The Conquerors bloodline

Chapter 207: Bushel

"Well, I take it you're regretting this idea now, aren't you?" Weiss huffed as she and her three teammates peered from a bush to the docks. Yang's eyes were wide, and her mouth hung so far a few flies had taken purchase on her tongue. Blake was also wide eyed, though blinking a lot more than anyone of them while Weiss herself was slowly chattering her teeth, not entirely comfortable with the situation or what they were seeing. The only one with a less than extreme response was Ruby, she was acting like Ruby. Confused. Understandable considering Professor Goodwitch's chosen date.

Parc Evans. Their other teacher. And apparently the man dating their mother.

"No, it's just." Yang paled, "I suppose I should have seen this coming"

Weiss bobbed her head to the side, after everything with that Esdeath and the wannabe faunus Kurome, she was equally as confused but at the same time curious. 'No, no, not curious. He's my teacher. His relationships have nothing to do with me.' She berated herself.

"Uhh, Yang. Isn't Parc dating mom?" Ruby asked with innocence to her sparkling silver eyes.

There was nothing Yang could say, Ruby was far from a professional in relationships and sociality. Learning her recently returned mothers boyfriend was flagrantly cheating on her would probably go over her head or stick with her like glue. "Uhhh-"

"It's a long story Ruby." A voice not that of the team resounded from besides Yangwho'd taken the farthest side of the fourand caused the girl to slip and nearly yelp in surprise were it not for the hands slamming into her mouth to silence her. "Shh." Summer hissed at her eldest daughter.

"Mom?" Ruby exclaimed as gazes were drawn to Summer. Though Summer had shifted from her usual clothing to now be dressed a brown trench coat, a black fedora, and pair of thick, lensless glasses. The silver of her eyes having also changed to a bright blue due to a set of coloured lenses.

"Hey rosebud." Summer whispered, a slight strain to her tone. A click and a whir from the airship Parc and Glynda had entered rung through the docks drew Summer to lifting her head over the bushline to see the ships engines rousing. "Listen," looking between the four, she licked her lips, "my relationship with Parc is really, really weird and I'm still figuring it out myself but for now Parc's a polygamist and I somehow fell for him and now he's trying to get Glynda to join this weird relationship thingy I'm in and right now I'm following them." That was about as true as Summer was willing to go at this point. The polygamy part was still something she was getting used to, especially considering one of such lovers was quite literally at the point of bursting. Feeling like a homewrecker was normal in this type of relationship. Right?

The four girlsone of which was growing increasingly blue in the face from the lack of oxygenlingered on Summer sending jolts of goosebumps down her back.

"Mom." Ruby spoke.

"Yes cookie?" Summer asked while ignoring Yang's scratches pleading to be allowed ot breath.

"You're killing Yang."

Looking to Yang just as the girls arms went limp and her eyes began to roll, Summer shot her hands away and Yang gasped. Her lungs expanded and her chest heaved heavily until colour returned to her skin. "Oh my god Yang! I'm so sorry!"

"I'm I'm fine" Laying flat, Yang lifted a hand and gave a thumbs up. Glad that those angels she'd been seeing were raising back to heaven.

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Parc had arrived at the docks not long before Glynda had. Only having to wait a measly ten minutes before he saw her descending the steps towards him. Glynda wore a stale frown and her eyes belied her irritance to having found herself here. Not that Parc cared, she'd been the one going around commando in the middle of the day so only she was really to blame for things getting so far.

'Thinking about it, I've really turned into a degenerate, haven't I?' he chuckled recollecting his days of perversion and his fall to the darkside. He wasn't going to complain. Doubtful anyone would complain given the chance he had.

Clacking heels against stone drew closer and Glynda was soon before him. Close enough that he could willfully leer at her body and the dress he'd so kindly provided her. It was far from lecherous though it didn't stray away from accentuating her feminine and full curves. The cut was that of a halter maxi dress so it lacked both a back and sleeves which showed off her pristine and smooth arms as well a deep cut that ended right below her breasts and wrapped over the orbs. From just a single glance you wouldn't know if she was wearing a bra of any sort. Right at her left thigh the fabric parted and would often sway enough to reveal a partial slit thigh, though Glynda kept her legs together keeping that from happening all too often. Lastly she had a emerald gemstone necklace hanging around her neck, the gem shaped to a plumbob and hanging from a string of glimmering silver.

Parc's expression rose to excitement and boyish glee at seeing awoman like her dressed in such a way. Even more so as he knew he'd been the one to put it together.

"Before we begin this blackmail, I have a few things I would like to clarify and have clarified." Glynda pushed up her glasses. "The first being your and Summer's relationship. As unusual as polygamy is, I have no intention of joining in this little penchant of yours. Even with blackmail. Secondly, how do you know my sizes?"

Parc smirked, the answer was simple. Summer. Apparently, Summer had had a time where she liked designing clothing and would stare at passerbys imagining different types of clothes they could be wearing, at one point she'd even tried her hand at making a dress for Raven and had made a perfectly sized, yet shoddily produced dress for her teammate. It took ten minutes for the seams to come apart and for Raven to be stood in nothing but her panties in front of Tai and her brother. He couldn't imagine the pain Summer must have felt when Raven inevitably walloped her for that. Whether the woman was embarrassed was another question.

"Summer." Apparently that had been enough for Glynda to hiss.

"I knew it. That minx."

She huffed, glared at Parc then slowly softened her gaze into only a mild form of disgust. "So, what are you planning?" curious to both the torment she was likely to endure through the night and whether this would actually be considerable as a 'date,' as elusive as such a word was to her.

Stepping to the side, Parc indicated for her to head to the ship, as she began moving he spoke and described the plan he'd set for the night. "I've got a booking at a restaurant set up. Then I was thinking we could go for a walk to the beach, after that it depends."

"On?"

His smile caused no amount of uncanny nervousness to well in her body. "You. But, we'll talk about that later."

Settling down on a bench within the hall of the airship, Parc seated himself besides Glynda and turned to look out of the window. Just in time as he saw five figure sprinting to dive through the rising ramp just before it could shut and allow the ship to rise. 'Of course, they're following us. Wouldn't be an anime world if they didn't.' shaking his head he looked to Glynda practically shimmering as the moonlight from the shattered celestial body billowed down through the windows and over her body. She was tense, closed off with crossed arms and tightly squeezed legs.

He couldn't right blame her. He'd practically ripped away her agency for his own amusement. Cruel, he was aware but hopefully she'd realize he wasn't entirely a criminal in heart. Only mostly.