Jay Winchester stood shirtless and somewhat damp as he leaned over one of the sinks in the shared bathroom of the third floor of the first year dormitory. The boy had a baby blue towel around his waist, and no other clothing bar a pair of soggy, rather expensive designer flip flops upon his feet. His morning look was topped off with an even more expensive necklace with a gold chain affixed to some sort of fang dangling down to the center of his chest. The heir to the Winchester Military Technology conglomerate was in good shape for his age, and the water still clinging to his chest and arms gave his bronze skin an almost statuesque quality beneath the harsh fluorescent lights of the bathroom. Upon the sink before him was a small bottle full of viscous blue liquid next to a toothbrush, a tube of toothpaste, a stick of deodorant, and the boy's scroll- a prototype model that was not yet available to the public.

The boy cupped his hands and used them to splash a bit of water into his face, before bringing a small hand towel up and wiping the surface dry. Jay's reflection stared back at him with a rather blank and weary expression. Drops of water clung to the long, closely trimmed sideburns that extended down to the curve of his jaw, and his deep blue eyes seemed to lack any sort of sparkle or life to them.

"Another day of this shit," he muttered to himself as he shook his head. Jay picked up the bottle of thick cerulean liquid and squeezed a bit out onto the center of his palm, before rubbing his hands together and beginning to smooth them through his hair. The blonde mass of silky, professionally-maintained stalks rose into a pattern of short spikes, and Jay nodded his head slowly as his reflection began to look slightly more like what he was used to. "These fuckin' people. Like being at this school instead of Atlas isn't bad enough."

"Which fucking people are those?" came a familiar voice from the doorway. Another student named Hei Xiong made his way into the bathroom, carrying a similar set of toiletries. "Junior", as the boy told most everyone to call him, was equal in height to the already tall Jay Winchester, and even more muscular than the flaxen teen. He kept his black hair in a crew cut, and had already managed to grow a full and closely-trimmed beard that formed a ring around his mouth and extended upward to meet his bottom lip. He had a wine red towel around his waist, and much cheaper, jet black footwear of a similar make to Jay's. Junior made his way up to the sink next to the Winchester's, and deposited his own set of supplies upon the porcelain surface before beginning the process of brushing his teeth.

Jay hesitated as he gave Junior a sidelong look. From their time together as members of Team JHRY over the previous several days, Jay had learned that Junior was a no-nonsense, incredibly blunt individual who wasn't afraid to speak his mind and cut to the chase regardless of whom he was speaking to- professors included. Despite the tendency to always have an answer ready, Junior's remarks always seemed to have a realistic, well-reasoned pattern to them. Jay found that he quite liked that quality, especially when compared to the aloof and occasionally roundabout way that Yatsuhashi Daichi tended to answer questions or the thoughtless, immediate comebacks and snappy insults that his own brother Robin was prone to throw around. After making a quick visual sweep of the room in the mirror to make sure that they were alone, Jay cleared his throat once again and decided to speak his mind in earnest.

"Just about everyone, actually. Other hunters in training and the professors alike are all starting to get on my nerves," Jay lamented as he lifted his stick of deodorant and began to apply the fragrant substance to his armpits. "I've been getting a lot of shit for daring to show up while being from a family who has it made, lately. I figured kicking that one guy's ass last night in Goodwitch's class would get some people to back off, but it seems like it's only made things worse. Jealousy's an ugly color on anyone, and Robin's not exactly helping the situation."

"Your brother's a complete asshole," Junior replied without missing a beat before spitting a long string of toothpaste down into the sink and bringing his brush back into his mouth. "You're only a bit of an asshole, by comparison. I was expecting you to go off about the faunus again."

"Hey, I may not be their biggest fan, but that's mostly Robin," Jay warned as he folded his arms across his chest. "There are a few that are better than the typical dirty, violent, irrational types that make up most of them. Take that Adam kid, for example."

"Destroying a huge swath of forest isn't violent and irrational?" Junior asked. "On this one, it seems more like your brother's right, which is something I never thought I'd say. Adam seems unhinged. Then again, that might have something to do with the fact that you and Robin have been making his life a living hell since classes started."

Jay shook his head emphatically and let out an angry snort. "Again, you're talking about Rob. I didn't like Adam at first, but he's smart. Cunning. The kid wants to make something more of himself, instead of just screaming for handouts from those who have already made it. That's not something I'm used to seeing."

