Chapter 5, Episode 1: Welcome to Haven

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In an empty blackness, Qrow Branwen's voice can be heard.

Qrow: The City of Mistral...

Nora: Ugh! It's about time!

Qrow, Shadow, Pyrrha, Yuskue, Rinoa and Team RNJR are walking through a stone brick tunnel illuminated by translucent lanterns.

Nora: Whose idea was it to walk again?

Faith: Ruby.

Ren: Well, we did face many obstacles. Broken airships, destroyed settlements...

Jaune: Oh, and, you know, all those people and monsters that tried to murder us.

Ruby: Pfft, we were fine. *looking at Qrow with a smile* Only one of us almost died.

Qrow: *looking at Ruby, smiling back* Hey.

Shadow glares at Ruby before she notice's his glare.

Ruby: And Cloud...we did lose him.

Nora puts her hands on her hips and looks at Ren. Yuskue puts his hand on Shadow's shoulder to calm him down.

Ren: *looking at Nora* Hey.

Nora giggles in response.

Jaune: So, how much farther to Haven Academy?

Qrow: Almost there. But I figured I'd take you kids on the scenic route.

The group approaches a pair of large, wooden double doors, which Qrow opens, flooding the tunnel with sunlight. Ruby runs out onto a massive platform that doubles as an elevator, stopping at the railing to gaze out over the city in wide-eyed awe.

Ruby: Wow!

The others join her to take in the view of buildings and stone stairways perched on mountains.

Ruby: This... is... awesome!

Below them, large crowds of people are going about their day - walking around, talking and buying merchandise legally and illegally.

Qrow: It's certainly something.

Ruby: *noticing a kiosk selling weapons* Oh my gosh, look at all the weapons!

Qrow: Vendors here'll sell you just about anything...whether they should or not.

Jaune: They really made the most out of these mountains.

Qrow: Every inch. Stay away from the lower levels. The higher up you go, the nicer it gets.

Nora: And we are going up! *pointing upward*

Shadow smirks from how Mistral has been holding up, as An Atlesian cargo airship flies over an enormous lake.

Weiss: So, how much farther?

Pilot: We're in the home stretch now.

In the pilot's box of the ship, Weiss stands in the back, leaning against a wall with her arms crossed as Shadow's will spins his dagger in his hand before catching it and putting it away.

Pilot: No more stops from here to Mistral. Sorry for the long trip. Keeping us off the radar's been harder than I thought. Lots of air traffic around northern Anima.

Weiss: It's fine. I... just hope We haven't been a burden.

Pilot: *chuckles* You and your money are more than welcome on this ship, kid. Along with your friend.

The ship's radio suddenly picks up a transmission.

Pilot: *looking at it* What the...?

He reaches over and adjusts a slider, evening out the wavelengths on the screen.

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