between finding Glynda, or returning to help Jaune.
"The twins are unbeatable together." Violet informed her mother. "Bastion and Bulwark have never failed them. They will save Jaune. They will keep her safe."
"Then we do what we came here for. We get Glynda, we collect Jaune and return to Ansel." Jasmine spoke more to remind herself of what they were doing over instructing her daughter. Looking down at her scroll, she took note of the direction and distance before setting off at a quick jog. Her sensible heels clicking against the tiled floor. Behind her she heard the thump of Violet's iron shod boots.
They reached the elevator, and paused. Jasmine was puzzled. The trace application was showing Glynda's scroll as close by, but under them? Examining the panel for the elevator, she saw no way to make it go lower, than the main floor. She understood then, there had to be a code to activate it. To allow it to proceed lower.
"Mom?"
"She's somewhere below us, but I have no idea how to make this contraption take us down. It has to be a code or something." Jasmine looked up and considered the emergency exit hatch on the top of the carriage. "It is only twenty meters down we could climb it."
"Are you sure?" Violet asked.
"Sure?"
"Of the distance. Is it twenty meters straight down?"
"I don't know. This gives me direction and distance in a straight line to Glyn's scroll."
Gently moving her mother out of the carriage, Violet drew her arming sword while retracting her kite shield. Holding the grip and pommel in both her hands Violet closed her eyes and concentrated for a minute. Golden light surrounded her, and then flowed to coat the blade of her sword. She opened her eyes, and took a deep breath as she pushed more of her aura into her arms. She had rarely done this, and was unsure if it would work, but for Aunt Glynda, and Jaune anything was worth a try. The screech of metal against metal echoed about the confined space as Violet drove her sword straight down and through the floor of the elevator carriage. She gave the weapon a savage twist before prying it free of the hole she had punched through the floor. Sheathing it, she reached into a pouch at her side, and pulled out a compact handheld rangefinder.
"Violet?" Jasmine asked.
"I'm finding us a way down." she replied, as she used the finder to peer through the hole she had created. Slowly she stood as she put her tool away. "Fifteen meters, down."
"And how does that..." Jasmine gasped as her daughter grabbed her in a hug, and then she amazingly found herself at the bottom of the shaft. "You promised to NEVER do that without asking!"
Violet said nothing in reply as she drew her weapon again and used it like a pry bar to force the doors open. Holding them open, she set herself in a way that would allow her mother to climb up her, and into the room.
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It was complete anarchy in the commons. The girl was out of control and lashing out at anyone and everyone. Pyrrha was forced to sue her semblance to suddenly start deflecting, and altering the trajectories of the rocket lockers that had been called. Be it the absolute hurricane force gusts of wind, or something else; they had started to suddenly veer off course and towards people. Her sharp emerald eyes did catch the glint of purple surrounding one of the unlucky lockers that suddenly seemed to implode in mid air. Whomever this girl was she was out of control and seemed to have multiple semblances which Pyrrha knew was impossible. Using her semblance again to redirect fragments of shredded locker from herself and the news crew that was stupidly standing out in the open recording the whole situation, Pyrrha tried come up with a course of action. She couldn't do much, pinned down, and having basically volunteered to protect the civilians.
Her eyes scanned what was basically now a battlefield. She saw the two girls, twins by the look of them hunkered behind their shields, weathering everything, regardless of what it was. She could easily see the golden hue surrounding the pair, and watched dumb founded as the pair of girls slowly moved forward. Step by slow step.
There were others, but many had bailed when the lockers started to fail. A few like her who had more adaptive semblances were doing what they could to support and protect. Pyrrha's eyes caught sight of Coco. The fashionista of Beacon crawling forward, on her belly towards the strangely familiar looking girl at the centre of all the chaos. Pulling a hunk of shattered locker from the ground, Pyrrha fired it. The jagged chunk of metal intercepting, and shattering a head sized chunk of the commons that was headed directly for Coco. Coco nodded towards Pyrrha before returning to her belly crawl.
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If they couldn't hurt her, if they couldn't touch her; and they couldn't touch her without their weapons. Jaune at that thought had made a directed effort to deprive; everyone who remained trying to stop her from leaving, of their weapons. It was almost too easy. A gust of wind here, thinking of one getting crushed there, and soon all but a very few stalwart souls remained. So with the weapons issue having been more or less dealt with, she turned to driving them all back and away. Ripping chunks from the ground and whipping them at people was proving effective for some, except her sisters.
