WE ARE BACK!

The first thing Hazel noticed after stabbing his own thighs with a couple of Dust crystals was the feeling of wrongness.

And no, it was not the feeling of his blood dripping down his flesh. He was used to that feeling.

No, what was wrong was that he felt heavy and his Aura was crackling trying to stop a dagger from digging into his neck.

"Ha! Frozen in fear in front of my Semblance are you?!" A voice called out from behind his ear.

Ah, so that's what it was. A man jumped on his back while he was focused on Raven Branwen.

"I call it Notice-Me-Not, you know?! You didn't even see me coming!"

Stealth Semblance, that answers how he snuck up on Hazel at least.

"Stop fooling around, Shay!" Raven Branwen, muffled by her mask, shouted from across him.

Hazel could only grunt however as the man called Shay wrapped his hands around Hazel's neck in a chokehold. It was a valid move, Hazel will admit it. Shay could not pierce Hazel's Aura so he decided to try and choke him out. The keyword there however was try.

"Relax, boss. He can't even do anything!" Shay tightened his hold on Hazel's neck. "See-hmpgrk!"

Having enough of the farce, Hazel raised a hand and grabbed Shay's head beside his.

He felt his hand come into contact with hair and flesh, he squeezed.

Shay D. Mann only had one second to shout through Hazel's hand with wide eyes before a burst of electricity travelled from the Dust crystals in Hazel's thighs.

Blood squirted out of the mangled face into Hazel's cheek just as he heard a young female voice shout out.

"SHAY!"

It was too late. Shay D. Mann had his head fried before being crushed into paste as his Aura flickered into nonexistence.

"Calm yourself, Vernal. Close your eyes if you have to." Raven's cold voice rang out and the young woman closed her eyes just as thunder boomed and the clouds above them swirled.

It might just be a coincidence but if it was not?

Well then, at least this endeavor was fruitful.

Hazel sighed at that while shrugging the dead body off of his shoulders.

It had been months since he encountered the Branwen Tribe. What was supposed to be just a quick visit turned into months of guerilla warfare when he started getting threats every time he got close to them.

Eventually however, he did manage to kill most of the Branwen Tribe.

All that was left now was a small group of survivors he could not reach no matter what he did.

Until now.

He stepped forward and thunder boomed above him again even as the remnants of the Branwen Tribe brandished their weapons towards him.

In response, Hazel only cracked his neck before charging forward.

The Younger

"Winner, Jaune Arc!"

Jaune breathed heavily as Professor Goodwitch called the match. It was a hard fight but at the end of it all, he was watching with wide eyes as Cardin and Sky groaned on the ground in front of him.

It was the first time he managed to beat two people at the same time so perhaps he would be forgiven for his overreaction.

Before he even knew it, he was already raising Crocea Mors high into the air with a resounding whoop.

"Hell, yeah!" He celebrated getting laughs and giggles from both Pyrrha and Ruby as he turned towards his friends.

"Way to go, fearless leader!" Nora shouted back as the rest of his friends began to clap in acknowledgement.

Only Professor Goodwitch however only stopped them from celebrating him.

"Ahem." She cleared her throat, making Jaune stiffen as he slowly turned towards her. "Mr. Arc, I would advise you not to gloat and that you remain gracious in victory lest you want someone to humiliate you in the long run." She finished with a raised eyebrow that made Jaune blush embarrassedly.

Before he could even reply however, another voice cuts through with a light laugh.

"Come on, Glynda, give the kid a break. It's his first time winning against multiple opponents." His older self said with a disarming smile.

It was true. Bar his own team and Team RWBY, Jaune won more often than not against anyone else when it came to one versus ones. He didn't realize the implications of this until he got pitted against multiple opponents who brutally beat his ass for revenge.

It turns out, people who have been training for years would have some bitterness against someone who faked their transcripts to get into Beacon and suddenly...just got better than them.

Still, months of sparring and fighting together have allowed Jaune to prove himself to his peers. Only Cardin and his cronies remained reluctant to accept him.

Professor Goodwitch's voice however snapped him out of his thoughts.

"Please, Professor Arc, how many times do I have to tell you it is Professor Goodwitch during work hours?" She asked, sighing while rubbing her forehead, though the small smile on her face belies her fondness for his older self.

Which, by the way, was still crazy to think about. Who knew Beacon Academy's famed disciplinarian would be sweet on his older self?

