A door is forced open, and two occupants enter through, both of them pissed off.
The more bombastic one is sat down in front of a remarkably familiar desk. The more disciplined one goes behind her and opens another door, walking to the other side.
A stare down commences.
"Yang Xiao Long. I'm sure I don't need to explain why I brought you here."
Nothing on the other end.
"Alright then, I'll explain it for you. You participated in a sparring match against a fellow blonde by the name of Jaune Arc. You not only soundly defeated him in combat, you continued the fight after his Aura dropped into the red. You ignored multiple warnings by yours truly to stop, and then proceeded to fire multiple of your combat rounds right into his head and body. What do you have to say for yourself?"
Not even a millisecond passes before Yang's response, dripping in venom.
"He deserved it."
"He deserved it? That is your justification? Please elaborate on that, Xiao Long. Do not leave anything out."
"He is unworthy of being at this school. He has no combat ability and no leadership experience. He cheated to get here. He deserves to fail. He deserves to be hurt. Hurt again and again until he gets it through his thick skull that he is unwelcome."
"That is your belief? In that case, how come he is the one who has done the most damage to you in any sparring match? Unless you believe that the other two you have faced have no combat ability."
The other two, being Ren and Weiss, definitely do not fit that description.
"It was luck. The same thing that has allowed someone like him to be around up to this point."
"Luck? Miss Xiao Long, you and I both know it was not luck that kept him here. Jaune was chosen to stay here and he will remain. You, on the other hand, may not."
"You are lucky that he did not die out there. If he had, you would be not only expelled, but going to prison as we speak. But now your fate rests in the hands of the staff. Come with me, Xiao Long."
Yang does not get a choice, as she is dragged behind Goodwitch into the office proper.
The two blondes march (well, one of them does, the other flops around like a fish) into a hallway with some doors. Glynda stops them in front of the second one.
"You are to be put in here while the staff decides your fate. I advise you not to cause any damage in here if you want to stay. It was fun talking to you, Xiao Long!"
The door is slammed shut and locked.
Glynda walks further down the hallway into Ozpin's true headquarters.
"Hello Glynda. I trust that you have dealt with her?"
"Yep. She's stuck in the room."
"Good."
"I brought her scroll in for analysis. Here will probably tell us why she really did this."
Glynda pulls out Yang's scroll, which was taken earlier, right after the end of the fight. She puts it into a special machine that will slurp up all the data from it. It takes a while, though.
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"While we are waiting, I assume you have decided what to do with her?"
"Yes. It was a hard decision." The evidence needed for this is all around her, with many papers strewn about on the floor and empty coffee cups on his desk.
"And that is?!"
"I'm not expelling her."
Glynda does all she can to hide her extreme distaste at his decision, but her voice betrays her.
"Please, explain."
"This attempted murder of hers should be a good learning experience. Maybe with this failure, she will learn the folly of her ways. And this entire thing will all blow over. Expelling her will put a target on all of our backs, and our reputation will be stained. I can not let that happen."
"Are you insane? You think someone like Yang is capable of learning something like that?"
"Yes. If Jaune can learn how to be a proper huntsman despite all of the things happening to him, Yang can learn how to control her anger. I am not changing my decision on this."
"Alright then, how do you suppose she will learn?"
"Simple. She will be banned from all upcoming events, including the Dance. She will also have her gauntlets temporarily confiscated."
"What about Vytal?"
"We will review her progress a few days before it begins. She should be cooled down by then."
"...Fine. I trust your judgment." Glynda does not trust his judgment. She is able to hide that feeling now that she herself has cooled down. The last thing she wants to do, however, is let Yang go after Jaune again right off the bat. She can still defeat him just with her punches alone…
"That will be swell. Don't inform Yang of these developments quite yet. Sit down and relax, you deserve it after what has happened."
"I will take you up on that." And she relaxes.
In the closed room. Yang has essentially shut down. Parts of her mind are screaming at her to try to break out and go find a "punching bag" to hit. But this can not happen.
This room is the second-most reinforced room in the entire academy, right behind the secret vault that holds the relic. It would take an entire team of huntsmen to break out of this.