"You're not my sisters." she hissed, as she once again changed tactics. If stone and wind wouldn't make them back off, maybe something else? Her fingers began to tingle, as a mixture of cold and heat travelled up her arms. Her breath came in rapid gasps as she flexed her fingers and then threw her arms straight in front of her aimed at the slowly closing pair of glowing golden shields.
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Coco kept her head low and after getting her ass saved by Nikos; she kept it on a swivel. Something terrible had happened, because she could see Jaune had become totally emotionally unhinged. She was lashing out, and not really directly attacking. Yes of course she was flinging things at people, but there was always enough of a delay, or a slight misjudgment that allowed injury to be averted. She was trying to drive people off, not hurt them. Or that was how Coco was reading the whole situation. If only she could get close enough, hence the belly crawl that was destroying her outfit, but right now that was not important. Jaune was.
Coco grit her teeth as she was buffeted by an insanely powerful gut of wind, and the stinging debris it carried into her. Again it was nothing meant to really hurt, just hinder or force someone to back off. Jaune it seemed was terrified of anyone getting close to her. The wave of frost and flame rolled across the ground before Jaune crashing directly into the pair of living tanks that were trying to, like Coco work their way closer to Jaune.
"Coco!" Velvet's cry, drew her attention away from Jaune for a second. Velvet's wild pointing caused Coco to scan past Jaune to the doors of Beacon. Her eyes opened in fear, as she saw armed students suddenly lining up. Each and everyone of them wielding a type of firearm.
"No!" Coco screamed, as she just thrust herself to her feet and into a dead on sprint for Jaune; as she was distracted by trying to halt the inexorable advance of the twin shields. Coco's aura took multiple hits as she bull rushed through the circling winds and stones. Spreading her arms Coco threw herself with everything she had at Jaune. The impact bowled the distracted blond off her feet, and as the pair rolled across the torn up ground, Coco wrapped her arms around Jaune's torso trapping her arms at her side, while also trapping her legs with her own.
Coco ground her teeth together, as melting heat, burning cold, and convulsion inducing shocks tore through her body. She refused to release her hold, and did her best to just endure. They had ended up with Coco on her back, Jaune pinned on top of her. Jaune thrashed and even tried to headbutt her, but Coco would not be deterred as she held on rolling them so that her back faced the firing line of students. The pain from holding Jaune had vanished and she felt the girl in her arms grow weak.
"Let go..." Jaune whined, her breathing hitched, "You're all lying to me... you're going to leave me behind. I'll be alone... let me go."
"I'm not letting you go Angel." Coco whispered as calmly as she could through the pain of the injuries grabbing Jaune had caused her. "As long as I am around... you will never be alone."
"You're lying."
"I don't lie to a pretty woman I'm interested in." Coco countered, and Jaune squirmed weakly in her grasp. "I never lied to you... I never will."
"You're going to leave me behind, like she did... like everyone will."
"Never... I would never do that to you."
"You're lying..."
"I won't lie to the girl I think I love." Coco whispered, receiving a staggering hitch in the constricted rise and fall of Jaune's chest. She felt it then Jaune trying to move, not away but to roll into her, so Coco released her legs, and lessened her grip on her torso. It was as she thought, Instantly Jaune twisted herself around to bury her face into Coco's chest. Her slim arms slipping around Coco's waist. She gasped and bit her tongue as Jaune clinched her arms tightly about her. The wetness, and the shaking told exactly her what was happening. Jaune had completely broken down.
A pair of shadows passed over her, and Coco looked up seeing the twin living tanks standing over her. They looked none the worse for wear even after Coco knew they had been engulfed in frost and flames. Coco waited for some reaction from the twin girls, but they just regarded her with their matching ocean blue eyes, before looking looking at each other, and then back to her as she held the emotional wreck that was Jaune. Instinctively Coco tightened her grip protectively about her.
"Mother will want to speak with you." the twin on her left stated.
Coco was amazed at the sudden change in the girls when the sound of approaching feet was noticed. Instantly they moved as a unit putting themselves between whomever was approaching and Coco as she cradled Jaune.
"Get up, and stay behind us." the twin who had been on her right ordered.
"What's going on?" Coco tried to ask, only to get the first twin to give her a glare.
"Jade told you to get up. So get up, and keep behind us."
"She can't..."
"Then carry her. We are not leaving our Jaune here. Do what Vert just told you!" snapped the one Coco finally understood was named Jade.
