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It began in a bar. Nine years after he had started his education at the finest university for hunters ever made in Vale, Jaune Arc was sitting alone at the bar with a drink in his hand and letting the burning carry down his throat and let him sigh. His glass clinked quietly as he set it back down on the counter, swirling the ice and amber liquid until it seems to blur within his glass cup. A thoughtful look crossed over his face as he mused over exactly how much everyone had moved on their own ways after graduating and fighting the Grimm for a while. Ruby and Yang were still at it, but that was in their nature, though Ruby had been looking a