The next morning, the Kaiser's family arrives in a private jet and a Blackhawk Helicopter, which set down in the same airfield as the Kaiser's personal aircraft.

A group of four Prussian Honor Guardsmen climb out of the Blackhawk, one of them being Hans Landa. Behind them is a rather tall woman, standing at around 5'11. She is blonde, wears a rather casual set of clothing given the circumstances, has dark blue eyes, and seems rather... irritated by the Honor Guardsmen.



A few moments later, Weiss and her younger brother step off of the small private jet, along with their mother. Weiss is wearing her normal dress, her brother his own Konigsberg Academy Uniform, with the symbol for MS-4 Cadet (4th Year Cadet) on his coat's shoulders. Their mother is dressed immaculately in a pure-white dress, her red hair left to fall across her shoulders.

The instant that the blonde newcomer sees Weiss, a large smile crosses her face. "Weiss!" She says, running over and embracing the notably shorter girl, lifting her a few inches off the ground. The four three guardsmen from her helicopter simply rolled their eyes. "It's so good to see you again!"

"Put me down, you big oaf." Weiss says, playfully.

The blonde smiles, giving into the shorter girl's wish and setting her back down. Weiss brushes herself off, smiling as she sees Jean.

Weiss smiles as she makes her way over, the tall blonde following behind. "Hello, Jean. I'm glad to see that you survived PT."

"Oh, where are my manners...." Weiss says, smiling. "Jean, this is Blake, my cousin/sister."

"Hey." Blake says, smiling. "Nice to meet you." She extends her hand for Jean to shake.

"Her father and my uncle, Lieutenant Heinrich Volker, sadly passed away when she was six, and I was just born. He was sent to North America to help stabilize the situation after the U.S. Balkanized. Sadly, he was one of 600 Prussian soldiers who died in the peacekeeping operation."

"And my mother died in childbirth, so the Kaiser adopted me as his own." Blake finished, shrugging. "I don't carry the name Richthofen though, since I'm not technically his daughter. He insists that I carry his name, but I kept my last name to honor my dad."

Blake grins as she sees Weiss blush slightly, choosing to ruffle her hair. Weiss climbs into the truck first, followed by Blake, then Hans, then Viktoria. The Guardsmen climb in after Viktoria, with Landa sitting next to her. A wicked smile crosses Blake's face as she looks at Jean. "So you're the one that caused so much trouble for the Konigsburg guard?"

"Like you wouldn't believe, Captain." Landa says with a small grin, looking towards Jean.

Blake guffaws, which quickly causes a chain reaction among the guards. "Smooooooooth." Blake says in between fits of laughter.

Weiss' face blushes heavily, earning a playful shove from Blake. "C'mon Weissy, what's going on? You've usually got some snarky comeback for me, or you just call me a dolt."

"Dolt..." Weiss says, shaking her head.

"There she is." Blake says, smiling.