Coco struggled a bit to unwind enough from Jaune to force her protesting body to its feet, before using some soft touches to get Jaune to climb to her own feet. As soon as she was vertical, Jaune latched onto her, burying her face into Coco's very pained shoulder. Coco took the chance to glance about, and noticed the slowly approaching students, along with Professor Port and Doctor Oobleck. Coco was amazed that Jade and Very never wavered, constantly shifting position, keeping themselves between Jaune and the others. Shields at ready, not even balking as a fully licensed huntsman closed, his weapon in hand.
"Stand down, and step aside. These two are under the protect of the Arc family of Ansel. Any actions taken against them will be considered as actions taken against the city of Ansel." Jade spoke out in a firm and unwavering voice.
"It's okay lasses. I just wish to confirm there are no injuries to any of your party, and if there are; offer free access to Beacon's infirmary if you require it." Professor Port responded, his weapon held low in a nonthreatening manner.
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Ozpin groaned as he tried to force himself to his feet, only to see a sudden flash of golden light, before feeling an armour clade knee slam into his exposed stomach. The air was knocked from his lungs and as he doubled over his chin was met with a second armour clad knee, that not only had him seeing stars but also sent him sprawling to the floor.
"Come near Aunt Glynda, or Jaune again, and I'll gut you before you even can see me." the young female voice that reminded him of Jasmine Arc hissed at him.
"Violet, enough! Help Glynda."
"Jasmine, you can't..."
"Fuck you I can't. I've come through official channels to collect my family. So kindly stay down and out of our fucking way."
"Jaune needs to..."
"To be as far way from your conniving ass as humanly possible." Jasmine cut him off, her voice dripping with venom. "As for whatever little trick you have to try and keep Glynda here... don't even try it. She is a recorded member of the Arc family."
"Since when?" Ozpin croaked as he rolled over and pushed himself to his knees.
"Since she gave birth to an Arc heir." Ozpin felt his head being lifted by a finger under his chin. "Your little searches didn't go unnoticed, and just so you are aware we do have the official records, and Jaune is recognized as Jonathon's child."
"Jonathon is her father?" Ozpin choked, as he stared into the blue eyes of Jasmine Arc.
"Yes he is, and you know exactly what that means, don't you?"
"She is the real Lady Arc."
"She is. Nathaniel and I hold the titles of Lord and Lady only until she turns twenty-one, at which time we will surrender them and all their rights and privileges to her."
"But... but she's in danger. That power..."
"I feel like she's been put in more danger since coming here. As for that power, her mother can teach her how to harness it. That was the original plan you had wasn't it?"
"If she is found out, they will come for her. They will want to claim her or kill her."
"They can try. Arc blades, bones and blood has defended the walls of Ansel for over five hundred years, and Ansel has defended the Arc name for just as long." Jasmine pulled her finger out from under Ozpin's chin, and stood up from her squat. "If they want to come they will find out that we are more than a match for them."
"These wont be bandits, or criminals."
"What will it be then?"
"The grimm."
"If they come we will stand against them... as a family, a community and a city, as we always have."
"Mom?"
"What is it Violet?"
"Aunt Glynda isn't looking too good. I think she's really hurt, and badly."
"Glyn?" Jasmine rushed over forgetting her hostility towards Ozpin entirely. She dropped to her knees beside her niece's mother, and gently lifted her head, to gaze into her clouded green eyes. "Glyn can you hear me?"
"My baby... don't let them take my baby... my baby..." Glynda mumbled.
The ding of the elevator arriving drew the attention of the two women. Ozpin didn't look much better than Glynda, but at least he was on his own feet; and standing next to the elevator.
"We need to get her to the infirmary."
"You're a snake Ozpin. We'll take her to Vale."
"If she's in bad a shape as she looks and I feel... she needs medical treatment now, and not in thirty minutes. Beacon's doctors are some of the best in Remnant. They can help her. They will help her."
"Mom," Jasmine looked down at her daughter and her eyes grew wide in shock as she saw the crimson decorating her daughter's hand. "I was checking the back of her head. This is bad."
"The infirmary, quickly." Ozpin groaned as he caught himself from collapsing.
"I'll boost her, you carry her." Jasmine told her daughter as she activated her semblance. Touching Glynda on the side of her neck as Violet scooped her up in a princess carry. A white light flowed out from Jasmine into Glynda. The results were slight but instant. Her breathing steadied, and the pallor of her skin lessened.