Case in point, his older self making her blush.

"Sorry, Professor Goodwitch. I promise to call you that more often from now on." Professor Arc smiled cheekily, eliciting a blush from Professor Goodwitch who needed to fake a cough to hide her embarrassment.

"O-Only during work hours, of course." She answered, which just makes their private life sound more salacious, of course.

Gods, that thought just felt weird.

It was like seeing one of his sisters flirt with their boyfriend, or girlfriend/wife in Saphron's case.

With that thought, Jaune just had to fake a cough to remind his older self and his possible/maybe romantic partner that they weren't alone just yet and this was not the time to gather attention to their private lives.

"Ahem, can we go now?"

Professor Goodwitch jolted at that before snapping towards him with wide eyes.

"O-Oh yes of course, Mr. Arc. Congratulations on your win by the way." She stuttered before finally gathering herself and looking towards Cardin who was still grumbling at his defeat. "Team CRDL, please make sure your leader and team member gets checked out in the Infirmary."

The rest of Team CRDL nodded at that before rushing towards the stage to escort Cardin and Sky out of the Combat Arena.

Jaune just about managed to step off of the arena himself when Professor Goodwitch's voice called out again.

"With that said, we will dismiss you all early for the rest of the afternoon as Vacuo's delegates will start to arrive for the Vytal Festival. We will need to prepare for their arrival and accommodations."

Cheers were already resounding out from the rest of his class but even as they rejoiced, Jaune kept his eyes on his older self.

As expected, blue eyes narrowed at the mention of the Vytal Festival.

It has been months since his older self came to the past and naturally, Jaune has had a lot of time to talk him but more than that, he has had a lot of time to accumulate his memories.

While he didn't perfectly recall everything, only seeing vague outlines of people he didn't know or foggy recollections of previous events, context gathered from clues during their conversations has him realizing a few things.

One was that something bad happens during the Vytal Festival. His older self's stare hardened just a bit when it came to conversations about the tournament and who their opponents were going to be.

Two was that Team RWBY seemed to be centrally involved in things. Fond recollections and exasperated sighs always followed sad smiles when talking about them.

Whatever those things they were involvled in just were, Jaune didn't know quite yet.

But seeing his older self's gaze flicker towards their cheerful forms has Jaune realizing that perhaps one of those things they were involved was going to happen quite soon.

Before he could even think further on it however, Pyrrha's voice cuts through his thoughts once again.

"Jaune! Over here!" She waved her hand with a bright smile on her face and Jaune couldn't help but have his worries melt away.

He smiled back as he saw the rest of his team wave him on with her.

"Come on, fearless leader! Let's go celebrate your victory!" Nora whooped as Ren nodded with a smile beside her.

He laughed as he approached them, getting a hard congratulatory pat from Nora as he did so.

"Well done, Jaune." Pyrrha nodded at him approvingly and Jaune's body couldn't help but heat up at her intense stare.

"T-Thanks, guys." He stuttered, his gaze drifting away from Pyrrha's as the fire in them seemed to overwhelm him.

How could they not? Part of their training was rewarding him when he did a good job. And today, he did a really good job.

He both anticipated and feared what kimd of reward Pyrrha had for him tonight.

His only warning not to think on it more right now however was a single rose petal floating in the air.

"Way to go, Jaune!" Ruby called out, rushing to give him a quick hug from the side.

Looking at her direction, he sees petals flying in the air as she crashed into him.

"Oomph. Thanks, Ruby." He smiled down at her, ruffling her hair and making her poke her tongue at him before rushing back.

Her team gave them congratulations of their own with Yang going so far to wink at him.

"Good job, VB, a few more of those and you would really be Vomit Man."

"You really aren't gonna let that down, huh?" Jaune groaned loudly but Yang only grinned at him.

"Nope." She answered, popping the p sound the way she and Ruby loved to do it.

"Well done, Jaune. You did well." Blake chuckled, elbowing her partner lightly in the process as she smiled at him.

The friendship he struck up with Blake was perhaps one of the most surprising things to happen during the first months they have been here. Nobody expected the quiet cool girl to be receptive to being friends with a forky person like him.

When he asked his older self about it however, he was only pleasantly surprised for a moment before realization struck him. Still, what he said to Jaune about it was just as confusing and vague as ever whenever they talked about future.