"Sounds to me like you almost admire him," Junior stated plainly as he abandoned his toiletries and made his way to one of the many vacant shower stalls. He closed the door behind himself before throwing his towel up and over it and turning on the water. "Your parents and the media are going to have a field day if you're caught so much as shaking hands with that bull in public."

"You think I don't know that?" Jay sneered. "And you think I can't silver tongue my way out of it, if I want to? Don't underestimate me. My family has most of the media in our back pockets, and if they dare to start spreading rumors and smearing our name, my parents will take care of it. Besides, they wouldn't believe I'm associating with any faunus, let alone that scrawny kid."

"Scrawny or not, he's got bigger arms than you," Junior taunted over the sound of the running water. "So you are starting to take a liking to him?"

"Like I said- he's smart, and driven," Jay repeated. "He's also in the crowd that's taking up some real estate in my mind lately, for reasons different than most. I asked to look at his written response for Oz's class during History, yesterday. You know what he wrote? He thinks dust is people."

For once, Junior had no immediate response to the point. The sound of water crashing into the tile floor filled the otherwise silent few seconds that passed between the members of JHRY, until he finally spoke once again.

"…I can follow that line of thought. If what Oz said is true, and humanity used to have access to magical abilities, it follows that dust could be their literal dust, given what it allows us to do. Clever."

"Clever? That thought doesn't bother you?" Jay asked with exasperation. "Legends got canceled yesterday after he went wild in the forest, so I have no idea what Oz would have said to that notion."

"And why do you care?" Junior countered. "You'll get your answer later today, and the moral implications of it sound like a Schnee problem to me, not a Winchester problem."

"It's an everyone problem, unless you're fine with the idea of smearing corpses on your weaponry," Jay grumbled. "I'm not the kind of guy who can just ignore something like that, and Adam's argument for it was well-written. It was bothering me all night."

As Junior opened his mouth to retort, the door to the bathroom crashed open and hit the wall behind it. Robin Winchester stomped his way into the room, completely naked and with his own white towel slung haphazardly over his shoulder. Jay looked away almost immediately and put his face into his hand, before rubbing with an annoyed expression.

"You really couldn't be bothered to wear your towel?"

"Don't like it? Don't look," Robin instructed with a cocky lilt in his voice. "What, you afraid I've got a bigger dick?"

"You've certainly got a bigger mouth," Junior jabbed. His tone of voice had adopted a far sharper edge, and Jay grumbled again as he knew that all chance of continuing their serious conversation had likely gone out the window. The heir found himself hoping that Junior would have both the sense and courtesy to simply table the discussion until they were alone once again. His hopes were dashed near immediately. "Anyway, you can't afford to start developing a bleeding heart if you're going to be a CEO. That's not how business works. Leave dust to the Schnees, and focus on making things that kill people, instead of wasting energy worrying about the long dead. Funny that you don't see the hypocrisy in any of your sudden empathy, really."

"Empathy?" Robin interrupted before Jay could get a word out. He made his way into the shower stall beside Junior's and turned on the water. "Whatever you think is going on, it isn't. We're here to get a fancy slip of paper to hang in an office and ignore. No one here is worth our time outside of those that can be useful to us. Stop worrying about philosophy and all that other weak shit, and start getting your head in the game… at least until classes let out tonight. Then, start thinking about all of the fine young women who have nothing better to do this weekend than us."

Jay felt a surge of anger more intense than the usual annoyance he held for his brother bubbling within his chest. He gathered up his toiletries and turned to begin making his way for the door.

"Good luck getting anyone here to agree to sleep with you, Rob. Your personality is grating enough to shred even the strongest nerves," Jay said icily as he pushed his way out of the bathroom.

"Hasn't been a problem yet," Jay heard his brother call through the closing door. "I'll leave you an unwashed, crusty, diseased faunus chick or two. We both know I get more pussy back home!"

"And we're not back home," Jay said to himself as he picked up his pace and rounded the corner toward his dorm. "Not that I'm going to spend the weekend chasing women anyway, you stupid ass."

Jay pushed the door to the JHRY dorm open with more force than necessary, and jumped just as much as the massive boy inside did. For a moment, Jay had the fleeting, irrational idea that someone had broken into his dorm before he recognized the "culprit" that was busy buttoning his Beacon uniform shirt as Yatsuhashi.