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The infirmary was a buzz of activity, mostly dealing with minor injuries; but those were shunted to the side as soon as Ozpin stumbled through the doors and Glynda was carried through by Violet. The Arc Shield Maiden didn't bat an eye as she was pushed aside by the infirmary staff as they rushed to secure Glynda. In fact she only moved to the side and took a position beside the door. Her mother nodded to her. A motion that Violet returned. The message had been received. Violet would watch over Glynda for as long as they remained in Beacon. The mother of Arc would finally have the protections that she was entitled to.
Keeping her distance from Ozpin as he was getting looked over, Jasmine scanned the crowded waiting room. As her blue eyes scanned the various faces and outfits, she noticed the timid approach of a rabbit faunus. Jasmine put on her best motherly smile and waited for the young huntress-in-training to approach her.
"Mrs Arc?"
"Yes. What is it my dear?"
"Vert and Jade asked me to look for you, while they watched over Jaune and Coco."
"And who may I ask is Coco?"
"Um, she's my team leader. We're second years here at Beacon, and she sort of helped calm Jaune down... well that's not right, she calmed down Jaune."
"Did she?"
"Yes, mam."
"Call me Jasmine please." Jasmine gave the girl a deeper softer smile, one she generally reserved for her own children. She could tell the poor girl was really worked up about something. "What's you name?"
"Velvet, mam...er.. Jasmine."
"Well it is a pleasure to meet you Velvet. So you said your team leader Coco was it?"
"Yes."
"Calmed down Jaune?"
"Yes."
"Can you tell me how she managed to do that?"
"I think Coco is a better person.. to... ah... answer that, mam...er... Jasmine." Jasmine had to suppress the urge to wrap the poor girl up in a hug at how her ears were drooping and how flustered she seemed to be.
"Then I'll have to ask her, and give her my thanks for helping out my family." Jasmine let a mirthful glint shine in her eyes. "Velvet?"
"Yes?"
"I have something to ask, I will understand if you can't answer, or are unwilling to answer my question, but just hearing that Coco had the ability to as you said, calm Jaune down..." Jasmine gave Velvet a warm but alarming smile, causing the girl to seize up. "are Jaune and Coco in a relationship?"
Jasmine could suppress her giggles, at how ram rod straight Velvet went. Jasmine knew there would be a lot of fallout over today's events, but she couldn't help it. She knew Jaune was like Saphron; attracted to women instead of men, and it was just too deliciously heart warming to know that Jaune might have finally found someone with an interest in her, and not her name.
The ungodly scream that ripped through the infirmary put everyone at instant alert. Jasmine went from giggly to wrathful in the blink of an eye. She knew that voice, it was Jaune, and something or someone was hurting her. Regardless that she knew at least one of the twins was nearby, Jasmine had a duty to uphold, and that was to care for her family.
"Where is Jaune's room." Jasmine snapped as her hands literally latched onto Velvet's slim shoulders.
"This way!" Velvet spat out as she was in motion leading the way before Jasmine had fully let go. The faunus and matriarch tore through the waiting room and into the hall ways; heedless of who was in the way. Velvet's mind raced thinking about how Coco was going to handle anymore stress centred around Jaune. Jasmine was fuming, and ready to start a war with the world if Glynda's sweet girl, her gem of a niece was hurt.
They rounded the corner and found Jade and Vert, shoulders crushed against the door to one of the rooms. It was obvious that the pair were trying to force their way inside as opposed to keeping anyone out. Jasmine pushed past Velvet in an instant and moved behind her twin girls. She knew Very and Jade were powerful, basically unstoppable when they over lapped their semblances. It was not known if there was anything man or fanus made that could breach their defences or stop their methodical steady attrition style of combat. But Jasmine had never sat on the sidelines when it came to her family. Her hands glowed with a white light as she moved behind her girls and laid her hands on their exposed backs.
Whatever the force that was stalemating the twins progress into the room crumpled. The pair of shield maidens burst crushed the door inward; stumbling into the room and stopped dead in their tracks. Jasmine pushed past them and screamed. A second later Coco with her arms and neck wrapped in bandages pushed her way past the dumb struck twins, followed by Velvet.
"No no no no no no no..." Coco cried as she dropped to her knees and scurried across the floor. Tears filling her eyes as she grabbed at Jaune and pulled her head into her lap.
