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“ Okay Orianna.. concentrate! Don’t disappoint mother and father!” She mumbled to herself, clenching tight onto a fire dust cartridge before equipping it onto her sniper rifle.

Orianna, a girl who had been found in a foster home and reported to have potential skills that garnered the attention by two known huntsmen of Vale. Glynda Goodwitch and Ozpin. She was scouted and adopted into their home in hopes to be their successor.

There was much pressure in the training but Orianna definitely took this opportunity to hone herself and become the huntress that she wanted as a young kid.

Right now, she’s training at a target range with her newly forged sniper rifle that could collapse into two revolvers. However, she was sharpening her sniping skills through the use of it’s sniper form.

Orianna had the rifle by her shoulder for support and her hands on the trigger and the other at the supporting nuzzle. Her eye looks through the scope to point it at a dummy’s head. With a few seconds of concentration, she finally pulls the trigger and the fire bullet explodes upon contact onto the dummy’s head.

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Laura sat at a hand-loading station in Beacon’s Dust Lab, trying to make a batch of ammunition using the latest Dust blend she was working on. Given how volatile powdered Dust was, she knew that she had to be careful with how she handled it, her mom made sure to engrave that lesson into her head. But, there were just some things you couldn’t plan for.

Like say, needing to sneeze really badly.

Outside the lab, an explosion could be heard as Laura was slammed out the door and into a wall. The gunslinger girl wobbled to her feet, and started laughing.

A cane tapped onto the ground to grab the attention of the very huntress that gave him such trouble during Roman’s first encounter with Ruby.

“ Hey, beautiful. Now, listen, you don’t like me and frankly... you don’t want my opinion of you, so I’ll make this quick. ”

Roman hovered his hand roughly five feet off the ground, looking between his own gesture and Glynda.

Despite Ozpin being one of the youngest Headmasters Beacon has had, it was easy to see why Glynda heard the students debate his age between his archaic system of speech and his cane. Granted, Glynda knew the answer to all these things, but she couldn’t just freely share what she knew with random students.

It was probably ironic yet fitting that the huntress Weiss chose to accompany for the ‘solo assignments’ that Beacon was doing was Robin Ironwood.

Weiss had read up on Robin’s actions, and secretly had a deep respect for the huntress. Her origins reminded Weiss of her own, and while most wouldn’t know this about her, the Schnee fancied herself something of a rebel as well.

“Hello, Miss Ironwood. I’ve looked forward to meeting you ever since I began attending Beacon in lieu of Atlas Academy, much like yourself! I am Weiss Schnee, but you probably already knew that. I’m supposed to accompany you on your next mission for an assignment. I assure you that you won’t be disappointed.”