Two Bullheads fly by as the camera slowly lowers to show ant-like swarms of people on the paths around Beacon. The camera shifts to the top of a tower veiled behind clouds. Ozpin and Glynda can be seen through the window into Ozpin's office.
Glynda: Ironwood certainly loves bringing his work wherever he travels.
Ozpin: Well, running an academy and military makes him a busy man. But yes, those are a bit of an eyesore.
A chirping beep sounds repeatedly. Ozpin turns to see a hollow message "Access Requested" on his desk.
Ozpin: Come in.
The camera switches to a low perspective beyond Ozpin's desk and facing the doors as they slide open to reveal Ironwood as Ozpin approaches to greet him.
Ironwood: (cordially) Ozpin!
Ozpin stands at attention.
Ozpin: Hello, General.
Ironwood: Please, drop the formalities.
Both approach and shake hands as Glynda also approaches.
Ironwood: It's been too long. And Glynda! It has certainly been too long since we last met.
Glynda: Oh, James! (Gives a personable wave and then drops all pleasantries.) I'll be outside. (She walks away.)
Ironwood: Well, she hasn't changed a bit.
As Ozpin speaks, the camera shifts, and Glynda can be seen from behind Ozpin and Ironwood as she exits the room.
Ozpin: (As he turns to his desk...) So, what in the world has brought you all the way down from Atlas?
He picks up a mug and a kettle, pouring as he speaks.
Ozpin: Headmasters don't typically travel with their students for the Vytal Festival.
He turns and offers the cup to Ironwood.
Ironwood: Well, you know how much I love Vale this time of year.
Ironwood produces a canteen from his inside coat pocket and pours its contents into his mug.
Ironwood: Besides, with you hosting, I thought that this might be a good opportunity for us to catch up.
Ozpin walks around to his desk, kettle and a new mug in hand.
Ozpin: (sits and pours himself some coffee.) I can certainly appreciate the quality time between friends; however, a small fleet outside my window has me concerned.
Ironwood: Well, the concern is what brought them here.
Ozpin: I understand that travel between kingdoms has become increasingly difficult.
Ironwood: Oz, you and I both know why I brought those men.
Ozpin: (Takes a drink and sets down his mug.) We are in a time of peace. Shows of power like this are just going to give off the wrong impression. (Offscreen, Ironwood can be heard setting his mug down.)
Ironwood: But if what Qrow said is true...
Ozpin: If what Qrow said is true, then we will handle it tactfully. (Ozpin emphasizes this as he holds up an index finger.) It's the Vytal Festival. A time to celebrate unity and peace. So I suggest that you not scare people by transporting hundreds of soldiers halfway across the continent.
Ironwood: I'm just being cautious.
Ozpin: As am I. Which is why we will continue to train the best Huntsmen and Huntresses we can.
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