Jasmine fought back her shock and activated her semblance, dropping beside the girl she assumed was Coco. She grabbed Jaune's slit wrists and recklessly began to pump every ounce of aura she had into her. Velvet pushed the frozen to the spot twins apart, making space for the nurses trapped outside, room to enter.
"Why?" Coco sobbed as she stroked Jaune's blood smeared hair, "Why?"
"Not like this Jaune. Not like this, I wont let you... Glynda needs her baby girl to be there when she wakes up... you can't do this Jaune... you can't." Jasmine choked as she continued to force her aura into her niece's pale looking body.
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It was few hours after the shit storm had settled, and Ozpin was not in good shape. His attempt at the ritual was a failure, and the lost energies would take months to regain, if not longer. Add in the concussion he had suffered, followed by the host of messages that filled his inbox. Requests for interviews, and official statements. Everything had snowballed. His attempts to protect Jaune, by hiding her had become a disaster. A literal disaster. It was out, and while less than a handful would know the significance behind the video being played on news stations and websites. That was more than enough to seal Jaune's fate as an instant target.
He wanted to think things couldn't get much worse, but hearing that Glynda was still unconscious due to her own head injuries, which he was blaming himself for. There was no way around it. He had played shock and awe with her feelings, and she suffered for it. Too distracted to raise her aura before being thrown into the metal wall. Then there was the situation with Jaune and the current contingent of the Arc family camped at Beacon.
He knew he was being blamed for what Jaune had attempted, and he was positive he was at fault for it. But until Jaune herself also woke, they wouldn't have any further information than what evidence the room held. A broken mirror. Ozpin was assuming something that Jaune had seen in the mirror had pushed her over the edge. He was also pretty certain that somehow Jaune had been holding the door closed against her cousins, and they only gained entrance when Jaune had finally passed out do to blood loss.
Ozpin wondered how much more he could fuck up. Not only was he driving one of his best teachers and a good friend away. He was instrumental in possibly pushing the true Lady Arc to attempt suicide. He was sure word of what had transpired had already reached Nathaniel's ears. He had no doubt about that, if the look Jasmine had given him had been an indication. That meant he was in a very precarious position. Council would remove him if Ansel forced the issue. Vale needed Ansel's imports of fresh foodstuffs, and the building materials from the settlements that sat with in Ansel's circle of protection.
Ansel on the other hand didn't real need Vale for anything. Yes there was the trade, but those agreements could be cancelled and new ones made with Mistral, Vacuo, Mantel or Atlas. Ansel wouldn't suffer one bit through such a move. Vale however would. It was a cluster fuck of epic proportions, and he was at the centre of it. He would have to push council to organize more Hunter patrols. Maybe even allow the fourth and third year teams the ability to take culling bounties around Vale and the closest settlements. The chaos of the other day had sparked tension, and fear. Not just here at Beacon, but also in Vale. The grimm would come; and she would press her advantage.
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"I want answers Lionheart! Why was my mistress, why was I not informed that Beacon had a second maiden on their grounds?" the black haired fem-fatal growled into her scroll, watching the poor excuse for a huntsman and headmaster flinch at her tone of displeasure.
"No one knew! I even checked with the other academies. None of the other headmasters knew. He hid it from us!"
"Not good enough! You are part of his inner circle. Are you telling me that Ozpin mistrusts his own advisors so much that he would withhold information this critical from you?"
"That's what has happened. No one knew."
"Do we know who the girl is?"
"I'm making inquiries, but her likeness doesn't show in the student registry."
"Facial recognition?"
"It keeps hitting on a picture of some boy, which is obviously an error."
"This has put everything at risk. We have no idea how long this maiden has held her powers. How far progressed she is in their control. We don't even have her fucking name! Try a global search. Maybe she's not a student."
"I'm doing what I can Cinder." Lionheart shot back, in a rare showing of having a backbone. "We have a meeting today and I KNOW the other headmasters are going to be demanding answers. When I get those I will pass them on."
"Not good enough."
"What else do you want me to do?"
"Arrange for an early transfer. I want Emerald and Mercury to have access to those school grounds before the end of the week."
"That will look suspicious."
"I don't care how it looks! Make it happen!"
"A duo will drawn undue notice. It should be a quartet."
"We are not ready for that stage. Neither myself or our team mate are finished with our tasks here in Vale. I can spare Emerald and Mercury. Make up an acceptable excuse, that will allow it to happen."
"Fine. I'll see what I..."
"No there is no see. You will do it. Understood?"