"Something wrong?" Yatsuhashi asked as he returned to securing the buttons on his garment. "You look upset."

Jay ground his teeth together behind his closed lips for all of a second before shaking his head and walking into the room at a brisk pace.

"No. Nothing's wrong. Just surprised to see you back, since I figured you'd just stay at the OKRA dorm until you went to class."

Yatsuhashi shook his head as he watched his toweled teammate make his way over to the closet that he shared with his brother. "I didn't bring my uniform. Next time, though, I just might. It's far easier to sleep over there, you know."

"Can't imagine why," Jay seethed as he took down the hanger that played host to his own waiting, neatly-pressed uniform. Beside it was Robin's slightly wrinkled, haphazardly hung counterpart, messily shoved in amongst Jay's clothing. "How'd it go last night?"

Yatsuhashi chuckled softly as he picked up his waiting black jacket from the bed beside himself and threw it over his shoulders. "Quite well, I'd say. Barty is an interesting individual, and the rest of his team is rather pleasant, too. Have you met them?"

"…kinda," Jay confirmed. "Glad to hear it. You deserve to be happy."

"…and others do not?" Yatsuhashi questioned as he raised a brow.

Jay tensed after pulling on a pair of boxers beneath his towel, and then tossed the soggy cloth into a waiting hamper. He slowly turned to face his companion, and got to pulling on his slacks as he felt whatever happiness he had for Yatsuhashi's successful date being replaced by a familiar twinge of annoyance.

"Yeah. That's what I'm saying."

Yatsuhashi frowned and approached the other boy after stepping into his brown loafers. "What troubles you, friend?"

"Leave it alone," Jay cautioned as he began to worm his way into his own dress shirt. "Tell me more about your date. I don't want to rain on your parade, and I do actually want to know how it went, even if the other two don't ask. We're a team, remember?"

"I do," Yatsuhashi confirmed. "Which is exactly why I want to take this rare opportunity of being alone to hear what's on your mind. My happiness can wait until a later date and be shared freely, while your uncharacteristic annoyance may well pass and fester without being addressed, or become exacerbated soon enough by the unpleasantness around you. We won't have a chance to speak again until third period, so let's hear it."

The thought that Robin would be with him during periods one and two buzzed through Jay's mind like an unbidden horsefly, and the fact that Adam would be with them in the second changed the buzzing into a bite.

"…I'm getting really sick of Rob's shit, and the attitudes of everyone else around us," Jay said in a low voice as he eyed the door.

"And this didn't bother you back home?" Yatsuhashi asked as he offered a hand while watching Jay pick up his deep red tie. The blonde hesitated, before giving the larger teen the silken strand and letting him begin to fasten it around his neck.

"No. Back home, we just stayed in the mansion. It was pretty much a big echo chamber, and I got used to it. Being here, living with you and Junior, and… seeing other sorts of people is starting to make me realize that things could be better. I'm also starting to see what people really think of the Winchesters, when we're not surrounded by people who can get at our money," Jay explained as he watched his teammate secure his tie.

"A lesson I was hoping you might learn, though one that I did not expect to set in so quickly. I believe I understand your frustrations," Yatsuhashi replied as he slid the knotted tie up into place around Jay's throat. "You cannot directly control the perceptions and attitudes of everyone at Beacon, but you can begin to rein in your brother, if you desire. You are the team leader, you know."

"It's not that easy," Jay replied as he adjusted the knot slightly and pulled on his jacket. "Our parents aren't far removed from Robin, in terms of their outlook on life, and especially not the faunus."

"The faunus?" Yatsuhashi echoed with a hint of surprise. "I thought y-"

"Things change," Jay cut in. "I'm not sold on the entire race, but I'm also not as aggressively against them as I used to be. Yes, I am aware that it's only been a matter of days. Would you rather I didn't reevaluate my stance?"

Yatsuhashi's curious and confused expression shifted to a smirk of approval as he gently nodded. "I'm glad to hear it, Jay. Any step forward is a point in my books."

"Just don't expect the world," Jay spat. "As I said, it's not easy t-"

Once again, Robin burst through the door, still without clothing as he trudged into the dorm and began to drip water into the carpet. Junior followed along behind the boisterous teen, though he had his towel secured once again around his waist.

