This story is about a boy named Dylan Silva as he was born with the ability to conjure and create water. Know to him as his semblance,but is that really a semblance or is there more going on behind his ability. Let's follow him through his story whe...
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Glynda: "Ironwood certainly loves to bring his work wherever he travels."
Ozpin: "Well, running an academy in a military makes him a busy man, but yes, those are a bit of an eyesore."
Right on cue, my elevator door opens and, as expected, James Ironwood just entered my office.
Ironwood: "Ozpin!"
Ozpin: "General."
Ironwood: "Please drop the formalities, it has been too long. And Glynda it has certainly been too long since we last met."
Glynda: "Oh, James, I'll be outside."
Ironwood: "Well, she hasn't changed a bit."
Ozpin: "So, what in the world has brought you all the way from Atlas? Headmasters typically don't travel along with their students for the Vytal festival."
As I inquired about the reason for James's visit, I decided to offer the general a cup of coffee, which he gladly accepted.
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Ironwood: "Well you know how much I love Vale this time of the year, besides with you hosting the event, I thought it would be a good opportunity to catch up."
Ozpin: "I can certainly appreciate quality time with friends. However, those small fleets outside my window has me somewhat concerned."
Ironwood: "Well, concern is why I brought them here."
Ozpin: "I understand travel between kingdoms has been become increasingly difficult."
Ironwood: "Oz, you and i both know why I brought those men."
Ozpin: "Uhh, where in a time of peace show some power like this. Which is going to give off the wrong impression."
Ironwood: "But if what Crow and Phantom said is true, then..."
