As Jonathan watches Ozpin's figure on the other side of the scroll, slowly sipping a drink from his mug, either coffee or cocoa, without answering, Jonathan can't help but feel nervous.
Thankfully for his budding plan, Ozpin's passive face cracked as he took a long sigh. "I understand. Will you be coming to Beacon?"
"I guess so, not like the subject I want to talk about can be discussed by a Scroll call." Jonathan sighed, looking at Ozpin's serene figure on the other side of the screen. "I'll be there... In a few minutes."
"I'll be waiting in my office," Ozpin nodded slowly, whereupon the scroll conversation ended and Jonathan stuffed the scroll into his pocket.
Ghira and his family had already left Glenn, heading straight for Menagerie, so the amount of business Jonathan had to deal with in the current circumstances was also greatly reduced. Not that he could enjoy the free time, since he now has to deal with the looming diplomatic crisis.
Although officially the assailant had been neutralized for fear that they had accomplices, Jonathan and RATS knew otherwise, Marcus works alone after all. Still, RATS continued to swarm around Jonathan and his family to keep the pretenses up. With up to three kinds of surveillance around his house, an official bodyguard lurking around him always, and a car parked nearby with several operatives in plain clothes, it was a bit of an overkill in his opinion. Though the possibility of a follow-up attack existed, so the security around Jonathan allowed him some levity, at least. Not to mention the fact that he trusted Cinder and Neo's abilities... to a certain extent at least, not that want to risk their safety anyway.
In the same way, security had been beefed up not only around him, but also around Aisa, various significant government representatives, around strategically important facilities, TV stations, communications tower, airport, and even at the Glenn border... It was almost as if they were preparing for war.
Luckily, it was not so serious as to call general martial law, but for the first time in a long time, RATS operatives were recalled from other countries and cities. The RATS agents were distributed around the city with orders to maintain vigilance and immediately report all suspicious events and individuals within the city limits.
While everybody in the know knows that, right now, the likelihood of a second attack was unlikely, the increased security was still a calming balm for Jonathan.
At least calm enough to leave Glenn for a meeting with Ozpin.
Cinder and Neo, who were crowding around him right now, of course, continued to look at him with some concern, with Cinder sporting clear curiosity, clearly expecting him to tell her more about magic and himself...
Jonathan wasn't sure where he could start...
'Speaking of which, your world isn't real. Well, it is real, but not really. Yes, there are many worlds in general and there are actually an infinite number of worlds, including an infinite number of worlds similar to yours, but wildly different in some ways... But I come from a very different world where there are mages. Well, more accurately, we sort of don't exist, but we do in fact exist, we're just not called mages, and we don't practice magic. Well, most people don't call it magic, there are others who call it magic, but we can't exactly say what magic is... Ahem, it's a bit complicated to understand. Speaking of which, I don't know for certain, but it's very probable that your world may have been created by mages too... Or by mages who didn't know they were mages... Yeah, Mages can do that, and no, I can't... yet.'
Jonathan sighed, he couldn't even think of a proper explanation in his head! To the very simplest mere fact that he had come from another world... How do you explain that? No, in the first place, should he even talk about it? Wouldn't that lead to further problems? If the others, say Salem or Ozpin, found out he had come from another world, then... Then what?
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FanfictionWhat does it mean, to be a good man? Who is "good"? What is "good"? Tell me, Jonathan Goodman, o blessed scion of Order of Hermes. Tell me, what does your name mean. Tell me about your life. Tell me about your Order. Tell me, what good did you do? T...