"Oh, you're back," Robin said flippantly as he squeezed past Yatsuhashi and made his way to the closet. "Get any dick?"

Yatsuhashi made a small noise of annoyance as he looked at the carpet, and then immediately back upward as he heard Jay's voice.

"Can you stop being an asshole for five seconds? That's none of our business," Jay growled. Robin turned to face his brother, and had the decency to look taken aback by the sudden aggressiveness. The redhead raised his hands defensively and shook his head.

"Whoa, what crawled up your ass this morning? Was it Yatsu?"

Jay took an aggressive step forward, only for Junior to reach out and intercept the heir with a firm hand on his shoulder.

"Pick your battles," Junior warned before letting his hand drop. "You don't want to be late to class over him."

Jay snorted harshly before whirling on his heel and stomping back to his bed, where his weapons laid atop the neatly made bedspread. He reached down and scooped up the crossed leather sheaths that housed his twin longswords before pulling the straps up and around his shoulders. After tightening the straps by pulling with more force than necessary, he offered his brother a backward middle finger before shoving his way out the door and into the hall.

The Winchester boy's mind raced as he walked briskly to the elevator and rammed his finger into the downward arrow button on the waiting panel. The doors opened immediately, and Jay stepped inside as Professor Ozpin's words from two days prior floated through his mind.

It changed my perspective on how I look at students, their potential, and their semblances… and I can only hope that it changes the way you look at each other, as well. Particularly… between humans and faunus.

The words brought about an accompanied image of the headmaster's hazel eyes piercing through Jay's own. Somehow, he got the feeling that the professor could see straight through him, and into his mind. Jay couldn't remember a time in his life when he had felt so publicly naked as that moment, and the thought of how quickly he had looked away and lost that particular battle of wills was something that had stuck in his mind ever since. Something within Jay had changed over the course of the shortened week, and we wasn't entirely sure whether or not he liked it.

A soft ding broke Jay from his reverie, and he stepped out of the elevator and into the somewhat crowded hall with appreciable speed. He squeezed past a group of students by pressing his back into the wall as he made his way toward Professor Calavera's lab. As he finally made it to the door and twisted the knob to step inside, he caught sight of Kali Moonglove bent low next to one of the workbenches and in the middle of storing her holstered lugers beneath the bench. Though he didn't yet know her name, he recognized the faunus girl from his sixth period Weapons Crafting and Upkeep class.

"…hey," he offered as he approached the bench across from Kali's. The girl's cat ears twitched in surprise as she stood up and took a cautious step backward upon recognizing him.

"…hey?" Kali offered back as she folded her arms defensively. The look of skeptical distrust upon the girl's face gave Jay pause, and an incredibly awkward and tense moment of silence filled the room as the two teens simply stared at each other.

"…uh… I… like your ears," Jay said lamely as his gaze fell upon the unusual features. All feelings of anger, shame, and frustration that had created a heavy nest within Jay's heart since the start of the morning melted away as they were replaced with embarrassment and self-loathing at the stupidity of his statement. "I mean, they look good on you. They… fit? You look good, in general. You look good as a faunus, I mean, and with your uniform…" Jay fumbled as he tried to save himself. He looked down at the bench as the overpowering sensation of wanting to simply die spread throughout his entire body.

"Oh, you do?" Kali asked with a surprising amount of venom. "Do you like Adam's horns, too? Do those look good on him, or are you just trying to butter me up because you think fucking a faunus would be exciting and exotic? He's told me all about you, Jay Winchester," the girl accused as she took a few steps closer to him while cracking her knuckles. "And no amount of awkward compliments or trying to look innocent is going to change my perception about you. Stay away from me, and stay away from Adam. He might not fight back, but I will."

"No, it's not like that!" Jay tried as he found himself taking a step back and raising his hands in an open, defensive gesture without meaning to. "I'm not… I don't even know your name! Tell Adam that I'm sorry, and h-"

"Tell him yourself," Kali interrupted as she stopped just before Jay. Though she stood only at his shoulder height, Jay began to feel as if the situation was reversed as she glared up at him. "Maybe then the shit dribbling out of your mouth will be worth a damn. Though, knowing your family, you could still package and sell it for more than I could ever afford."

Jay let out a labored sigh, and shook his head softly. "…please tell me your name?"

"What?" Kali spat as she narrowed her eyes.

