Catra glared.
The eight teens were sat aboard the same transport as them, with little Red... Ruby, apparently... Still gushing over her. Catra was mostly glaring at the little red reaper with her giant scythe. She also felt Melog and heard them growling. The blonde just opposite her seat, however, seemed content to just look between her and the young red one. Oh. And Adora was trying to calm her down.
"Catra, I get that you're upset-" Adora started, rubbing the back of her neck
"Upset doesn't cover it, Adora. They broke the portal... Our only way home." She growled at her comrade, then looked to Snow-White, who seemed to actually be studying the behavior of the Horde Soldiers-turned-Heroes. Catra's, most of all, surprisingly. Daggers shot out of her eyes at the girl, who cocked her head to the right immediately upon noticing she was being observed, or, more accurately, angrily stared at by an angry cat lady with heterochromia. Catra squinted, then said "I'm seething. And I'm surprised you aren't, too..." And then she looked to the Hero's surprised face andsighed, pinching the bridge of her nose in annoyance "Then again, I probably shouldn't be. It's just like you to be buddy-buddy with everyone..."
"A-Alright, but maybe we should look at it another way?" Adora tried to remain positive, despite the stuttering. The icy, dagger-filled glare from Catra now focused on her, almost feeling like a belittling glare that Hordak would've given... Back when he was Evil Lord Hordak and not Entrapta's close friend Hordak. She chuckled awkwardly, twiddling her thumbs and working to answer the unasked question "The kids didn't attack us on sight?"
"... Really? That's the best you got to try and get me to see it 'another way'? Jeez, Adora." Catra's shoulders sagged.
The blonde dummy sighed, then said "Look, Catra. We can't be mad at them over the fact a giant monster bird and a giant scorpion that were threatening their lives happened to slam into the portal. You don't really think where these things go after you... Fill them full of magic?" She looked to the eight, all of whom exchanged looks of confusion. Then they all snorted and the blonde and red girls even started giggling. Adora quirked a brow at them "What's so funny?"
"Oh, nothing." Ruby giggled. She leaned toward the blonde, 'Yang', Catra now remembered, then whispered something that got a giggle out of her too. Catra blinked, staring at both of them. They both fell back into their seats, giggling still. Catra let out another sigh, then shot a tired look to Adora. 'You win... For now.', the look seemed to say. The blonde smirked proudly at her girlfriend, then elbowed her in the shoulder.
"Hey." The blonde took the girl's attention to her, smiling, not a proud smile, but a warm one. She spoke to Catra "C'mon. This could actually be a fun distraction until the others get here."
Catra pursed her lips, then chuckled, shaking her head "Alright, alright..." before her expression morphed into a wily, smug grin as she looked to Snow-White. The girl blinked, staring back. The catgirl could see the pit form in her stomach. She grunted "Ow!" as she felt Adora's elbow hit her shoulder. She looked to her and asked "What!?" before getting a disapproving shake of her head.
Adora then looked ahead and said "Like I said, excuse Catra, she's... Uh... Working on her anger."
"Oh, it's no problem." Ruby smiled, before tilting her head to Weiss.
"Yeah!" A ginger-haired girl... The one with the hammer... She was smiling broadly as she said "She gets cuter when she gets angry! As does her space kitten pet!"
Catra and Adora once again turned to each-other, with Catra now showing her right eyelid's incessant twitching. She inhaled deeply through her nose, put her hands together, then exhaled. She looked to the ginger with the hammer and growled "I'm not cute, hammer-girl... So, please, refrain from calling me that." with a strained facial expression similar to a smile, her chest feeling tight as she tried to be nice.
"Aww... Okay." She smiled, then she waved "Also, hi! I'm Nora!"
Catra rapidly blinked, then looked to Adora, who took her hands in her own to support her emotionally, and groaned in whisper "Oh, God, I think it's Entrapta all over again..."
And Adora couldn't help but snort. She locked eyes with Melog, who then approached them and rubbed its body on Catra's and Adora's legs. Combined with Adora's calming smile, that seemed to ease the tension in the Catgirl. The mischievous grin faded, replaced with calmness while the two pet the space creature. She looked to Snow-White again, then shrugged. Snow-White blinked, then nodded.
"Anyways..." Adora nodded. "We haven't caught your names yet, boys and girls..."
