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[After a few moments of trying to figure out how to use the stupid machine (why couldn't it just be a scroll?), Glynda decided to try to send out a message.]

I would think that titling something first with "Don't Panic" is just asking for trouble.

[There's a pause and a small sigh.] This certainly is a strange experience... What did I get myself into this time? [Another sigh.]

I'm known as Professor Goodwitch--if anyone can be more helpful than these papers, I would greatly appreciate it.

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[She might have been worried but seeing the coffee eliminates those worries. It's just like him... She takes the cup.]

It'll help.

[A pause.] Thank you, Ozpin.

I figured a taste of home might be in order.

[He takes a drink from his own cup.]

I think you'll find that this place is not as bad as it seems on the surface...

[He motions in the direction of his apartment before continuing.]

Here, we've all been given a chance to step away from the worries and wars of our own worlds... from the Grimm, the White Fang, everything. The girls have been making new lives for themselves, the Faunus have full rights here and are treated as equals... I dare say it's been a rather refreshing change of pace...

[He certainly knows how she likes her coffee. It's a small comfort but a comfort all the same.]

...I want to believe that this is a new start but I don't know if I can at the moment. [Surely there's some good here. A new start. A place where being Faunus doesn't carry the weight of prejudice. Where the Grimm don't stalk the outskirts.]

There are too many unknowns. Why were we brought here? By who? Then there's the question of those who would only use such a second chance for ill.

[He begins walking, taking a sip from his coffee as well.]

There's also the responsibilities we all have in our own worlds. And what does become of our worlds while we are here? Are they destined to stagnate, unstuck from time? I have my concerns as well.

[He pauses, giving a sort of bittersweet chuckle.]

And then there are those that may not wish to return to their worlds if a way is found. Miss Schnee for example, has become quite enamored with a boy named Zuko. I believe you spoke with him shortly. They are... quite taken with one another. Both come from backgrounds of opulence, yet here they are stripped of that status, and allowed to be normal teenagers...

Should they be required to give up their relationship, and potentially their memories of each other then? And if not, what do we tell her family upon our return, if we even remember?

[His pace slows for a moment, eyes gazing upward, leaning on the cane a bit more heavily than usual.]

This place has given me ample time to think... and the more I think, the more I'm left with unanswered questions. You have no idea just how glad I am to see you here, Glynda.

[She follows, listening as he speaks. She takes another sip.]

Of course, how I forget? If they stagnate, forever stuck at a single moment, what then? That would do no one any good. If they continue on without us... [James.] That would also be less than desirable.

[She stops walking for just a moment then continues following him.]

I did talk with both of them--he did ask if Miss Schnee told me anything beyond his name and position of Deputy Guardian. I hadn't paid it much thought at the time, however. [A prince and an heiress? Well. Certainly weirder things happened. That did raise those same issues..]

We don't have a right to tell her to go or stay in that case. Even less so in the case with Zuko. If she didn't go back... I doubt her family would take it laying down.

[Even if Weiss's father did have another daughter, he wouldn't waste a moment in at least blaming her disappearance on some enemy or another.]

This has been bothering you for quite some time, hasn't it?

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It has haunted me for quite some time, yes. I've been attempting to distract myself with my job here. It isn't quite as prestigious as Headmaster of Beacon, but given the rather random nature of things in this place, I feel I'm doing good work.

I teach an intermediate combat class at a Honnouji Academy, run by a charismatic young woman that, I'll admit, I cannot get a feel for. When I accepted the position, I was intending to use it as a means of keeping an eye on her. Now, I'm not sure I need to worry.

But, I'm rambling. Please, if you have any questions, I'd be more than happy to answer them as best I can.

Would this Academy mind another instructor?

I don't see why not. I'm sure Miss Kiryuin wouldn't mind the extra hands. That's who I work for, by the way. Satsuki Kiryuin, Guardian of Nova City. She's very strict, and the atmosphere may at times come off as something more akin to what I'm sure James would be more comfortable in, but it gets the job done.

I'm not exactly known as the most lenient professor at Beacon. I believe I can handle it.

[He chuckles a bit.]

I think you'll fit in wonderfully.

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It makes me wonder if the students are ready for my brand of teaching.

If nothing else it should be amusing to find out.

[He motions to a large building.]

This is my building. Not as luxurious as Beacon, but it suits me.

At least it's not dormitories. I've had enough of those to last a lifetime.

[He walks in, pressing a button for the elevator.]

Oh come now, surely our time in the dorms weren't all that bad.

You also weren't the only girl in a room with three teenage boys, either.

[Not that said boys ever tried anything after she made things clear what would happen if they did.]

It wasn't a bad experience but it's not something I'd like to repeat any time soon.

[He just chuckles as he holds his arm out in front of the elevator door when it opens.]

Well, at the very least you won't have to put up with James and Qrow bickering every time they meet in the halls.

That's a miracle in of itself.

[She enters, holding her coffee.]

[Ozpin makes his way to the door to his apartment and opens it, revealing a really bare apartment with clocks all over the walls.]

Be it ever so humble.

[He steps aside, allowing Glynda entrance.]

[She glances around.]

I see you've been busy.

[He does like his clocks.]

It's not quite the same as my office, but the constant ticking is something I've come to be unable to think without apparently. At the moment, this apartment only has one bedroom, so I will be sleeping on the couch until a more suitable arrangement can be found, if that's acceptable to you.

I couldn't impose that on you--this is your apartment, after all. [Besides, the couch didn't look all that comfortable.]

I'm not letting you sleep on the couch, Glynda. You are my guest. If anyone is sleeping on the couch, it will be me.

At least until we find a house, understand?

Yes, of course. Should you get a teaching position like mine - and I see no reason why you wouldn't - we could easily afford a 2-bedroom house near Team RWBY.

They'll resent the action, no doubt.

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