"I understand."
"When's this meeting of headmasters?"
"This afternoon."
"When will I know what has been discussed? When will I have the information I require?"
"Right after the meeting finishes."
"I better."
"You will."
"Good. Get Mercury and Emerald transferred to Beacon."
"I'll work it out."
"Good." Cinder gave Lionheart a dark cruel smile before cutting then feed.
"Cinder?"
"What do you want Emerald?"
"What's the plan? You know about this maiden no one knew about?"
"You and Mercury are going to be at Beacon much earlier than planned, as you no doubt heard. If Lionheart is actually able to get the information we need, you'll just have to approach her. Determine if she might be amicable to our cause."
"And if not?"
"Kill her and take her powers for yourself."
"Myself?"
"I do not trust Roman's midget, and Mercury obviously can't inherit the power. So you are all I have. So if she must be removed... you have to do it, and make sure she is thinking about you when she dies. Understood?"
"Yes. Understood."
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Jasmine Arc opened the door to Glynda's closet. She had declined Ozpin's offer for separate accommodations and instead informed him that they would take residence in Glynda's quarters until such time as both Jaune and Glynda were cleared to travel. Ozpin was not enthused about that last statement, but she could tell he was inundated with issues, since the release of the video on VNN. She was not happy that Jaune had been exposed in such a manner. It would be something that would follow her for the rest of her life. But once she was officially installed in her post as Lady Arc of Ansel, she wouldn't need to worry about it. The family would protect her, and if needed the citizens of Ansel would rise up to do the same.
When the Arc's needed Ansel it had always been there for them. When Ansel needed the Arcs, they never faltered in their duty to the people that supported them. Jasmine's eyes softened as she gazed over the line of eighteen photo albums that lined a special shelf. She remembered working on each and every one of them with Glynda. It started as a way to make sure Glynda had constant access to ever important point that ever happened in Jaune's life, and it evolved from there, It became a time of bonding between her and Glynda. A special time for just the two of them, to ease each others worries, and laugh at their joys.
"You should never have felt so helpless, Glyn." Jasmine regarded the battered knightly helm that acted as a book end for the shelf. She gently touched it's brow. Choking slightly she addressed the piece of armour."I hope you are proud of the daughter she bore you... proud of the women they both have become... don't hold it against her, loosing you nearly destroyed her... and nearly losing her and Jaune is destroying us. Watch over them Jon. Protect your family. Please protect you family."
Clearing her throat, and wiping her eyes with the back of her hand, Jasmine returned to the task at hand, and grabbed Glynda a change of night clothes. After one last look at the line of albums and the batter helm she gave a weak smile and shut the closet.
Exiting the Glynda's bedroom with the selected items, Jasmine took a quick look at Vert who was sprawled out on the couch sleeping. She knew Jade was in Jaune's room sleeping, she could hear her snores through the partially closed door. They had established the routine in short order. Violet, and her took the morning shift to watch over their precious girls. Vert and Jade the night. Currently she was here to gather a few items for their sleeping beauties. Violet patrolling the infirmary, on watch for anyone that was a threat.
Jasmine moved in and out of Jaune's room without waking Jade, with change of night clothes for Jaune in her arms. As she laid them upon Glynda's she wondered if Coco would still be in Jaune's room. The girl was smitten, and hurting. Jasmine and Velvet were forced to actually pull her away once the real medical work was started. Jasmine had been able to boost her aura enough to keep her alive, at the cost of nearly draining her own completely. Coco has fought them, hysteria giving her even more strength than the pair could handle, causing the twins to have to step in.
Picking up the pile of clothes she moved to the door and exited the apartment, thinking back on how Coco refused to leave Jaune's side, once she was stabilized. She had spent the entire night sitting up cradling Jaune's hands in her own. Jasmine knew she would have to have a talk with Coco soon. Jaune would be leaving with them once she was well enough to travel. Coco would have to make a choice, as would Jaune.
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So I bit the bullet, and decided to re-post Chapter 3. I'm hoping it keeps Ozpin in line with how I have been portraying/characterizing him in this more recent chapters. If you give it a read and find it not worth it, feel free to tell me.
I only improve with feedback, both positive and critical. I will also make this known. If you do offer feedback, and I'm not clear on what you have pointed out I will PM you to get a better understanding of what has been pointed to me as a weak point or an issue I should address.
Anyways, thanks for sticking with me.
Sincerely;
Jeremy