"Oh, right!" Ruby jumped. "Sorry! We were just... I was just..." She saw Catra questioningly raise her brows at her, her threatening gaze slowly returning instead of what little calm she had before. She chuckled awkwardly, before proclaiming like a young kid would "Ya know, nevermind, girls! I'm Ruby Rose! Huntress-in-training! The blonde brawler beside me is my big sis, Yang Xiao-Long!"
"Wassup! Nice to meet'cha both." She gave a mock salute, smirking at Catra.
"And beside us are... Apparently, our partners." She peeked over to Snow-White and the girl in black, who both looked to Adora and Catra, the former still suspicious, while the latter seemed intrigued by Catra's appearance. Black-haired girl raised her open hand in a sign of friendship, then she spoke, her voice smooth as Bright Moon velvet cake made by the castle's head baker...
"Blake, Blake Belladonna... Nice to meet you, Adora, Catra." She gave a semi-smug, mysterious smile, before her eyes turned back to the book that the two Etherians now noticed she was reading from. Huh, to think they missed a small detail like that because of the whole excitement of being found, the loss of the portal and everything. Catra almost disliked the idea that she was so stupid as to miss something as simple as a book, or the twitch of the girl's bow-wait wha?
Catra blinked, then rubbed her eyes and blinked again, trying to clear confusion from a piling set of questions in her brain. She focused on the bow that Blake was wearing. Yet, no twitch. Catra must've been going nuts. It was probably the lack of sleep, or the portal having drained them of energy when they flew through it, or... Ugh, she didn't know. She needed sleep now.
"And I am Weiss Schnee." Weiss said almost too pompously for Adora and Catra's liking. she eyed them both, then said "It's strange to meet you in the middle of ruins like those in the Emerald Forest."
"... Uh-huh..." Adora hummed, then leaned close to Catra and whispered "Why does she remind me of Frosta?"
"A slightly bitchier version, for sure." Catra quipped, grinning. She looked to Weiss, then said "Hey, Snow-White, what's with the stuck-up Princess act? Got a pole up your ass?" trying once more to get a rise out of someone.
"How dare-" Weiss glared, but was stopped by Blake. The black-haired girl looked to Weiss, shaking her head, then she turned to Catra and gave a cocky half-smile. One that garnered a chuckle out of Adora as she wrapped her arm around Catra's shoulders.
"She likes you." Whispered the blonde.
Catra turned to her girlfriend and smiled mischievously "Too bad I'm taken, dummy. By a blonde who doesn't know when to quit." before she leaned in, rubbing her head on Adora's cheek and face and purring. That got a laugh out of everyone aboard but Weiss, Blake and the ninja-looking, green-wearing boy on the right. Adora blushed, then felt Melog nuzzle her hand. A muffled giggle escaped her mouth as she let Catra do her thing.
"... Why is this strangely cute?" The blonde boy whispered from next to the amazon in bronze armor. The girl looked with a half-smile at him, before she saw all color drain from his face. She followed his gaze and saw it was Catra that was glaring at him, still going on and rubbing her head on Adora's face with an incessant, adorable purr. The redhead amazon decided against saying something for now.
An annoyed, sad noise escaped Adora's mouth as Catra backed off, a smug, prideful look on her face, alongside a healthy blush. She then looked to the blonde and his other three friends, Nora the Hammer-Wielding Ginger included and said "What about you four? You still haven't told us your names." before she leaned back, one leg over the other and trying to relax.
"Oh, right..." The blonde boy yelped "I'm Jaune! Jaune Arc! Hi. These beside me are Pyrrha Nikos..."
"Hello!" Pyrrha greeted the trio of Etherians cheerfully with a handwave "And sorry for... Destroying your way home. We didn't expect the ruins to be inhabited."
"No problem, Pyrrha. We didn't exactly live there." Adora shrugged, crossing her arms and leaning into her seat. She was awfully polite for someone they just met. Maybe it's just how she made friends?
"Hi! I'm Nora!" Nora waved again, a mirthful smile on her face. "Your pet's cute! Can I hug it?"
"... Uh... Later?" Adora looked to Catra, who subtly, but rapidly shook her head. Adora nodded, then said "Yeah, later." and Catra's ears and shoulders sagged upon hearing the answer. So did Melog's, actually, but it was more vocal than Catra about it, letting out a muffled whimper as it hid between Adora and Catra's legs, leaning on its belly and looking at the kids.
"Cool!" Nora's eyes shined, before she turned to the calm boy in the seat next to her and said "This is Ren! He's my partner!"
"Hello, Ren." Adora waved, smiling.
Ren bowed his head and spoke with"Greetings, Adora, Catra. A pleasure to meet you both."