"She probably realized that you would accept her for who she is based from my stories. Pyrrha, my Pyrrha, says that that should make it easier for her to make friends with you."

"Yeah, I get that, but why would she think I wouldn't accept her?"

"That's for her to share at her own time and for all of you to find out."

Jaune frowned at that but shrugged. Hey, the more friends, the better.

And so he smiled back at Blake.

"Thanks, Blake."

"No problem, Jaune."

With almost all of Team RWBY congratulating him, all eyes fell on the one who didn't yet.

Weiss Schnee raised an eyebrow at the attention before casually rolling her eyes at all of them.

"I suppose congratulations are in order, Arc. So there, congratulations." Weiss sighed as Jaune rubbed the back of his head uncomfortably.

His relationship with Weiss was perhaps a bit stranger than he had with most of his friends. After all, they all remember his crush on her and how he tried to flirt with her during the start of the year. He wasn't doing any of that now of course but that stuff stayed with them and was a bit of a taint to their friendship, though going by his older self's words, he was already doing better.

Case in point, Ruby needling Weiss about her words to him.

"Awww, don't mind my partner here, Jaune. She just doesn't know how to congratulate you without feeling awkward."

"S-Shut it, you dolt! I-I am not feeling awkward!" Weiss flushed at that as Jaune laughed lightly, perhaps Weiss really was just a member of the socially awkward club like he and Ruby was. That probably explains how Ruby was so easily able to piece her partner's icy facade.

As for Jaune, well, he was content with just being friends with Weiss now, after all, his affections lied elsewhere.

His eyes flicked to the side to look with Pyrrha's beautiful green eyes. Months of spending time together and multiple nights of making out would naturally draw him towards her. While their relationship wasn't quite official just yet, Jaune could confidently say he cared for her.

She raised an eyebrow at him however and Jaune winced just as she crossed her arms but the light smile on her face told her she was more amused about his interactions with Weiss instead of feeling jealous.

"Come on, guys! Let's get to Vale and celebrate Jaune-Jaune's win! It's not every day you get to beat more than one person at the same time!" Nora shouted, slamming into him with such force that he collided with Ruby beside him.

They grunted but laughed at it all as their friends pulled them back up.

"That's right! Come on, guys! It's not everyday we get dismissed early!" Ruby yelled, trying to pull them all along by their lonesome.

Jaune however pulled back. "You guys go on first. I still need to change out of my armor."

And talk to his older self but he left that unsaid as he pulled away.

Pyrrha looked at him strangely for that but Jaune only nodded at her with a smile before separating them.

"I'll see you all later!" He waved, getting waves back from them in return.

He headed to the lockers beside the Combat Arena, content to take a quick shower after a hard fight before changing his clothes.

It only took a few minutes before he was rushing outside to head towards his older self's office. Before he could even get far however, he slid to a stop just past the door to the Combat Arena.

Backtracking a bit, he looked on to see his older self hunching over the teacher's desk positioned beside the arena.

"Uhm...what are you doing?" Jaune asked, slowly walking inside before freezing as the Rusted Knight snapped towards him with wide eyes.

"N-Nothing! What are you doing here?!" Professor Arc asked breathlessly, making Jaune blink at his reaction.

"I...uhm...came to find you."

"O-Oh? What for?" Professor Arc breathed deeply as Jaune tilted his head at him.

"Uhm...are you okay? Where's Professor Goodwitch anyway? I didn't think she wpuld leave you here alone."

"Hm? Y-Yeah, I'm fine. Glynda's somewhere." His older self answered nervously before shaking his head and narrowing his eyes at Jaune. "Why were you looking for me anyway?"

"Oh... I uhm...wanted to ask you about the Vytal Festival." Jaune reeled back before blurting out the reason why he was looking for his older self in the first place.

Professor Arc only groaned loudly at that, his chest heaving as he pursed his lips at Jaune.

"This again? Give it up, mini-me. I am not giving you any advantage against your opponents. Not only would it be unfair but we don't even know if you'll face the same opponents." Professor Arc pointed a finger at Jaune but he only scowled at that.

"No, it's not about that. It's about what led up to it."

His older self narrowed his eyes at that.

"What about it? It came and it went."

Jaune however only looked flatly at him for that.

"You do realize I have your memories, don't you?"

"If you do have them then you already know what will happen. Why are you asking me?"

