Just another day on team JNPR.

Jaune Arc had learnt a great many things since arriving at Beacon Academy.  He’d learned to face down the Grimm and live to tail the tale. He’d faced down Bullies and learned well, that they didn’t much like Grimm either.  He’d faced down his peers and learnt he really needed to learn how to fight his peers. He’d faced down Professor Ports lectures and learned, well, he was sure there was a lesson somewhere in there but damned if he could find it. Beyond skills related to his profession, Jaune also learnt a great deal about his fellow students.   The other males were hit or miss, with some like Ren being the cool, deadly and silent type, always there to listen and dispense sage advice.  Those huntsmen he appreciated. Others were thick headed brutes who’s only redeeming qualities was their bravado may cause them to serve as grimm bait, allowing he and his team to tactically withdrawal. Those huntsmen he disliked.    Most however fell between the two extremes, and Jaune found himself paying only cursory attention to them as they passed in the halls and classrooms of Beacon. His peers of the fairer sex, well, they had his full and upright attention.   Beacon it seemed was an endless parade of mind bendingly attractive women who’s fashion sense seemed to involve showing more skin than one would think reasonable given their monster hunting profession, not that he was complaining mind you.  Combat skirts, body gloves, low cut tops and more, it was a feast for the eyes, though a noticeable distraction in spars for many of his fellow huntsmen. Tempered by the teasing of seven sisters and their friends, Jaune was quite prepared to face that challenge, and a challenge it was.  Having one of the hottest women in Beacon, Pyrrha Nekos as a partner, and one of the cutest, Nora Valkyrie as a teammate certainly helped. More than a few times his eyes had lingered on their exquisite forms, though he tried to afford them respect and not leer too openly or too long.