Catra raised a brow at Ren. She looked to Adora, then tilted her head toward Ren and her blonde answered with a roll of the eyes and a smile. Yes, Ren was a chill guy, it seemed. Awfully chill for someone who just fought giant monsters and got his ass thrown into a wall hard enough to break every bone in his back. He was still walking normally, though, so something was going on.
"Well, it's nice to meet all of you and I'm glad we didn't wind up killing eachother." She cast a sideways glance and smirked at Catra, who grinned a toothy grin, baring her fangs. The blonde then looked forward and asked "Where exactly are we headed, anyways?" just as her answer came into view on the right. She looked over to Catra, who went from her smug, overconfident self to what looked like childlike joy bundled up in utter, total confusion. Melog, too, looked like a fish out of water, so Adora decided to follow their gazes to see what they were looking at.
... Oh, sweet First Ones of Etheria, what...?
The massive, city-like compound ahead of them looked like a gigantic castle from old fairytales. A building as tall as the sky with the face of a clock at the top and an emerald light shining brightly, like a beacon in the wild, constituted the center of this massive campus. Beside it were several shorter buildings that looked like habitation blocks. Their design was, however, more intricate on the outside than the standard hab-block you'd find in major cities, or even in the old Fright Zone. They looked exactly like the walls of a castle. Aside from that, a large, cathedral-like building resided on the far right and paved stone roadways connected multiple circular areas with benches and artpieces to the main part of the place, with a massive statue sat in the center of a garden, surrounded by twisting arches of a beauty as-of-yet unimaginable. The statue showed a hooded woman and a hooded man standing tall, weapons drawn, above a lanky, wolf-like monster which stood at twice the height of a normal human on its hind legs.
"Woah..." Adora's big dumb grin was not one she could hide, even if she wanted to. She pulled Catra forward and yelled "LOOK! This place is beautiful!"
Catra looked to the kids, pointed down at the place and asked "Do... Do you guys live there?" and, upon seeing only joyous smiles from the eight teens, she, too, looked down at the place with awe. This place was a school. One where kids were being trained to fight these monsters, to one day become heroes like those of old legends and stories. And it looked the part of a highly-prestigious school meant to train kids in the art of war.
... It sure looked a hell of a lot more welcoming than The Fright Zone, Catra thought, a catty smile on her face.
She caught glimpse of a blonde figure with a cape, strange clothing and a riding crop standing on the landing pad they were going to. She elbowed Adora, then pointed down at the blonde and whispered "Just how many blondes does this place have?" as the aircraft's engines whirred, roared and vectored. The aircraft touched down on the pad and the kids soon began to disembark.
Adora, Catra and Melog were among the first off the aircraft, going to follow the kids, before the blonde woman, who looked to be in her thirties, stopped them. She looked to the teens and said "Run along, children. I'll join you in the amphitheater as soon as I deliver these ladies and their pet to the headmaster's office." before turning to the three and saying "Please, follow me." in a tone more demanding than requesting.
The girls looked to each-other, then nodded. Melog meowed its approval too. So, they didn't oppose. Maybe they'd get some answers from the headmaster of this place, all three figured. So they followed the woman silently along through the massive courtyard of the facility, to the massive tower in the center. It was bigger close-up. Way bigger than they expected, of course.
"Uh... Hey, miss?" Adora started. Catra wanted to stop her, but she knew it'd be too late to stop her now.
"Mm?" The woman's emerald eyes met Adora's. They were calm, easy, friendly, but stern. "What is it, young lady?"
"Uh..." Adora froze, then started to mumble, suddenly finding the floor fairly interesting. Catra hummed, seeing Adora like that for the first time. It looked more like an embarrassed child facing her mother than a face of 'I'm into older women', the catgirl soon realized. She sidestepped, pushing herself into Adora and getting her out of that stupor, before grinning.
"What my friend meant to say, miss, is 'what's your name?' I'm Catra and she's my dumb blonde, Adora, by the way." She teased, slightly defensive of her girlfriend, but with that old smug cat grin of hers. She definitely got a rise out of Adora in the form of a blush and the fact that Adora did shove her back with a whine. The woman, meanwhile welcomed the look of the heterochromia cat with confusion and a light snort.
"My name is Glynda Goodwitch. I'm headmaster Ozpin's assistant, ladies." She offered.
"Goodwitch, huh?" Catra's grin widened. "Well, I can work with that."
"Catra, no." Adora cocked her head to her catty girl, while Goodwitch squinted at her.
