This is the journal or Dr. Arthur Watts. This entry is to serve as both a testament to my patience and to avoid a formal complaint to my employer. The subject of this entry revolves around the Arc boy.
I had no issue with him when he first walked in. All I saw was a bumbling fool who could barely walk his way through a washroom. Everybody in our inner circle saw him as an amusing sense of entertainment that would probably last a day or two with Salem before being killed or turned into a Grimm. None of us expected him to stay as long as he has.
Yesterday, someone named Pyrrha Nikos walked into our establishment. Young Jaune had the nerve to actually bring this girl in like a stray kitten. I was the first to witness him bringing her in. She was this frail young girl with bright red hair and dressed like a gender bent cosplayer for 300. I could only raise an eyebrow as Jaune walked in with her slung over his shoulder.
"Have you given up your career as a second-rate Huntsman to become a human trafficker?" I asked with a sneer.
He glared at me in a pathetic attempt to be intimidating and said nothing.
"You do know that we have a very strict policy about letting strays in, don't you?" I reminded him. "It's written quite clearly in the 'Salem's evil book of evil' downstairs."
Salem's' evil book of evil is exactly that. Salem never really discusses her plans with anyone outside of a vague reference to destruction. The book itself is more of the same. Many vague sentences that hints at something greater while never outright stating it. Quite frustrating, really.
But the most important part of this book is the section of rules for the establishment. One big rule is that pets are not allowed. According to Salem, adding more residents will make the place clustered and force other villains to stay back and water plants while everybody else fights against Team RWBY. This girl looked like she was someone who could potentially replace somebody else. While I don't mind seeing Tyrian or Cinder getting replaced, my main concern was with myself and how Salem could favor the Spartan ginger over my talents. Something had to be done and I knew exactly how to make it happen.
"What book?" Jaune asked, staring at me with his mouth open like a freshly caught fish.
"The massive black book that Salem keeps outside the front door," I chuckled. "You seriously can't be that clueless, unless you've been sniffing the dust with Hazel again.
"Shut up!" Jaune shouted. "This girl just fell from the sky and I need to do something in order to save her!"
The girl was breathing healthily and seemed like she was going to be fine. You couldn't tell this boy that, however, because he made everything overly dramatic.
"So what do you plan on doing with…?"
"Pyrrha," Jaune said. "Her name is Pyrrha Nikos, and she's someone I care deeply about."
I rolled my eyes at his obnoxious display and sighed.
"And I suppose you expect me to say nothing while you keep this…. girl…stashed away somewhere?"
Jaune nodded. "I'd be super grateful if you did that."
"I'd be equally satisfied if you stopped using 'super' every time something makes your heart rate increase by two beats."
The day went by and I found myself feeling good for the first time in forever. I created a death ray that wiped out an entire village, intimidated a mayor into joining us in exchange of his city's sovereignty.
I was so satisfied with how things went that I had the grand idea to watch hentai for the first time in many years. The lotion was set up and the video ready to watch. My lips twitched as I began to play the video.
"Euphoria, here I cum," I said as the video buffered.
"Um, excuse me?" A shaky voice said from behind my shoulder.
The voice startled me so much that I accidentally slammed my head into the computer and broke it.
"WHAT!?" I shouted, discarding my normally laid-back disposition.
"Oh…uh…I'm just wondering where I am." It was Pyrrha. She had enormous bags under her eyes and wobbled a little when she stood.
"You're in the home of Salem: epitome of evil and mother to the motherless. I'm assuming that you've at least heard of her, yes?"
The girl shook her head.
"I…don't think I know who that is," she said.
I felt an invisible palm slam into my forehead when she said that.
"Just imagine your worst nightmare and give it the personality of a grapefruit," I said sarcastically.
'But…. grapefruits don't have personality," said Pyrrha.
This I slapped my forehead with my own, physical palm.
"Pyrrha!" said Jaune.
"Gods," I moaned. "When did I become a babysitter for dysfunctional teenagers?"
"Don't talk to that guy!" Jaune shouted, gently pushing the young girl away from me. "That's Arthur Watts! He's an evil man, aligned with Cinder Fall…the woman who killed you!"
"What?" asked Pyrrha. She looked like she was even more confused than before.
All of this nonsense was getting ridiculous. I had hentai to watch and couldn't be bothered by these blithering idiots. Action needed to be taken before I was drawn into another moronic situation.
"Look over there!" I said with great excitement. "Ruby Rose's character development!"
"WHERE?" Jaune and Pyrrha both said as they looked in the direction I was pointing to.
I disappeared before their heads could turn back and hid myself in an empty room. Salem had many empty rooms that served no other purpose than making the establishment feel less easy. This one was my personal favorite because nobody else knew about it.
My day finished on a satisfactory note, but the main point is that it took forever to reach it.
Jaune Arc is someone I am quite honestly getting sick of. His buffoonish behavior is enough to make even Tyrian look good. Perhaps he'll change, but I doubt it. All I can really do is hope for a change. Either that or lock myself in a room and watch hentai all day.