Suzanna was furious, some arrogant punk tried making a pass at her when Jaune took her to the cafeteria. She, of course, offered a rebuttal for the student who looked so large and solidly built that he may have been a subspecies of an oak tree. This had in turn been enough to aggravate the student into reaching out and trying to grab her by the shoulder. His hand was intercepted by Jaune's. "I think it is time for you to go somewhere else," Jaune said his voice almost a growl and the threat in it quite clear.

"And if I don't" the man responded. Shaking his hand from Jaune's grip. The response was most likely meant to be an attempt at intimidating Jaune who was about 90 pounds lighter than this beast of a man.

The attempt failed miserably. This was made evident when Jaune looked him dead in the eye and answered. "Then I may have to beat the Hell out of you".

Now the big man smiled, he clearly thought that he had some kind of advantage. " I know all about you and your trigger happy nature, but I don't think that you got the stones to fight me without your fancy gun."

Jaune recognized that this brute was baiting him so he just turned around and attempted to leave the room, he and Suzanna could go out to eat. After all his father's safehouse still had a moderate health supply of lien. And he knew a very good bakery where he was always welcome.

"Oh, that's right. You prefer to ambush Faunus protesters, don't you? What is the matter, am I trained to fight, does that make me too much of a threat for a coward like you."

The brute had turned from threats to insults. Jaune planned to just walk away. He had experienced this kind of harassment before and he had walked away then, he would walk away now.

"Turn around and face me you coward!" the student called at Jaune's turned back. The student gave off a proud grunt and then said. "At least your disgusting father had the common decency to kill himself and stop populating the world with filth like you."

At that Jaune stopped for a moment his hand still intertwined with Suzanna's he turned his head to look at the student. "You know, that almost worked" as Jaune spoke he tried once more to lead Suzanna away from the metaphorical powder keg.

His attempts were in vain however as Suzanna now turned to face the student. Jaune may have had a long fused on his temper but Suzanna didn't. "And just what is your problem, what did Jaune do to you?"

Before the big man could answer Jaune answered for him. "He blames me for the death of his team leader's sister and her unborn child." after a long pause Jaune continued. "And he should, if I had done my job then she would still be alive." his voice was filled with shame as he continued. "I made a mistake a stupid careless mistake and I got her killed, gunned down by my enemies."

The amount of shame on Jaune's face gave Suzanna an uneasy feeling. She didn't want to believe this but if what Jaune was saying and if what she was feeling in the force was true then Jaune truly believed himself guilty of causing the deaths this woman and her child, there was just so much guilt flowing off of Jaune that she couldn't stop herself from taking on the pain he was giving off. Recognizing that she was going to overload and that she could do a lot of harm if that happened she turned and ran as fast as she could. She thought she heard Jaune call her name and she almost stopped. But then a second wave of dark feelings washed over her and she had to run.

Jaune watched Suzanna run away as he felt his heart crumble like old stone. With his back still turned to the student who was harassing him he said in a voice as cold as ice and hard as steel. "Well, you got what you wanted. The only question is… are you going to live long enough to enjoy it.?" once he finished speaking Jaune heard the sound of the large man drawing the sword from his back. Turning and lashing out with both his body and his mind. The anger gave him strength, power, and it focused him. He threw an overhand left that landed directly on the man's floating rib. It would normally have had almost no effect on the larger man but now it was backed by the fury of the dark side and months of sleepless nights venting.

The strike landed clean and Jaune felt the rib crack. It was like the man's aura hadn't activated and he was thrown across the room and throw a wall leading to the kitchen. The only reason for that would be that he thought he wouldn't need his aura and only drew on it after he was in the air on his way to the wall. But such things were far from Jaune's mind. He was swimming, no he was drowning in his own misery. First, a painful memory was dredged up, and then Suzanna has left him. And there was really only one reason for that. She heard about what he had done and she couldn't even stand to be near him. Jaune had just gotten her back, and now this jackass with a grudge had taken her from him again. And Jaune was going to beat him to death for it.

Closing in on the student Jaune let out a guttural growl and said. "If you know what happened then you should know what I do to those whom I deem my enemies. Tell me." as he spoke he lifted the barely conscious student up from the rubble of the wall. "Is there anything you want me to tell you teammates for you? To explain why you went and got yourself killed that is". As he asked Jaune held up his hand which now held a knife from one of the tables. He was bringing the knife down to pierce the student's skull when a large and strong hand gripped his wrist. The hold seemed to be made out of iron and wouldn't be defeated.

"I am only going to say this once Jaune," as he spoke Jorge turned the enraged teen to face him. "You get a grip on yourself or I WILL HOSPITALIZE YOU!" the end of the sentence rose into a command and it was obvious that Jorge wasn't bluffing.

Once his hand was released by Jorge Jaune lashed out again. This time at Jorge. He tried to plunge the knife into Jorge's chest but the older warrior quickly took a step back just outside of Jaune's reach. This forced Jaune to try again but this time it was more telegraphed. It was an old trick Jorge had learned back when he was running around the streets of Dromund Kaas. after attempting a stab most fighters need to draw the blade back in order to try again. It was of less use now, but it was still a good edge to have.

The telegraphed stab was easily parried by Jorge who used the braces he built into his coat. Then he grabbed Jaune's hand with his right and lift the teen's arm leaving him open for a brutal left-handed body hook. After the punch landed Jaune was staggered three steps back. "I just broke three of your ribs Jaune, last warning".

Again Jaune regained his footing and swing the blade in slashing pattern going from just over his left shoulder down to his right hip. Jorge, in turn, flicked his wrist and one of the chairs nearby hurtled through the air and struck Jaune in the right shin. While he was still off balance Jorge lunged forward and wrapped his left arm around the Jaune's right wrist. And the other arm wrapped around Jaune's left arm in an underhook as he stepped into the boy. Then in one savage move, Jorge spun his hips and swept with his leg.

The modified Hane Goshi knocked the wind out of Jaune. Jorge followed the throw up with four precise strikes an elbow to the head, and elbow to the same ribs that Jorge broke. There was a kick landed on Jaune's right shoulder and finally, an elbow to the jaw knocked Jaune unconscious.

Looking down at the boy Jorge used the force to lift him without causing any more injury and carried him to the infirmary. "I tried to warn you," he said to the boy as floated him away. He briefly stopped and looked at the other student who Jaune had been trying to kill. "Mr. Diachi, I have to advise against taking similar actions in the future. The man you fought today was not Jaune but a manifestation of the man I used to be. And next time I won't stop him BEFORE he kills you."

with that Jorge brought Jaune to the infirmary and called Suzanna. It was her that called him and told him what was happening. And was probably the only reason that the other student was still alive. He told her to stay where she was and that he would find her soon. They had much to discuss.