"I hope that you realize that your actions tonight will not be taken lightly, young lady. You put yourself and others in great danger," Glynda Goodwitch began sternly.

"They started it!" the fifteen year old girl defended herself.

"If it were up to me, you'd be sent home... With a pat on the back," Glynda paused a moment before slapping her riding crop on the table.  "And a slap on the wrist."

The girl shrieked with suprise as she pulled her hand back.  Of course, the woman hadn't hit her, but it was still a little unnerving to the girl.

"But..." the woman began again.  "There is someone here who would like to meet you."  She stepped out of the way, revealing a man with white hair and spectacles holding a plate of cookies and a glass of hot chocolate.

"Ruby Rose?"  He set the plate of cookies in front of her as he squinted his eyes.  "You... have silver eyes."

"Uh, um..." Ruby thought a moment.

"So! Where did you learn to do this?" He nodded towards the screen showing a replay of Ruby's fight from a street camera.  Glynda was controlling said screen.

"S-Signal Academy," Ruby answered.

"They taught you to use one of the most dangerous weapons ever designed?" He raised a brow.

"Well, one teacher in particular," she admitted.

"I see...  the cookies are for you."

"Oh!" Ruby wasted no time stuffing her face full.

"It's just that I've only seen one other scythe-wielder of that skill before. A dusty, old crow..." Ozpin began

That's my Uncle Qrow! He's a teacher at Signal. I was complete garbage before he took me under his wing. And now, I'm all like— Hooowaaah! Witchaaaa!"

"So I've noticed," Ozpin smiled in amusement as he set his mug on the table.  "And what is an adorable girl such as yourself doing at a school designed to train warriors?"

"Well... I want to be a Huntress," Ruby explained.

"You want to slay monsters?" Ozpin fraised.

"Yeah! I only have two more years of training left at Signal! And then I'm going to apply to Beacon! You see, my sister's starting there this year, and she's trying to become a Huntress, and I'm trying to become a Huntress 'cause I wanna help people. My parents always taught us to help others, so I thought, Hey, I might as well make a career out of it!" She giggled.  "I mean the police are alright, but Huntsmen and Huntresses are just so much more romantic and exciting and cool and really, gosh, you know!"

"Do you know who I am?" Ozpin asked at last.

"You're Professor Ozpin. You're the headmaster at Beacon," Ruby answered.

Ozpin smiled.  "Hello."

"Nice to meet you," Ruby grinned in return.

"You want to come to my school?" He repeated.

"More than anything."

Ozpin glanced at Glynda.  She humphed in disapproval, but he shook his head.  "Well, ok.  Welcome to Beacon Academy, Miss Rose."

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"Oz, I do not approve.  Two years younger?"  Glynda raised a brow as they entered Ozpin's office.

"Skill is skill."

"I don't approve of the other child joining so early either," Glynda added.

"You don't think he can handle himself?"

"No, that's not it.  On the contrary, I believe both are quite fitting, but they will be so young when they graduate..."

"I understand your concerns, Glynda and I appreciate your honesty, but I believe this will be the right thing to do."

"You are the headmaster," she sighed.