The kitten laughed, backing off from the joke "Oh, come on, Adora. What do you take me for?"
"... You." Adora responded bluntly. Catra paused for a moment, staring with wide eyes at Adora, before she burst out laughing again, grabbing onto her gut and falling onto her knees. The girl nudged Adora's leg with an elbow as she kept on laughing, while the blonde girl picked her up off the floor, dusted her off and looked to Glynda with an apologetic face.
"Right..." Glynda sighed, pinching the brow of her nose. "Follow me."
The two girls were led through the main hall and reception of the tower, to a set of elevators. Entering the car that was already there, they soon saw Glynda press a button for the top floor. A silent elevator trip up, disregarding Catra's giggling, got them to a massive room with a glass ceiling, a floor of glass encased in reinforced metals through which they could see the cogs of the clocktower working, a giant library on the right and a desk made of glass, cogs and steel just by the window that was also the clock face. The seat at the desk was empty, for the time being.
"Please." Glynda motioned to the library "Make yourselves comfortable while I and the headmaster deal with the last bits of the Initiation... Then, we may talk."
Catra grinned, then said "Thanks, prof." before pouncing toward the chairs located near the library. Glynda looked to Adora with a pleading face.
And Adora sighed, embarrassment written on the weak smile she gave Glynda "Sorry... I'll make sure she doesn't break anything."
"Thank you." Glynda nodded, before taking off with the elevator. Adora exhaled, feeling the massive amount of stress she had tied up in her suddenly depart. She'd been so tense the muscles in her back burned from the upright posture she tried to maintain. She looked to Catra, to see her leaned back on one of the chairs, munching on... Oh, my God...
Adora smirked "Hey, Catra?"
"Ye?" She asked, her fangs connecting with the strange apple in her hand, from the bowl of fruits
"... That's wax fruit." Her blonde giggled as she saw Catra freak the hell out, starting to spit bits and pieces of the apple on the floor. She threw it back in the bowl, then growled, leaning her chin in her hands. Adora couldn't say she was angry or anything, just a little pissed, going by the fact she was pouting and growling something. Melog meowed to the Catgirl, but got no response.
"Let me try, Melog." Adora smiled, approaching the kitten. She took a knee next to Catra, leaned her head onto the girl's, then started petting her. "Hey, Catra."
"Mm?" The pouty kitten's eyes met Adora's.
"Remember when we talked about this being a break?" She quipped, wrapping her arms around Catra.
"Mhm...?" Pouty-Pouts answered, hiding her mouth between her knees. She felt a shiver shoot up her spine as Adora played with one of her ears. Her tail also started to wag. Adora grinned at the reaction, since she knew what buttons, both physical and emotional, to press. They'd been friends since childhood, for Etheria's sake. And she only found more ways to calm Catra down in this whole year they were together.
"Well? Looks to me like this place has itself handled, what with the war kids we just met, sooo..." She placed her forehead against Catra's, smiling "We can chill and probably relax for a while, until the others come to get us." and she rubbed just the tip of Catra's ear. A visible shiver coursed through the kitten as she did that, so she kept on pressing the advantage, leaning in and whispering in her ear "That sound good?"
"Mmmhmmm...?" Catra murmured with a smile and a long, drawn-out purr, then she looked to the elevator and her eyes became the size of saucers as she poked her girl, her voice cracking "Uh, Adora?"
"What's up, Pouty-Pouts? Finally got you to talk?" Adora grinned, leaning in "Knew this'd work. I can read you like a book."
"Adora... Behind you..." Catra whimpered. Her cheeks were on fire... And as Adora turned to meet their newcomers, her entire face felt like it burned red-hot. She winced, then yelped and hid behind Catra's chair, unable to meet the gaze of the man in an elegant green suit, with a very intricate cane, greying hair and the looks of a 20-year-old. He smiled, before taking a sip from the cup that had a coat of arms on it, that was also in his free hand.
"Glynda, you didn't tell me our guests would be so... Rowdy." He spoke, his voice buttery-smooth. "Greetings, ladies... I hope we're not interrupting anything import-"
"NNNOPE! EVERYTHING'S FINE, HAHAHAHA..." Adora jumped on the defensive too, trying to suppress the furious blush as a horridly distorted fake laugh escaped her mouth. Catra looked to her girlfriend. The catgirl face-palmed, standing up and rubbing her arm in embarrassment. She avoided eye contact with everyone, except Adora and a pink-shining Melog. Wait, pink?