Left with no options, and no scroll to keep her entertained, all she can do is stew. And boy does she. Many thoughts run through her mind, about Jaune, about the fight, about team RWBY, about everything these past few days.
It's a long, long process. So long in fact that she still is not done when the door opens over two hours later.
"I have good news for you, Miss Xiao Long. You are not being expelled."
Glynda waits for relief to come across her face. But it remains static. This normally would not be of too much concern for her, but what makes this time different is the facial expression she has; eyes glued shut, hands curled up into fists so tightly they would be turning white under those bandages.
"However, I will have to take your gauntlets away for the time being. You have also been banned from future events, including the Beacon Dance. Consider yourself lucky."
She reaches her hand out for the gauntlets, whip in her other hand ready for the inevitable fight. But to Glynda's shock, there is none. Yang carefully takes them off and hands them to her.
"I hope this teaches you a lesson. You are free to go now."
Glynda leaves the room. But Yang stays in place, continuing to stew. Many minutes pass as she remains sitting in place, completely unmoving. After a long wait, she finally stands up, lets out a disgruntled sigh, and slowly walks out of the room.
A metaphorical sphere wades through the hallway, with the normally bombastic blonde right at the center. Her facial expressions scream "Don't talk to me", so no one makes an attempt. Everyone makes sure to steer clear, not wanting to become the second coming of Jaune. This makes the path easy, which after a long walk, finally terminates at the team RWBY door.
Luckily it remains unlocked.
"Hey sis ho-…"
RWB all look at each other with confused expressions on their faces. It must not have gone well in there. It gets even more confusing when Yang climbs into the bed and drags the covers over herself, vanishing under a mass of sheets.
"Yang, is there anything you want?" Blake attempts to get her out of her funk.
Nothing.
"Yang?!"
Still nothing.
"Answer me!"
A wall screams out in pain as Yang punches it. A clear imprint remains in the wall.
*zzzzzzzzz*
Blake sighs. Nothing is going right today.
"Please Yang, we want to help you!"
*mumble mumble*
"What?"
"You can't."
"Why not?"
"I have to solve this myself. I need a break from Remnant right now."
She then turns over in the bed and screams into her pillow. Not getting anymore out of her today.
They all remain silent for a while. After a few minutes another muffled scream radiates through the room.
"We can't let her stay like this. Ruby, what does she like?"
"Uh… hot guys?"
Everyone else stares at Ruby.
Not all the crack was gone quite yet...
"Uh…. That lemon cake! Yeah!"
"Good enough. Let's go!"
All three run out of the room to grab Yang some lemon cake.
"Can we have about 5 slices of lemon cake please?!"
The lunch person sighs and gets out some cake. What is it with this goddamn lemon cake?
"Here you go."
"Thanks!" Ruby runs back to the dorm with all 5 pieces. Weiss and Blake follow behind.
They rush through the door and set the cake down on the table next to Yang.
Another muffled scream comes from her pillow, before she grabs a piece of cake.
"...Success?"
Close enough.
But this one act of food does not solve the real problems afoot…
Jaune is STILL not gone yet. They have to think of a plan, with Yang or without.
But what to do now? Every plan that anyone has come up with has failed so far.
Clearly this will require a more coordinated effort…
With Yang… out of commission for the moment, Blake chooses to take the lead. But where to meet?!
Can't be in here, Yang has to recover.
Can't be in the NPR dorm, Nora.
Can't be in Coco's Dorm, Yatsuhashi will spill everything.
Rooftop Maybe? Blake almost goes through with that plan but remembers what Cardin did all that time ago. Not gonna risk reintroducing a variable not in the equation.
That leaves the outside of Beacon, and The Emerald Forest. Both are basically no risk. The Emerald Forest is far away from any potential prying eyes, and, with at least 4 excellent huntresses in the area, no Grimm can get in the way. The decision is made, and the text sent.
Everyone! We are meeting in the Emerald Forest at midnight. You know what it's going to be about. Show up.
I had no idea of this at the time, but getting the plot streamlined for the remaster I looked at the wiki, and realized that the Emerald Forest has cameras all inside it. This would completely torpedo the idea that they can meet there without being easily found out.
