Jaune Arc was bad with directions. Hell, before being trained, he was piss poor at most things. But, by some odd twist of fate, he somehow made himself into a huntsman. Not on paper though. No, now he wanders from town to town with a smile on his face. Who knew that turning right at the wrong crossroads would let him achieve his dream early?

Jaune Arc often fell into his own world when maintaining weapons. Little did most know, he actually did. (ONESHOT)

With Salem defeated, the world relatively stable, and the Coffee embargo let up, you'd think that Headmaster Arc wouldn't feel the constant need to practice landing strategies in his office, right? Wrong! Life's just as hectic and busy, but that's just how it is for someone in his position. Obviously inspired by Coeur Al'Aran's Professor Arc (both of them).