"Now Xal, what would you say is your area of expertise?" Xal had been going through the "application process" with Headmaster Ozpin for a bit after expressing interest in possible employment. They had discussed things like whether or not he had a criminal, if he had experience training warriors, and the like. Xal answered with no reservations, talking about himself was one of favorite pastimes after all.
"I was trained to take on the most dangerous and difficult tasks available, I work best in groups of two to four, and I have never missed a grenade stick." A point of pride for him, he may not have been great with a beam rifle, but he never misses with a plasma grenade. "Anything from reconnaissance to force extermination, nothing is beyond my blade."
"You say that the humans here have train warriors correctly, have you encountered humans on different worlds?" Earlier in the conversation he learned that the humans here believed this planet to be their homeworld, he was inclined to believe the Headmaster, 400 years was not enough time for any species that was capable of space travel and information storage to forget something like that. The universe held many secrets, some would never be answered.
"Yes, on many worlds." The Headmaster would probably ask for more specific answers, but Xal would rather not tell a human who had no knowledge of the war that had once been part of effort to destroy his species. Best not play all his cards.
"And how do your people train warriors?" Xal had expected Ozpin to ask follow up questions to how these encounters went and what they had to do with training, but from he could tell this human was smart, he had probably already inferred from his body language and tone of voice that the encounters were less than peaceful.
"Upon hatching the childlings are placed in communal dorms, where they are all of equal status, to maintain this equality they are not allowed to know the identity of their biological parents, this also inspires loyalty to the clan rather than loyalty to individuals. As soon as they are capable of properly holding a weapon, combat training begins, it carries on until the end of adolescence, at which point males are to join the military, females remain and govern the keep while also keeping the bloodline records."
"Interesting, if the children do not know their parents then how are they raised?" Ozpin takes another sip from his mug.
"They are raised by everyone in the keep, mothers and uncles." An interesting difference to the human he was sure. Humans and small colonies had no such rules, though some these policies had a weaker hold because of Thel Vadam's reforms.
"What are your general views on the human race?" Xal was generally indifferent, he had to be honest, but not insultingly so.
"I protect my allies, regardless of species." Nailed it. The Headmaster sipped his drink, and then brought out a few items.
"I think that will suffice, here is a scroll with some files on things you will need to know for your stay at Beacon, and also some lien in case you wish to purchase clothing or something." Ozpin pushed the things across the desk towards Xal, who immediately began inspecting the scroll. "You will find your quarters in the southern wing with the rest of the faculty dorms."
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Xal was reading his new scroll on the way to his quarters, there were folders on dust, certain key points in history, his schedule, an advertisement for Wacky Glackies, and a cover story for his presence. The now official story was that he was of a race from one of Remnant's unexplored regions across the sea, though the Professors were entrusted with the truth. As for his new job, he would be teaching advanced group tactics and hand-to-hand combat. He already had experience with teaching these subjects so it wouldn't be too much of an adjustment.
He would be starting tomorrow, the faculty were already made aware of existence, to the students however, it would be a surprise. His stomach began growling, making him realize it been several hours since he had last eaten. All the students were asleep in their dorms at this point, so a quick trip to the cafeteria would be of no consequence.
When he opened the door to the kitchen he was mildly surprised to find Nora and Ren. All students should be asleep at this time. "Humans, what are you doing here?" The two jumped with a start. "You have classes tomorrow, you should be resting."
"Hey Xal! Xalophone! Xal of fame! Xa-" Nora was interrupted with a pancake in her mouth. Such a strange girl. Ren simply smiled apologetically.
"Nora gets weird when she's hungry, it's in everyone's best interest I keep her fed." Ren began pouring more batter, Xal went to one of the refrigerators, and after some searching decided on a bowl of fish. He took off his helmet and stretched his mandibles. As protective as the commando helmet was, it was restrictive, he couldn't talk comfortably.
"You're mouth is weird, it's like four toothy fingers, it would be even weirder if you had a tongue!" Gasp! "You don't have a tongue! How do you-" Nora was silenced by another pancake. Xal just swallowed a fish moved onto the next. This human was like an overactive unggoy.
"Like I said, she gets weird." Xal wasn't going to argue, the girl was still tearing into her pancake like she was trying to kill something.
"Quite, well you two carry on, and get some sleep," Xal put on a smirk along with his helmet, "you'll need it for my class." And with that he was on his way to follow his own advice. Tomorrow was going to be a great day. He wouldn't be teaching till 2:00, so he would have plenty of time to read the files on his scroll, there was much to do.
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The next morning was pretty uninteresting, Xal merely took the time to read the file on "aura" which was, from what he could tell, a force multiplying, organic shield. And that further training would reveal a "semblance" a more tangible manifestation of aura, and it would seem most of their weapons technology was based on the use of aura and the material known as dust, which was the basis of all of this worlds technology. And he finally learned the terminology for identifying the "creatures of grimm" which was nice.
There really was not much to do other than memorize the names on his roll sheet and go over his schedule, was mostly free with the exception of his class and a faculty meeting. At some point today he would need to find a tailor and get some casual clothing, it would be improper to wear his combat harness at all times. But before any of that he would need to learn the campus layout. It would not do to be late for his own class.