Jaune threw his hands up exasperatedly. Was this how it felt like to argue with him? If so, he apologize to every single member of his family he argued with.

"Oh, come on! You know its like watching through a curtain with a heavy filter on. I barely see any details and the context is almost always lost! Like, I know something bad happens in the Vytal Festival but I don't know how it got to that point! I want to know how to stop it not just watch it come to pass." Jaune ranted, his brows furrowing as he slammed his hands on the table his older self was leaning on.

He must have taken him by surprise with his anger because the Rusted Knight's eyes widened as Jaune felt his knees slam into the table. The Rusted Knight however, eventually on gritted his teeth and glared at Jaune.

"Don't you think I'm already on top of these things? If I wanted to involve you then I would have told you. You already know too much for comfort."

"Yeah, yeah, I know. Grimm queens, immortal wizards, Maidens, and Relics." Jaune sighed resignedly, his anger leaving him before he pouted at his older self petulantly. "Besides, I don't see you doing anything to change things."

"How would you know? You don't know what I do in my private time." Professor Arc asked, getting Jaune to raise an eyebrow at him.

"I know you spend some time with Professor Goodwitch, which is crazy by the way, but other than that, I don't actually see you doing anything else."

Professor Arc stiffened at that, his jaw working up and down before looking back up at Jaune. "You know I spend time with Glynda?"

"That's what you get from this?" Jaune said as he shook his head in confusion.

Professor Arc however only sighed at that. "Look, the reason you aren't seeing me doing anything is because I am not letting you. Contrary to what you think, I am doing quite a lot."

Jaune's eyes widened as white transparent wings the size of his torso grew on his older self's back.

"Ok, woah."

"Yeah, while you guys have been training. I've also been doing my own preparations." His older self added proudly, grunting before he broke his concentration and his wings disintegrated. "It's still pretty hard to keep them on while in a fight but it would let me travel faster."

"Okay, as cool as that is, that still doesn't tell me anything on how you plan on stopping the bad things from happening." Jaune shook his head but Professor Arc only rolled his eyes at that.

"By fighting the bad guys of course, why do you think we've all been training so hard? While I'm the one who would face the bad guys first, you would be ready for anyone who slips through."

See, Jaune got that. It was a lot better than his older self's plan of keeping them completely in the dark but Jaune wasn't satisfied with just knowing someone was coming for them.

"And who are the bad guys?" He asked slowly, getting his older self to snort at him.

"You really aren't going to let this go, are you?"

Jaune grinned as he saw Professor Arc smile wryly at him.

"Nope."

He popped the p-sound just the way Ruby loved to do it and got a laugh out of his older self for that.

"Fine, fine. I'd like to tell you not to worry about it but knowing myself, I would absolutely worry about it." Professor Arc smiled at him before his eyes turned sad for a bit. "The Vytal Festival...everything changed after it but before it...well, even before the festival itself things were already eventful."

"What do you mean?" Jaune asked, getting his older self to huff at him before shaking his head.

"A lot of things happened before the festival itself and almost always, Team RWBY was involved."

"Is one of those things going to happen soon?" Jaune asked worried but his eyes widened when he saw Professor Arc shrug.

"Probably."

Seeing Jaune's incredulous expression, his older self scowled at him.

"Don't look at me like that. You need to remember that this has been like twenty years ago from me. Not to mention, I wasn't even really involved back then. My team and I only knew what happened because Ruby told me."

Jaune skeptically looked at his older self because of that before resignedly shaking his head.

"Well, what are we going to do? Are we just going to let them go do the same things again?"

"Of course not!" Professor Arc scowled, glaring at him and Jaune resigned himself to another round of being told to do nothing again. Yet it is to his pleasant surprise that his older self's stare softened by a bit.

"We are not going to let them go through the same things again."

His eyes blew wide open at that. Excitement throbbing in his veins as he saw his older self nod knowingly at him.

"Tell me what to do." Jaune said intensely, making his older self smirk at him.

"If I remember things right, then you would need to keep an eye on Blake and Weiss soon."

"Keep an eye? What do you mean keep an eye on them? Are they in danger?" Jaune asked worriedly but his older self only waved his concerns away.

"You'll see what I mean but has Team RWBY made plans to visit Vale soon?"

