Winter, from the cockpit of an airship: "Well Mr Arc, Now what?"
Jaune, looking over his tired team and Penny: "Nora? You good?"
Nora, resting her head on Ren's shoulder: "I don't feel too good..."
Penny: *looking wordily at Nora* "According to General Ironwood, the powers of a Maiden is often enough to cause extreme discomfort and uncontrollable bouts of power discharge..." *Looks guiltily at Ren's clenched jaw* "But those are only temporary side effects. Once the body is used to the power she'll be good as new!" *Hiccups*
Ren: "Don't Jaune... We did what we had to." *Closes his eyes* "Pyrrha would have done the same."
Jaune, running his hand though Nora's hair: "Yeah... She would have." *Turns to look at Oscar, cradling both the lamp and staff* "Oscar... Any word from Ozpin?"
Oscar: *Shakes his head* "No... What do we do?"
Jaune, pacing back and forth: "The relics draw in Grimm right? So we need to stay on the move and only rest in areas where the defenses are strong enough to keep them away. But We can't stay in one place too long. Not until we get in contact with the others."
Ren: "And we need to keep Nora from getting discovered."
Jaune: *Nods* "Yes, though there's a possibility Cinder may think Winter is the Maiden so we have that going for us."
Winter, in a sarcastic tone: "Glad to be helpful."
Jaune: "Huh And here I though Weiss and you just looked alike. Glad to know you both have the same sense of sarcasm."
Jaune, plopping down in the seat opposite of them: "I know. Focus. Its just... Ruby was always the one leading us all. I'm not sure where to go from here."
Winter: "May I suggest something Mr. Arc?"
Winter: "If we need to go somewhere we can hide and move without worrying about the locals being overwhelmed by Grimm I would suggest Vacuo."
Jaune, tiredly: "That's on the other side of the world...
Ren: "It is the only choice we have for long term. And that's where RWBY will be."
Jaune, nodding tiredly: "We need to stop somewhere to resupply..."
Jaune: *Grimacing* "Yeah... I just hope my they won't ground me on sight."
Winter: "And why would they?"
Jaune: *Chuckles* "I haven't talked to them in a two years."
