The Defender of hope

Negotiations begin

The marines and both teams began to move towards the headmasters office at Beacon. Many people however were staring not at the teams, but the marines and the E-81. The marines didn't care in the slightest about how the students looked at them, for they only had one thing in their mind; their mission.

1stLt: Alright people, word just came down from command. Black-8 and Juliet-8 are now no longer in effect. So start being nice, got it?

Marines: Yes sir!

1sLt: Good, and command was fairly upset with your actions towards the locals. Do not repeat those actions unless you have a damn good reason to.

Marines: Yes sir.

The group continued to move through beacon towards the elevator. The entire time the marines were analyzing the school, or as they called it, a castle

Marine: This castle is a school? Who the hell is overcompensating?

Marine: No damn idea. But this place is under-defended as hell. They may not be at war, but intel stated that this is where they train their main combat force, you'd think they would at least have more defenses here.

While the marines continued to discuss how to fortify beacon, Qrow and the teams where discussing what had happened with one another.

Qrow: Here's hoping those people are willing to help us. Their tech could finally put an end to the Grimm.

Ruby: Yeah! Did you guys see that gun their bullhead had? It was soooo cool!

Yang: Ruby they didn't call it a bullhead. I think they called it a E-81. Whatever that means.

Weiss: A boring name for a aircraft.

Qrow: They are part of the military back in their home. It makes sense that they call it a E-81, much easier to say in a fight.

1stLt: You would be correct. All of our equipment is named by a singular system. The exceptions are large warships, which are mostly named by their crews.

Everyone was surprised to hear the apparent leader of the group talk.

Ruby: Your talking again?

1stLt: I've been talking since we arrived.

The teams were confused at his statement. How could he have been talking if they didn't hear him at all until now?

Weiss: And you expect us to believe that when this is the first time we heard you speak since we landed?

1stLt: Internal comms, no point in letting your enemy listen in on what your saying without giving them as hard of a time possible to do so.

Some of the teams, mainly Blake, understood what he meant. Why let the enemy hear your plans if you can help it?

A few more minutes and many stares later the group arrived at the elevator. As they ascended to the headmasters office the marines were preparing themselves to meet what they believed to be another politician.

Marine: Here we go again, another politician we have to listen to ramble on and on.

1stLt: Can it marine, we have a job to do. No matter how much we hate it.

As the doors finally opened, the marines immediately took note of the grey-haired man as a possible threat.

Marine: Grey hair, glasses, green coat. Tier 3 connection, be wary and activate shields.