"Well, Nora invited everyone out to celebrate me winning against multiple opponents and Team RWBY seemed excited to go." Jaune nodded, getting a thoughtful hum from his older self.

"Huh, that's new. Is this happening this afternoon or tomorrow?"

Jaune blinked at that before shaking his head.

"You know what, I'm not really sure. I'll go check with them after this."

"You do that. In the meantime, keep an eye out on Blake and Weiss, okay?" Professor Arc nodded, getting Jaune to nod back in return and appreciation for finally being given something to do other than just train and get beat up.

Though that still left him with one question.

"Sure thing but...what are you going to do?"

Professor Arc perked up at that, staying in his seat as he looked up at Jaune.

"Oh, me? We still have some time left before something happens. I'll handle it by then."

"Okay...but what are you going to do now?" Jaune waved around then awkwardly.

The Combat Arena was empty save for them and by all rights, both of them should also be leaving by now. Yet here they stayed, more specifically, his older self did.

"Hm? I'm...staying?"

"Why?" Jaune asked, tilting his head as his older self's gaze strayed away from him.

"Uhm..just remembering some memories. Pyr says that she likes to imagine its just the two of us here. And speaking of Pyr, she says you're welcome in advance by the way."

Jaune blinked at the strange arrangement of words. "You're welcome?"

"Yup." Professor Arc nodded before tilting his head in confusion. "She says, your Pyrrha, the younger one, should have a surprise for you soon?"

Jaune's eyes widened as heat rushed up to his cheeks. "O-Oh. She told you about that, huh?"

"Nope. Just that the younger her had a surprise waiting for the younger me. I wonder what kind of surprise it is? You should probably get to that, huh?" Professor Arc shook his head before smirking up at Jaune knowingly.

"R-Right! Thanks." Jaune reddened, nodding frantically before rushing out of the classroom.

All thoughts of his older self's strange actions lied forgotten as anticipation for Pyrrha's reward entered his mind.

The Elder

Jaune exited Glynda's mouth just as his younger self left the classroom.

He breathed deeply, grunting as Glynda cleaned him up.

"Do you think he noticed?" Glynda asked even as her tongue swiped over his cockhead from under the desk.

"If he did then he didn't say anything." Jaune gasped, his hand reaching up for her hair as she licked him clean.

"Don't worry, he didn't. I have first hand experience of how dense you could be." Pyrrha added goodnaturedly as Jaune groaned from both Glynda's ministrations and Pyrrha's teasing. "Besides, I'm sure he's busy thinking about my younger self's reward for him."

"Thanks for the assist, Pyr." He whispered, pulling Glynda upward even as she wiped the saliva out of her mouth.

"Anytime." Pyrrha giggled as Glynda looked guiltily at him.

"Sorry for being needy. I didn't realize how stressed I would be recently."

Jaune cringed before smiling at her graciously even as he tucked his dick inside his pants. "Don't worry about it, I'm enjoying it myself."

Glynda sighed, leaning her body into his as she slid upward to plant a kiss on his cheek. "Then you better look forward to tonight. I'm sure Tsune and Peach would be stressed as well."

Jaune laughed, nuzzling into her neck as he held her voluptuous body tighter. "I didn't realize preparing for the Vytal Festival would be so stressful."

Glynda leaned back with a smirk on her face at that.

"You're lucky you weren't assigned to the support staff in charge of their health accommodations like me, Tsune, and Peach were but just you wait until all the students arrive. You, my Rusted Knight, will be in charge of all their combat studies."

Jaune cringed at that, though for a far more different reason than Glynda might think. The arrival of the students meant that Cinder was coming. Jaune still didn't know how he was going to do it but he was going to kill her.

The fallout from the murder of a student, no matter how fake they are, however, was something he was worried about. Normally, he wouldn't care about such a thing but months of staying here and being grounded by Pyrrha, Glynda, and the others has him thinking about it. It got to the point that he even considered asking Ozpin for help but he shelved that idea for later. If he needed help then he would ask but for now, he was willing to wait and see Cinder walk herself into his grasp.

Flick!

His head snapped back and he is taken out of his thoughts as he hissed in pain when Glynda flicked his forehead.

"Come on, it's not that bad." She smiled down at him before sighing and leaning back, finally separating herself away from him.

"Right, I'm sure it's not that bad. I only have to take care of hundreds of superpowered hormonal teenagers." He smiled brittlely, taking the misunderstanding as an opportunity to Pyrrha's disapproval.

