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The exchange students standing out in the Academy courtyard and atlas ships roamed around the skies while Ozpin and Glynda were watching.
Glynda: Ironwood Certainly loves bringing his work wherever he travels.
Ozpin: Yes But being a general And an Academy headmaster makes him a very busy man. But yes those are a bit of an eyesore.
While they were looking out the window an alarm beeped on his desk to show me that someone was outside.
Ozpin: Come in.
The elevator door opened, and the general walked out.
General: Ozpin!
Ozpin: General.
They both shook hands.
Ironwood: Please, Drop the formalities. It's been too long. And Glynda it's certainly been a long time since we last met.
Glynda: Oh James. I'll be outside.
She walks out and then James looks back at Ozpin.
James: Well she hasn't changed a bit.
Ozpin: So, what in the world has brought
you from Atlas? Headmasters don't typically travel with their students.
He pours him a coffee and puts his own beverage in it.
James: Well You know how much I love Vale this time of year and with you hosting I think you will be a good time for us to catch up.
Ozpin: Well, I can certainly appreciate quality time between friends but the small fleet outside my window has me somewhat concerned.
James: Well concern is what brought them here.
Ozpin: Well, I know that traveling between kingdom's has been increasingly difficult-
James: Oz you and I both know why I brought those men.
Ozpin sipped his coffee and sighed.
Ozpin: We are at a Time of peace shows of power like this are going to give off the wrong impressions.
James: but if a Qrow said is true-
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