Professor Arc

Chapter 16

Hey Guys, how are we all doing? My weekend has been super busy since as people may know I am going away at Christmas for two weeks (but more importantly three Mondays) and as such need to have a bunch of chapters done in advance – so my friend can upload them on the relevant dates. So don't worry! The story will be updated as per schedule. But if you PM me during that time (10th – 27th December) I won't be able to reply.

On a side note I've had a few reviews (good ones) where people mentioned that they avoided this story for a while as they thought it sounded a bit poop, but were then impressed after finally giving in. I was honestly wondering, is that something I could look to improve in the summary / title? Or is it simply the premise, your general preference, and thus something I can't really fix? Each person then went on to say they liked this, but I'm simply curious as I would like to improve where I can. I did think the summary was good, but if it can be improved, feel free to let me know.

Next Monday – Stress Relief!

Just so people know, the next milestone is to increase update rate to 2 weeks between updates. Which would mean something like:

Professor Arc – Monday, One Good Turn – Friday, Staffroom Chronicles - Following Monday, Stress-Relief – Following Friday, Repeat. So each story only goes 14 days before being updated, as opposed to the current 21 days.

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Cover Art: Exvnir

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Chapter 16

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"Our visitors will be here on a confidential basis," the Headmaster spoke as he stood by the window, staring out over the students of Beacon as he often did. Jaune wasn't sure if it could be considered rude, considering both he and Glynda were sat at the man's desk and he just up and wandered off – as though bored with their very existence...

Problem was; Jaune wasn't fully sure the man didn't honestly have some kind of attention disorder, and if it would be cruel of him to mention it.

"If the Atlas Armada were to move in too soon it would cause undue distress to the people of Vale, so the General will be attending in a personal shuttle. Similarly Miss Schnee will be attending privately as an Agent of the SDC – and has specifically asked for her presence to be kept secret from her sister, so as not to interfere with her studies. So I of course hope you know to keep these meetings private?"

"Of course," Glynda sighed, apparently still displeased at having to deal with Winter Schnee.

"Uh..." Jaune stalled, as his mind flashed back ten minutes.

"Hey Blake, I have to meet with some General and the Heiress of the Schnee, you can call it quits early as soon as you've finished with that." Jaune said as he finished pretending to do any work.

"Okay, have fun." Blake waved back as she continued to pretend she wasn't reading some hidden book behind his desk.

"Uh... sure...?"

"Good. Wrangling more dust out of the SDC is going to be complicated enough as it is without us ignoring that simple request," Jaune was glad the man's back was turned so he couldn't see the guilty expression on his face, "either way I've included some figures on your requirements for the dust we need – and how much of a budget you have."

Since Glynda still seemed to be whispering and mumbling to herself, Jaune took the opportunity to flick through the documents, a low whistle coming from him as he saw the huge amount of dust they required.