sempai jaune au) ozpin would normally take any excuse to avoid his duties (he was an immortal wizard he should get a break every hundred years or so!) but he was starting to regret agreeing to help Mr. Arc train this new technique of his. aura burst. simply put was a controlled explosion of aura used to push something typically the person themselves though it could be used to also increase blunt force from a punch. a neat idea that ozpin was keen to see. it's just getting punched by Mr.Arc while he was using this ability was too close to being hit by a living cruse-missile for his tastes.
also glynda was gonna kill him when she saw the damage they had done to the school grounds
"A-are you sure professor?"
Ozpin nodded his head. "Indeed I am Mr. Arc. I've heard quite a lot of rumors about your recent experimenting with Aura. I have to say I'm quite eager to see it for myself."
Jaune still looked unsure. He'd just been trying to meet up with his sister and her team for lunch in Vale. He had certainly not expected the headmaster to pull him aside on his way to the docks and ask him to demonstrate the new technique he’d been practicing with in secret for the last few weeks. Though he shouldn’t really be surprised... this technique wasn’t exactly subtle...
Ozpin rested both of his hands on the pommel of his cane in front of him. “I will not force you too if you don’t wish to reveal it yet Mr. Arc.”
“Well... I just don’t have the best control over it yet.”
“Not to worry Mr. Arc. Control will come with practice and time, but for now I’m sure that whatever it is, I’ll be able to deal with it. I’m not Beacon’s headmaster for nothing after all.” Ozpin chuckled at his own joke, and Jaune laughed once, feeling a bit relieved from his nervousness. “I’m glad it seems that you agree, Mr. Arc. Now then.” Ozpin’s body and weight shift a small amount. It was barely noticeable, but Jaune caught it. He was now anticipating and ready for an attack. “Shall we start?”
“What? Here?”
“Certainly, there is no time like the present is there? Not many students are around and I don’t want to take up any more of your time than needed to head to a training area. So Mr. Arc,” Ozpin raised up one hand, open palm facing Jaune, “let’s see what you got.”
Jaune swallowed, still a bit unsure about what was being asked of him. But this was the Headmaster, he probably knew what he was doing. Jaune got into a boxing stance, and steadied his breathing. He looked directly at Ozpin, then focused on the man’s palm. His target.
Jaune reached deep into himself and tapped into the light he usually visualized in his chest. How he connected with, felt, and used his Aura. He connected with that light once again, and channeled it into his hand. He pulled back that hand, balled it into a tight fist, breathed out and punched.
Ozpin felt the hairs on the back of his neck and arms stand up under his suit. He could see a faint glow appear around Jaune’s hand as he pulled his fist back, and just felt a sense of fear fill him. He then felt it grow as his fist started heading towards him. His instincts screamed at him to move, and after honing them over multiple lifetimes, Ozpin definitely learned to trust and follow them.
In the blink of an eye, Ozpin dropped his open hand down and grabbed his cane, then held it up vertically with both hands. Just in time for Jaune’s fist to connect with said cane.
And a small *Boom* was heard. Something equivalent to a distant shotgun being fired, despite it being right in front of Ozpin.
All around him, Ozpin felt wind quickly rush past him as he held his ground for all of two seconds, then promptly felt himself slide backwards, despite digging his feet in. Then just as quickly as he’d started sliding back, he came to stop, the blast of force from Jaune’s punch ending. Now standing still, Ozpin took in what just happened and the area around him.
He looked down and saw the 5 foot long drag marks on the cement that his feet had made. As well as the cracked and ripped up chunks of said cement that was around those marks. And all of it was nearly a perfectly straight line about three times Jaune’s own body width.
“U-uh oh...” Said man uttered out quietly as he stared behind the headmaster. Ozpin followed his gaze and felt his own eyes widen as he saw the tree that had been several feet behind him have a chunk of its bark and trunk ripped off. The wooden pieces from it now scattered across the courtyard, some pieces reaching about 30 feet away. Ozpin also couldn’t help but notice that the cement behind him was cracked as well for at least another five feet.
So a lot of property damage could be seen.
“H-headmaster... I-I’m sorry I didn’t mean to! I tried to hold back as much as I could bu-”
Still looking behind him, Ozpin held up a hand to stop the regretful man’s apology. “No no Mr. Arc. It’s quite alright. I was the one who asked you to demonstrate your new ability. The blame is certainly not on you.”
“I’ll have to agree with you on that, Headmaster.”
Both men stiffened up, despair seeping into their bodies as they heard a third voice speak up. They both turned to look at one Glynda Goodwitch. One very upset looking Glynda Goodwitch who had her arms crossed and was tapping her foot and waving her riding crop in her hand in annoyance, frustration, and exasperation.
All directed in their direction.
“P-Professor Goodwitch! I-I’m really sorry! I didn’t know that was going to happen! I’ll get right on fixing it all up!”
Glynda fixed her glasses and stared at Jaune, her gaze unblinking. “Mr. Arc, I recall overhearing the Headmaster say that this was the result of his own doing. You were just doing as you were asked. You are not in trouble. Please, go about your business for today. However, I will ask you to please refrain from doing any kind of fighting in the courtyard in the future. Understood?”
“Y-yes ma’am!” Normally, Jaune would have stayed either way to help out, even if he wasn’t responsible. It’s just the kind of guy he was. But his sister and her team were waiting for him in Vale. And he really didn’t want to deal with an angry Professor Goodwitch unless he absolutely had to.
And right now he didn’t have to. So with a quick goodbye to both the professors, Jaune turned around and continued heading to the bullhead dock, rather quick.
Glynda watched him leave for a few seconds, but then turned to Ozpin. “I don’t know what you thought was going to happen or what you hoped to achieve from having him do that Ozpin, but I do know that this mess is yours, so you can clean it up.” Glynda turned around and walked away, her heels clacking along the cement.
Ozpin sighed, thankful to not be under her harsh gaze anymore. Instead of thinking about how to fix the courtyard though, he instead held up and looked at his cane, which was still undamaged thankfully, deep in thought. ‘What would happen was indeed what I wanted to find out. Mr. Arc, you truly are an impressive mind. I’m curious to see what else you’ll learn to do.’