"Your name. Please," Jay repeated as he forced himself to look down and into Kali's eyes. Somehow, he found the teenage faunus' accusatory and judgmental glare even more intimidating than Professor Ozpin's.

"Why?" Kali demanded. "Why should I give you even a second more of my time, without kicking your ass? You know, I met Willow Schnee recently. I'm sure you know she goes here, too, by now, since she matters from your perspective. I was a little hesitant at first, but she's sweet. Innocent. Unhappy with the way things are playing out in regards to her family name. I'm happy that I gave her a chance, but you? With the way you've acted since the semester started, I'm not giving you anything. You want my name? Look it up, asshole."

Without so much as another word, Kali turned and began to walk away. Jay took a deep breath and disengaged his aura entirely, letting a light blue ripple travel down his body and dissipate across the tile floor. Immediately afterward, he reached out and snatched Kali's wrist. The faunus girl spun in place once again and slammed a powerful, speedy cross directly into the boy's mouth before grabbing his shoulder and rocketing her knee upward into his groin. Jay shrieked in pain and closed his eyes as he fell backward into the bench, and Kali immediately let go of him as her face went ghost white.

"What… the fuck? What is wrong with you!?" she cried, caught somewhere between fury and shock. "Why would you touch me, and why wasn't your aura up!?"

Jay sputtered as he began to taste blood. He brought a hand up to feel the split in his lower lip, and wiped at the deep red substance with the back of his hand as he kept the other upon his crotch. The boy massaged the throbbing area with a pained hiss, and opened one eye as he leaned back into the workbench.

"So that you didn't leave, and so that you know I'm being serious. I want your name, and I want to start making it up to you, and Adam. I know I've been a douchebag, but I'm trying. So please- don't fight me on this. The rest of the school is already doing that, and I can't start moving forward without having at least one faunus back me up. Might as well be you."

Kali searched Jay's face for any signs of deceit, and heaved a guilty sigh as she found none. The faunus placed her hands on her hips and bit her lip as she watched the boy transfer both of his hands down between his legs. She rolled her eyes, and spoke softly.

"Kali Moonglove. I'm not going to just take your word for it, after what you and your brother have done to my teammate already this year. There better be action to back this up, or I'll rip it off next time."

"Yeah," Jay squeaked. "I get it. I'm trying. It's… nice to meet you, Kali."

"No, it's not. It's clearly not. You should go to the nurse, get some ice, or something," Kali said offhandedly as she blew a strand of hair from her face. "Or just stop being a drama queen. You deserve it, anyway."

"I know I do," Jay agreed as he turned and made his way around the bench. He slowly loosened the straps on his harness before leaning downward with a pained wince to deposit his paired weapons beneath the workbench. Jay remained low to the floor as he found that the movement caused him even more pain, and eventually rocked back to sit as he tried to massage it away. "Just go. Don't be late to class, Kali. We can talk later, when you're not so… punchy."

Kali threw her hands up and shook her head before turning and making her way toward the door. "Okay. I guess I'm looking forward to it? Kinda?" she said with a fair amount of skepticism. As she laid her hand on the doorknob, she looked back over her shoulder, and frowned. "Feel better, Jay."

Jay closed his eyes and hissed in pain as he heard the door close. He continued to rub himself as the pain only seemed to intensify, and sucked in a breath through his aching mouth.

"Oh, fuck…"

"Language," a harsh and familiar voice replied from the far end of the room. Jay's eyes flew open as he quickly raised his hands from his crotch. "You know, I'm over twice your age, young man. A good-looking thing like you should be fantasizing about girls closer in years to himself, but I will say that I'm flattered. Also- detention."

"That's fair," Jay agreed as he dragged himself up to stand with a ragged sigh. "Can I at least have a pass to first period, though? I feel like I can barely move."

Professor Calavera walked across the room at a decent clip, carrying a steaming mug of coffee. Her welding goggles were already in place over her eyes even before first period had started, despite her apron and gloves being absent. The woman made her way to her desk and began hunting through the pile of scraps, bent and folded paperwork, and various tools lying about atop the surface.

"What exactly is your problem this morning, Mister Winchester? And why are you bleeding? You didn't touch any equipment without me being in the room, did you? That would be a second detention."

"No, no," Jay hurriedly replied as he limped his way up to the professor's desk. "A girl… kneed me in the crotch and split my lip."

