The Conquerors bloodline

Chapter 145: The Beginning finally arrives

After dinner Parc and the three girls waved Summer goodbye at the station and made their way right to the hotel he had booked for them to stay at until he could find a more proper and permanent housing arrangement.

Making full use of his recent birth of wealth, Parc had rented out the best of the best rooms in the hotel. His suite being larger and more regal than anything he had ever been in before, even better than Esdeath's room back in the palace on her world.

While Lili and Ferry both had their own rooms now, both close by to his. They had been dragged into his own by himself. Both coming to sit squirmingly atop his couch while he sat on the coffee table right across from them. Kurome lay down hugging a pillow letting out small 'fuuing' noises right after she'd felt the exquisite comfort of the bed.

Initially Parc kept silent before the girls. Often swapping his gaze between them watching their different reactions to the close proximity to him. There were similarities, glazed eyes, a slight drooling, faint pinkish tint to their skin, even their extra appendages were just a tad bit more twitchty than normal.

Then there was the differences which came more from their worldly experience. Lili was reserved, holding herself back from showing how yearning her body was for him while Ferry was a clear opposite. He could tell the girl was just about ready to bend over and offer herself to him from how both her hands were dug between her legs and was lightly grinding her hands into her crotch.

'God I wish I could do these two right now,' Parc plucked out his scroll and checked the time to see it at just ten past eight. 'But time is not on my side. I need to get to the store quickly.'

"Listen, I'm going to ask you two a question, and I want answers quickly, I've got something I need to do tonight so helping you both with your very apparent horniness will have to wait."

Wanting to retort to the concept of being horny, Lili blurted out her cheeks even redder than before he pointed it out, "I am not horny! It's just col- nhaa~" Parc reached out to her and pressed his fingers onto her neck, the sheer sensitivity of her body somehow formulating the sensation into pleasure that cause a slight dampness to release from her crotch and soak the couch a bit.

"Yeah, you're horny. Don't try to hide it. Ferry's not," he nodded to the side where Ferry was now sat loose lipped, drool trickling down her chin soaking her shirt while her legs parted slightly giving her easier access to the seeping slit beneath her hiked up skirt which she looked to be having a very enjoyable time fondling.

Lili burst red, her head hanging, "okay maybe I'm a little horny."

"No shit." Parc retracted his hand, "anyways, if you want we can do it sometime in the future but as I said, I've got things I need to do tonight so I'm going to be out for an hour or two." Crossing his arms over his knees he wove his fingers together and finally got to the question he wanted to ask.

"How would you two like to attend Beacon?"

***

Stood atop a building overlooking the street the From Dust till Dawn dust store was nestled upon, Parc had watched as a white suit, bowler hat clad man with a walking cane and plenty of generic thugs following him entered the store.

These were Roman Torchwick himself and not-Roman Torchwick's henchmen, people he'd hired from a certain Hei Xiong. A club afficiando as well as Vale's resident information broker and criminal informant, in that he informed criminals.

"So what am I supposed to be doing?" stood besides him was the candy sucking, headphone wearing, pink haired girl of Chelsea. Set on the ground besides her was her Teigu, Gaea Foundation, a large makeup box that gave her her transformational abilities.

Handing his scroll over to her Parc opened up the image of a small nevermore, "I want you change into this and follow Torchwick. The cocky gentleman who will be coming out in about ten nine eight"

By the count of seven the noise of crashing glass came from below as one of not-Torchwick's henchmen came flying out, a small girl clad in a black and red accented gothic Lolita dress using the man as a surfboard akiding across the ground atop the man. One hand flew behind her, digging beneath a vibrant red cap to pull out a long red box like object which slowly began to unfurl. A handle extended from within and the largest part of the box swivelled open into a large curved scytheblade which should have been much too heavy for a girl her size.

Even from so far away Parc could see the cocky smirk she gave the other henchmen and Torchwick who were peeking through the broken window. She then spun her scythe around ultimately plowing the end of the blade into the road, holding it in one hand while in the other she turned off her music player.

"Holy shit. That's not a teigu is it?" Chelsea asked, watching as a henchman ran out of the store only to meet the bottom of Ruby's boot when she hopped up into the air and spun around using her scthye as a makeshift caulting horse. Soon pulling it out of the ground and commencing to utterly thrash the other henchmen, firing off several bullets from the end of the scythe, the force of which she used to alter her momentum throughout the fight.

"Nope, it's a gun and a scythe and that, has got to fucking hurt," he cringed watching as the back of the hunk of metal rammed a man into the ground with a force that should either leave the man dead, disfigured or paralyzed for the rest of his life.

Torchwick exited the store, uttering words about the henchmen being worth every cent. Something Parc found strange considering Remnant didn't use cents. Torchwick lifted his cane, pointed it to Ruby and fired off an explosive flare from it that left Ruby to dodge by pointing the barrel of her scythe to the ground and fired, launching her into the air but giving Torchwick enough time to make an escape up a ladder onto a roof not too far from his own.

While he climbed, Torchwick's head tilted his and Chelsea's way, narrowing when he saw Parc give him a sharp smile and wave. "You should get to transforming."

"I don't see why, it's not like he has anywhere else to go-oohhh, what the fuck is that?" Chelsea was once again drawn to silence when Torchwick came to stand at the edge of the building, Ruby not far behind him having shot herself up with her scythe. From behind the building rose a bullhead, a vtol airship like the one he had used to escape the island a week earlier.

"A bullhead, and it flies. Hence so do you. Now stop questioning me and become a bird. They're not going to be here for much longer," and indeed, it wasn't much longer later that Roman threw out a shiny red fire dust crystal down to Ruby, firing another flare to ignite it into a large explosion that expectedly did nothing to harm Ruby as to defend her a light blonde, green eyed and completely buxom and dare him say, sexy lady appeared making use of a set of floating purple circles with sigils rotating within them.

With a single sweep of the riding crop she had in hand she fired off arrows of purple aura and stone against the bullhead, to seemingly no effect. Not long later did she strike a one legged pose and fire off an orb of her aura into the sky above the ship that burst and formed into dark storm clouds from which several dozens of Esdeath worthy icicles dropped, impaling parts of the ship though once again not seeming to do much damage to the vehicle.

A squawk from his side and weight on his shoulder drew Parc to break his gaze from the battle to gently stroke beneath the Chelsea-mores chin. Earning pleased ruffles of feathers from the bird ne girl.

"You see that woman in the Bullhead," Parc said indicating to the bullhead with a nod where in the opened door was the thigh down form of a woman dressed in a mini dress and shiny black shorts held in place with laces on the side set in a diamond pattern. "Treat her with the same caution you would Esdeath. While she's not anywhere near as imposing as her, the woman she works for is and is probably even worse."

The Chelsea-more nodded its birdly head and the fight eventually came to a close with the bullhead taking off into the distant skylines of Vale. Chelseamore launched into the air to follow after the ship while Parc lingered behind enough to watch Ruby get carted of by the mature, glasses wearing secretary to the place where Ozpin would be giving her the offer to join Beacon early.

"I'll be seeing you soon. All three of you," he chuckled and from his back extended a single black wing tipped in white which he flicked down, launching himself into the air. While he couldn't use it actively for very long and keep himself aloft he had figured out it enjoyed sapping away at his mana, something he could somewhat remedy with mana potions as he glided after the feeling his connection with Chelsea was giving him.