"I..." Glynda winced. "Sorry, Ozpin."
"Oh, no need, miss Goodwitch. It's good to see that our guests are healthy." He smiled, then offered "Hot chocolate, or coffee?"
"Hot chocolate, please!" Adora and Catra said at the same time, stumbling over each-other to get to the chairs next to the desk. They sat themselves down, stiff as boards, before two cups similar to the one in the Headmaster's hand appear in front of them. A pot meant for brewing different beverages, like tea and hot chocolate, appeared in front of them, floating, lifted up by a lilac magical aura.
The girls went bug-eyed at the sight, following the trail of magic to miss Goodwitch...
"... Oh, my God! You have MAGIC!" Adora went from adorably embarrassed to adorably nerdy in the span of a second. Catra loved how quickly she could change moods, but NOW WAS NOT THE TIME!
"Uh?" Glynda raised a brow "No... It's..." And she saw Ozpin staring at the two girls with confusion. She said nothing, watching as the girl's smile grew wider, deep blue eyes shimmering with childlike joy.
"You girls do know Magic is a fairytale, do you not?" The Headmaster seemed unconvinced in his own words for a moment, his grip seemingly tightening on his cup.
"Nope. Where we come from, there's lots, actually." Adora smiled.
"... Where you come from? Are you not from Remnant, young lady?" Glynda approached the desk, pushing the glasses she wore further up. She and Ozpin exchanged looks of concern.
"Actually, no." Catra joined in. "We're from a place called Etheria."
Ozpin blinked in confusion once, but held his poker face. "I see... So... You're our first Extra-Remnant contact, then?"
"I guess we are, old man." Catra leaned forward "Why'd you outright deny magic right there?"
"Catra!" Adora glared at her again.
"No, Adora, this isn't the time to play nice." She locked eyes with Ozpin "Ozpin, was it? Listen, we ain't from this place, whatever it is. You called it Remnant, right? Well, we come from a world named Etheria, where there's magic and it acts exactly like your friend's powers. At least in some people. So..." She leaned onto her hands, poking her head over the desk "Mind telling us?"
"... It's..." Ozpin sighed deeply. "It is a long story. Do you understand?"
Catra's catty smirk took form again "I do... And we got some time to kill."
Glynda placed a hand on Ozpin's shoulder, then spoke "Headmaster, you can't seriously be thinking of telling them! They just arrived!"
"They are fairly perceptive, Glynda. There's nothing that slips them." He smiled at his aide with hidden mischief in his eyes. She recognized that gaze, then looked with wide eyes for a moment. With a hum and a hidden grin, Glynda stepped back and nodded, while Ozpin turned to the girls. Catra grinned. And Ozpin began "Ladies, you are on a world where we wield a power that you may consider magical in some sense... It is called Aura."
"Aura?" Adora's brow quirked up.
Ozpin kept the smile up, interlacing his fingers and leaning his hands on his desk as he spoke "Indeed. You see, we developed this ability because we required an advantage to survive our ancient enemy. Those creatures that attacked teams RWBY and JNPR in the Emerald Forest were them. The Creatures of Grimm. Aura itself is almost magical in property to the untrained eye... It is the power of one's Soul."
"... Wait, wha" The trio looked confusedly at Ozpin, who smiled.
"Your reactions are understandable. These powers have protected mankind across the millennia from when we first emerged from our cave dwellings to now. I am a man tasked with training the generations of warriors and protectors who fight these monsters for mankind and our friends, the Faunus, into utilizing every available advantage to battle the Grimm. That includes our Aura, which manifests itself as a shield to protect us from harm and heal minor injuries." Ozpin offered a shrewd response in Glynda's eyes... A half-truth.
"... Huh." Adora looked to Catra, then looked to Oz. And the big dumb smile was back "That sounds cool!"
Catra looked to Adora with confusion, then snorted and smiled too "You know what, this time I agree. Soul Shields and powers does sound kind of cool."
"I'm happy you consider our powers... 'Cool'... Miss Adora, miss Catra. And forgive me, I've yet to introduce myself, even though you know my name. It is impolite... I am professor Ozpin, headmaster of Beacon. One of the four Huntsman academies training the future generation of protectors, right here, in the Kingdom of Vale." He smiled and extended his hand. Adora shook it, smirking and Catra followed suit, with Melog licking Oz's hand.
"Your pet is cute... What's its name?" Ozpin asked.
"Oh, this? This is Melog." Catra smirked. "They're one of my best buds."
