It only took me about two days to get to Beacon, which wasn't that bad considering it would have been five if we had walked. It probably would have taken less time than that if I didn't need to stop to sleep and eat. Luckily I got there about midday so I wouldn't need to wait.
The school was quiet fairly quiet which probably meant that the students were still in class. I landed outside the front door, changing back to normal before my feet hit the cobblestones. I had learned long ago that though it was quicker just to fly in through Ozpin's window, it wasn't always more convenient. He didn't always leave them open and, as a bird, my eyesight wasn't good enough to see if he closed them.
I made my way through the halls towards Ozpin's office, at one point barely dodging a green haired student as he ran way too quickly through the halls.
When I finally got to his office I opened the door to find four people turn to look at me instead of just one. I looked at each of them for a moment, trying to figure out what sort of meeting I interrupted this time.
Ozpin sat at his desk with an extra serious look on his face, so apparently it was important. Glinda Goodwitch, his fairly new secretary/teacher glared at me, but that came at no surprise, she didn't particularly like me.
The other two were obviously related, one looking to be an older, much angrier, version of the other. The older one was the current head of the Atlas school and military, Jacob Ironwood, he didn't really like me either. The younger was his newly graduated son, James Ironwood, he looked like he was trying to be as intimidating as his father but was failing.
"I'll just wait outside," I said, starting back out the door.
"No, you should be in this meeting as well," Ozpin replied, dashing my hopes of avoiding whatever this mess was.
"Damn it."
