Yang: Uh. Ren? What's going on with Nora and Jaune?
Ren: Weiss said to both Nora and Jaune that their attacks were, and I quote 'crude and unrefined' ...
Yang: I didn't know killing Grimm required grace...
Ren: This is Weiss were talking about...
Yang: point taken...so what? They gonna make their style more 'graceful'...
Ren: Not exactly...
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Down on the battlefield...
Nora: Another round, sir?
Asking this in an aristocratic accent.
Jaune: Don't mind if you do.
Jaune confirmed mirroring the same accent.
Nora aims her grenade launcher at a band of Grimm that Weiss had unsuspectingly bunched together.
Nora: We are haaaanging, sir.
Jaune: Open fire.
Nora fires a shot from Maghnild, the projectile sailing through the air before landing and exploding on its mark.
Nora looks out in the distance.
Nora: Have we ceased life. Sir?
Jaune pulls out a small telescope, seeing the Grimm turn to dust and a frustrated Weiss shouting at them in the distance.
Jaune: Hit!
Nora: Oh thank goodness, I can't stand those dreadful creatures.
Jaune and Nora both laughed.
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Yang: Well, she wanted fancy...just not in the way she expected.
Ren: ...it's going to be a long day.