"They imprinted on Catra in one of our adventures." Adora leaned forward. "Anyways, a couple more questions, headmaster. Well, a question and a request..."
"Of course." Ozpin nodded.
"Well... I must ask first of all, what's the Kingdom of Vale?" She inquired.
Ozpin answered simply and to the point "One of the four major players in Remnant geopolitics and the country you find yourself in today. You can peruse our library if you wish to learn more about our world, ladies."
"Oh, yeah! Thanks! And that segues into the request..." Adora chuckled awkwardly, rubbing the back of her neck. "We need a place to stay, because your kids may've kind of shot a giant Grimm bird into the portal that led back home and now we gotta wait here for our friends to get to us, so... Would it be cool if we hung out around Beacon for a while?"
Ozpin hummed, then smiled. This was too easy. He looked to Glynda, who was already pulling up info on a strange datapad-device. A holographic one, Adora noted. Huh, Entrapta would've loved that. Ozpin, of course, hummed "Well, ladies, only the alumni and staff of Beacon may stay on campus. And since our classes for this year are filled and the teams are already formed, I'm afraid we cannot get you in as students."
"Oh..." Adora sighed, then she realized "Wait! Catra!"
"What? What is it?" She looked to Adora, confused. Adora's eyes glimmered and she beamed.
"We can teach kids our old combat and survival techniques!" She shrieked, with Catra unsure how to answer to that. She looked to Ozpin, who was still smiling as he shrugged. Catra rolled her eyes and swore to herself, if something was gonna get the mighty Adora, the She-Ra of Etheria, killed, it would be the childlike joy she accepted crazy jobs with.
Heh... And Catra would be right beside to make sure that didn't happen. Not only would Glimmer, Bow and the others never forgive her for that, but she would hate herself for it. So, her wily cat grin returned as she spoke "Dibs on combat drills! Gonna get those kids whipped into proper shape like our Drill Instructors whipped us! Just... Not gonna pull a freaking Shadow Weaver." And she shuddered
"Aw, yeah!" Adora pumped a fist up in the sky, smiling brightly, while Catra giggled when Adora wrapped an arm around her neck. Once Adora calmed down, she felt her retinas burned. She blinked away the whiteness, then looked to see Glynda had used the table to... Take pictures of her and Catra?
"Welcome to Beacon, ladies. The school year begins tomorrow. Be ready to receive your students. And learn from them as much as they will learn from you." He offered a hand. Both girls gripped and shook firmly, with Catra still giving Oz a nasty look, but more relaxed than before. The two stood up, then walked toward the elevator. He coughed, then said "Ladies... Names?"
"You already know them?" Adora chuckled awkwardly.
"We mean last names, ladies." Glynda returned.
"Oh." Adora sighed , then thought, "Spinner?"
"What, like Light Spinner, Shadow Weaver's name?" Catra whispered "You crazy?!"
"C'mon... It's a decent way to remember who she was before the Horde." Adora shrugged. "And she... You know..."
Catra sighed, turning and wiping away a tear before going for the elevator... "Fine. Let's go."
"Uh. Miss? Your name?" Glynda started.
Catra huffed, then looked to Glynda and said "It's Catra. I already told you."
"No, we get that, but your last name?" Ozpin smiled. Adora looked to a horrified Catra and a vile thought crossed her mind.
She nudged Catra's shoulder and mocked "Yeah, Catra! C'mon, why don't you tell them your last name, hmmmmmm~?" as payback for all those old times of jokes and quips and laughs at her own expense.
Catra's eye twitched as something finally snapped. She turned to Adora and cried "THAT'S IT, YOU BITCH, C'MERE!" and she pounced her. Adora started laughing loudly as an angry Catra didn't use her claws, instead utilizing her fingers to 'claw' at Adora, pretty much tickling the everloving hell out of her. The two did this, rolling all the way to the elevator, with Melog following in behind.
Glynda sighed, rubbing her temples to soothe the pain "Ozpin... What did we just do?"
"Gained two new colleagues, Glynda. Ones that may be able to help us." He mused, his face now serious.
Glynda murmured "They're children, just like our students..."
"Young minds to work with and train young minds." Ozpin nodded "And ones we can use, perhaps. Bring me the third book from the left, fifth shelf up, please." and within moments, he had the old book on the desk. He blew the dust off of it, before looking at the title. He thought he'd never see the day that They talked about when They first re-awoke him. The day she would come back to help.
Valeian Heroes of Old, Volume 1:The Princess and The Sword