"Name?" Professor Calavera said disinterestedly as she began filling out a small slip, her eyes down on the paper.

"I'm sorry?" Jay clarified as he rubbed at his split lip once again.

"Name," Professor Calavera insisted. "I can't write her up without knowing who it was."

Jay hesitated for all of a second before shaking his head and shrugging. "…dunno. Didn't catch it."

Professor Calavera looked up from the hall pass, and slowly raised her goggles to reveal a pair of shrewd, calculating, and narrowed silver eyes. "If she kneed you down there, I'm willing to bet it was in response to unwanted advances. As much as you might deserve it, in that case, I am sure you got her name before she made her move. Otherwise, you're even more of a fool than I thought."

Jay sucked on his bleeding lip as he looked away from yet another piercing gaze, and sniffed softly.

"Actually, it wasn't like that, Professor. And I… do know her name, but I'm not giving it. I deserved what I got, and there's no reason to hold her over the fire for it. Today's just not my day."

"And why is that?" Professor Calavera asked as she offered the small slip of paper, which Jay took. "Why did you deserve it, I mean- I don't particularly care why you think today isn't a good one. You fickle teens will cry foul for nearly anything."

"Because I'm a privileged, judgmental a-… person who is in the process of getting a rude awakening, and making an effort to be better and more accepting of the faunus doesn't just immediately reverse all of the things I've said and done since I got here," Jay stated flatly as he looked back up to make eye contact with the professor. The older woman said nothing, bar making a contemplative noise and tilting her head slightly. "…can I please have that detention slip, now? I don't want to get stopped for another detention while I'm making my way to yours."

"What detention slip?" Professor Calavera asked coolly. Jay raised a brow, and the woman shrugged as she straightened herself up and took a sip from her steaming mug. "Get moving. You're already late to first period."

Jay allowed himself a small, appreciative smile, and nodded softly before turning and making his way toward the door.

"And Mister Winchester?" Professor Calavera called as the teen made it to the exit. He looked back over his shoulder, and raised a brow in response. "Your swords are looking rather dull. Come in on Monday during lunch, if you'd like, and I can help refine your sharpening techniques. Adam Taurus will be there as well, if that's something that interests you."

Jay made an amused noise, and offered the woman a quick nod. "Thank you, Professor. I think I will."

Author's Note:

I bet most people thought that Jay and Team JHRY would just be a side bit, huh? Jay in particular is going to play a very important role moving forward, though I will admit that Junior and Robin will only have sideline roles. Speaking of- I am aware that this team was referred to as "Team WHYR" in Chapter 8, but that was a placeholder name that I forgot to change while I was doing revisions. I went back and changed both that chapter, and author's note to reflect the correct name- Team JHRY (Jury).

Additionally, in case anyone is trying to keep track, below is a list of everyone's schedules out of the characters at Beacon that will be showing up in Volume 1. Fourth Period (right after lunch) is "Team Synergy and Tactics" and Seventh Period (right before dinner) is "Free Sparring" for the entire first year class, so neither of those are listed.

Summer: Legends, Weapons, Grimm, History, Plants

Tai: History, Weapons, Grimm, Legends, Plants

Raven: Grimm, Plants, Legends, History, Weapons

Qrow: History, Weapons, Legends, Grimm, Plants

Barty: History, Plants, Grimm, Legends, Weapons

Kali: Grimm, Plants, Legends, History, Weapons

Roman: History, Plants, Legends, Grimm, Weapons

Adam: Grimm, History, Weapons, Legends, Plants

Jay: Plants, History, Grimm, Legends, Weapons

Junior: Legends, Plants, Grimm, History, Weapons

Robin: Plants, History, Legends, Grimm, Weapons

Yatsu: History, Weapons, Grimm, Legends, Plants

Willow: Legends, Plants, Grimm, History, Weapons

You can bet your ass that in COFV and RWBY's years, and even the second years of STRQ/OKRA, all team members will have the same schedules since this was absolute hell to coordinate.

And finally, this story has now been taken up to an "M" rating. I don't think I can justify a "T" anymore between Robin's mouth and some of the more violent things coming up near the end of Volume 1. Speaking of, we may be about halfway there. Things will speed up massively once we hit the first weekend in a chapter or two. Expect a lot of time jumps that consistently last until near the end of Year Two.

-RD