The moment he walked out the door he was accosted by a very fast green haired man. "Oh! You must be the new extraterrestrial Professor! I am Dr.Oobleck, I teach history! Would you mind if I ask you a few questions?!" Oobleck quickly adjusted his glasses and drank some of his coffee.
"Very well, let us walk." Xal put his hands behind his back and began making his way to his classroom, best learn that route first.
"Right, now what can you tell me of your home? What is the environment like? What type of government do you have? Do you have any widespread religions? How do-"
"Slow down doctor, one at a time, I assure you, all your questions will be answered to the best of my ability." The two walked by multiple students who apparently didn't know that staring was rude.
"I come from the planet Sangheilios in the Urs system, there are three suns and we are on the very edge of the habitable zone, so much of the world is desert forcing most states to be on the coast. Such as Kalek, my home keep."
The doctor quickly jots down some notes. "Oh of course, now you mentioned the name of one of your local stars, what of the other two?"
"Yes, there is Urs, Joori, and Fied. All named after old gods. Sangheilios is a very nice place, you should visit if you somehow get the chance."
They talked about a few more topics until Xal, who would now be known as Prof.'Kalek, arrived at what would be his classroom. It was like a small amphitheater, it had some bleachers, a desk in the corner, and a small stage presumably for fighting, it wouldn't be used today, today's lesson would be special. He went over to the desk and sat in the cushiony chair, he would have to get one better designed to suit his body, maybe he would do that the same day he gets casual clothing. He had an hour to go before his class got here, next was an article on the faunus, the local human subspecies.
They were essentially genetically enhanced humans, given animal traits that were generally very functional. Though they were treated little better than unggoy, only in that they you couldn't legally kill one because it was funny, which was strange, humans almost worshipped their enhanced soldiers where he came from, and gods knew that humans needed those enhancements. Perhaps he could learn more from any faunus students.
He wondered if the surveillance equipment he requested this morning was set up yet, it would certainly put a damper on things if he had to postpone the lesson he had planned. It wouldn't be too dangerous or difficult, today at least. But he was sure they would all enjoy it either way. And another thing he would need to address! The humans' combat attire! Who in their right minds would fight in high heels! It was an unnecessary risk factor! He would need to find a way around that whole self expression thing this world's humans had, he was fine with form and function, but not form over function. And furthermore-
The door was being opened, he checked his scroll and would you look at the time, ten minutes until class starts. He then looked to the door, it was team JNPR. "Welcome younglings!" Xal stood up, gesturing to the room with his arms outstretched. "Take a seat, class will start soon."
"Wow, they really gave you a job, congratulations." The human known as Phyrra Nikos stated.
"Many thanks Miss Nikos."
Before anything else could be said the rest of the class began funneling in. After a few minutes of setting in it was time to begin. "Welcome humans, to Advanced Group Tactics and Hand-to-Hand Combat, here you will learn to use your team's abilities to their fullest, where one member falls short the other will pick up, you will fight as a single entity, and if you ever find yourself unarmed, you will be able to use the most reliable weapon available, your body. You will be the best I can make of you."
He thought that he made a pretty good introduction, but there were whispers, "First the faunus and now this freak." Who was that? After a few seconds of looking he learned that it was the leader of team CRDL. He thought he was being quiet, after Xal decided on one of the multiple punishments going through his mind right now he would learn just how good his hearing is.
"HAHAHA HAHAHA AHAHAHA" he didn't even realize he was laughing until Nora joined in, and then he saw the concerned looks of all the students. Good, that's a way to teach them fear. "Well then, younglings, we are going on a field trip." He began walking to the door only to realize he was not being followed, all the students still had that concerned look. "Come along, quickly!"
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"Does the shipping yard count as a field trip?" Ruby whispered to Yang, perplexed at their destination.
"I don't know, but didn't this guy seem a bit more stable when we first met him, like now he's just kinda-" Yang was silenced as their new Professor spoke up.
"As you can see, we are at the shipping yard! Today's activity will test how each team operates in different situations, one team will be defending, the other will be hunting! The last team standing wins! Who wants to be hunted first?!" One of those silhouette people raised their hand. "Team CRDL, thank you for volunteering!" They looked very surprised. "You have twenty minutes to get prepared, move!" Team CRDL moved into the jungle of crates, after they were out of sight..."Team JNPR, you will be hunting." Cardin was a jerk, Ruby would of liked to hit him a few times herse- "Team RWBY! You join in too, why would I send in one team to hunt when I have two! Eliminate your opponents in the most efficient way possible, and by that I mean brutal!"
"Yeah! Let's break their legs!" Nora screamed, hoisting her hammer in the air.
"Excellent enthusiasm, extra credit for your entire team!" Weiss looked liked she was to explode from indecision, one hand there was a possibility of extra credit, on the other she was supposed to be better than that. In the end she decided to keep quiet. "That's the end of their time, happy hunting!"
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I apologize in advance for this one, the kept messing up and I got nervous that it wouldn't save any big chunks, I was going for 6,000 words with this one, anyway, all feedback is appreciated, no matter how trivial it may be.