Professor Arc

Chapter 3

Here we go ladies and gentlemen. As promised for my loyal readers of my other fic, I will only update this one when that one is updated as well. I'd like to quickly address a key point people have brought up, and offer you all a chance to get involved in the story by voting I guess.

The final member of JNPR. Well obviously it won't be Jaune, and I don't want to involve an OC in the story, partly because while I am confident I could write an engaging and interesting character – I just don't think you guys want to see one!

So we have two choices I have come up with, though I'm open to other suggestions. I think there is a good reason Pyrrha does not lead, and since her name is based on the General Pyrrhus... well, I think that reason should be evident. So I won't have her lead a team either.

Team SNPR (Sniper) – Wherein Sun Wukong is the final member of their team and the leader.

Team RVNN (Raven) - Where Velvet Scarletina is actually a first year, and the team leader is Ren.

Cast your votes in a review I suppose, I'm not really savvy on polls.

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Wolf among the sheep

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Jaune schooled his features as he followed Glynda Goodwitch through a few doors to where the other teachers were apparently gathering to discuss what was going on. Apparently he had missed the entrance speech from Headmaster Ozpin, though she had explained that it didn't really matter. At the very least she had accepted his excuse as to Doctor Oobleck, he wasn't sure if it was more worrying that she had let it go so easily... he was supposed to be a support teacher for that man after all.

"Ah Mr Arc, a pleasure to see you made it." The Headmaster greeted as the two of them entered the room. Before Jaune could so much as respond to his white-haired employer, a green blur appeared in front of him, taking his hand and shaking it briefly before letting go.

"Mr Arc, my apologies for losing you I did not take into account your speed nor your lack of knowledge as to the surroundings and layout of our fine establishment and must have therefore lost track of you on one of the myriad corridors. I can assure you it will not happen again." The words rattled and mashed together similar to a car wreck, but he could make out the general gist of it and simply nodded his acceptance.

"Yes, do try to keep that in mind next time Professor Oobleck." The blonde deputy chastised as she walked past him.

"Actually it's doc-" He stopped as green eyes narrowed dangerously behind their glasses. "I mean of course! Of course!"

Huh. So it wasn't just him who was apparently terrified of the stern blonde. That was good to know.

"Well then, perhaps I should introduce you to our resident Grimm studies professor and experienced Huntsman, Professor Peter Port." Jaune turned back to Ozpin as he spoke, before looking towards a rather large man who strode purposefully over to him, giving him a hearty handshake. The teacher was wearing a dark red military jacket, and sported a rather impressive grey moustache along with thick bushy eyebrows. Despite himself, Jaune couldn't help but think the man looked quite jolly.

"Bravo, fantastic to meet such a young hunter as yourself." The man boisterously welcomed as he shook Jaune's hand. Jaune smiled back as he did his best to avoid his shoulder becoming dislocated.

"Thank you Professor Port, but I'm hardly a qualified Hunter, I never made it past training after all."

"Nonsense my boy! Hunters are created, not simply taught. Surviving in that wilderness for so long makes you more a hunter than many others I've known. And please, call me Peter." Jaune smiled back and was about to reply but for a cough of interruption from the Headmaster.