Blame patattack750 for putting this idea in my head not even half an hour ago.
Jaune was probably boned.
There was atleast 100 white fang terrorists surrounding him.
They all had a smile on their faces as they couldn't wait to butcher the human.
However, Jaune had a trump card: his semblance.
All he had to do was say one word and it affected everyone around him.
Jaune sheathed his weapons, sighed and then said one word.
"Come."
Suddenly, every white fang terrorist around him started moaning and squealing in confused ecstasy as they gripped their groins.
But a few were still standing so Jaune had to say "come" again.
And again.
And again.
And a few more times for good measure.
Now, all of the terrorists were knocked out. Their was a ringing in Jaune's ears and the room was filled with the foul, over saturated odor of hormones.
After making sure everyone was unconscious, he pulled out his scroll and dialed his friends.
"The base is clear, you guys can come in."
He realized his mistake when he heard the sounds of RWBYNPR orgasming through his scroll.
I am not apologizing for making this.