"You were one of said hundreds of superpowered hormonal teenagers, you know? Besides, you won't be alone. You have Bart and Peter helping you." Glynda answered, straightening the wrinkles in her clothes as she smiled at him.

Jaune sighed, standing up and stretching his body as he kept his eyes on Glynda's wonderful form. "I don't remember it being this hectic the first time around."

Glynda chuckled, laying hands on his collar to straighten his clothes. His lover really was the perfect embodiment of the hot school teacher.

"Because you were a student then. How was it the first time around anyway?"

Jaune hummed, closing his eyes as he let the feel of her hands ghost across his body. "I remember you teaching us and having as spar one by one."

"Same as usual then. I suppose I wasn't able to let everyone have a turn at the ring?" Glynda nodded, stepping away from him and looking at his now clean and neat form.

"You didn't. Not all of us managed to have a turn but Pyrrha was the usual fighter during your class."

"Ah...it's a good thing we have you then. Your suggestions pushed Ozpin to be much more proactive teaching the next generation during this Vytal Festival."

Jaune tilted his head at that. "You think so?"

"I know so. Team activities, disadvantageous fight simulations, and you even have outdoors survival training scheduled later in the year!" Glynda nodded before tilting her head towards the door with a smile on her face. "Now come, Professor Arc, I'm sure you have someplace to be other than being alone at the Combat Arena."

Jaune smiled back before ruefully shaking his head. "Of course, Professor Goodwitch. Wouldn't want to have salacious rumors between two of Beacon's Combat Professors, do we?"

Glynda blushed lightly. "Of course not but besides that, we do have some places to be."

Jaune sighed. "I know, I know. You with the Vytal Festival preparations and me with my own lessons. You would think being forty would make me exempt from that."

"Magic lessons, Professor Arc, between the two of us, I daresay you would have the more enjoyable time." Glynda chided his negative attitude and Jaune could only smile sheepishly at that.

"Right, magic lessons."

Put like that, things didn't seem so bad. After all, who wouldn't want to learn magic?

Magic.

Wonderful, terrible, awful magic.

Hazel both praised and cursed it in equal measure.

He gritted his teeth as he pushed himself out of the earth. Electricity flashed across his body but he paid it no heed as they gathered along the additional Dust crystals he injected along his arms.

Who knew his own vendetta against Ozpin and his subordinates would lead him to the Spring Maiden? For Raven Branwen really had the Spring Maiden on her side. Getting thrown at by lightning all but confirmed it after all.

His hand reached down to fish out the Seer in his pockets as he saw a red portal appear in the sky. Hazel had a front row seat to the sight of two women leaping towards it.

It disappeared in a flash just as a voice rang out.

"Hazel." Cinder's cold voice cut through the air but Hazel only remained stoic at the face of her hostility.

"I found the Maiden."

It was almost nighttime when the Rusted Knight entered his abode.

He felt both excitement and fear as he remembered Glynda's words from earlier.

She, Tsune, and Peach were going to visit him again. While their gatherings didn't happen every single night, they happened enough that sometimes he wanted a break from them. But hours of what was supposed to be training his magic turning into history lessons on the age of magic had him pent up.

It wasn't a stretch to say that Jaune Arc wanted to release said pent up stress. He was still in the middle of thinking of what to prepare for his lovers' arrival when a frantic knock echoed from his door.

Jaune froze at that. Neither Glynda nor any of his lovers knocked. It was too conspicuous for their location, instead they told us each other through their Scrolls when Jaune had to open the door for them.

So to hear a knock this late? Jaune was understandably confused.

"Who is it?" He yelled out but frowned as no answer came.

It wasn't Ozpin or any of the guys then. None of them had any reason not to answer such a simple question when asked.

He breathed slowly, putting a hand on the doorknob and twisting it.

Click!

He only managed to pull it open by an inch when it was suddenly being pushed forward from the outside.

Jaune's eyes widened. He was just about to yell when his breath left his body as he felt a someone slam into him.

Soft hair pricked his chin and Jaune looked down to see long black hair as a woman hugged him.

Long black hair?! Jaune didn't have a lover with long black hair!

He pulled back frantically and as he saw a familiar face crying right in front of him, Jaune couldn't help but blurt out her name.

"Blake?!"

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