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Chapter 16: The Familiar Egg
"Exactly how many machines do you have?" Cinder asks, in her new disguise. She didn't change that much, just made herself blonde, her eyes green and altered her facial features slightly. Emerald changed herself much more, switching to a light-skinned, somewhat older red-head.
If she gets caught because she was too proud to change herself too much? Well, I let her pick her appearance... if she gets caught because of it... that's her problem.
"A couple hundred or so, I have a deal with a farming village just on the edge of Vale's borders, so a lot of my machines are protecting it from the Grimm." I say casually, looking over them both.
Emerald doesn't meet my eyes as she pulls the tiny maid skirt down to try and cover herself better, failing in the process. Cinder looks every bit the sexy secretary, the tight skirt sticking to her skin and the equally tight shirt having it's top two buttons undone exposing her sexy red lace bra.
People are well aware that I am a pervert... why wouldn't my secretary be dressed like a high-budget porno version?
"That seems like a waste of resources..." she says after a moment, making me chuckle.
"It gets me a decent amount of income, as well as a discount on meat and vegetables. More importantly, people have started to notice how safe my machines have kept them... it's basically free advertising since I've automated the machine production and they cost barely anything to make." I admit, Atlas think they are subtle, but the poorly disguised Atlesian Specialists that investigated the Arc farms were anything but subtle.
"You're trying to lure people to you to buy them from you..." Cinder realises, a slight frown on her face.
"Every machine I send out increases my intel network even further, plus I can over-ride their controls whenever I please." I say, also a lot of them have MCT built-in, I've added it to the blueprints of most of my machines. But I won't be telling her that, I've hidden the app for it in my Command Centre, that is one secret I won't be sharing.
"I see..." she says, a sly look appearing on her face as I roll my eyes.
"Just as a reminder... I can see everything you do at the Command Centre, and I control what you can do on it... My Machines are just that... mine. I'm not giving you control of them." I say with a stern look, making her flinch slightly. "Yeah, you aren't as subtle as you think you are." I warn her calmly.
I have a direct link to my Command Centre with my implant, she can't even play minesweeper on it without me giving her permission.
"Of course... Sir." she says with a slight bow as I roll my eyes, her obedience is at twenty... which is nothing in the grand scheme of things. She plays the part reasonably well when she manages to hide her greed, but it's just an act.
Emerald has thirty-five obedience, which is better.. but she's a natural submissive, that much is clear from how she follows Cinder around like a lost puppy... putting that to the test I wait until she follows Cinder through the halls of my lab, and reach down and slide my hand beneath her skirt, grabbing a handful of her firm ass, her yelp attracting Cinder's attention.
Despite Emerald's uncomfortable look, Cinder simply gives her a warning look making her stop squirming, Cinder simply moving on calmly as she looks around my lab with curious eyes, leaving her sidekick to be molested.
"And what is this?" Cinder asks, looking at the featureless humanoid floating in a vat.
"Eh... an experiment. A work in progress, at that. I have a lot more work to do before that's ready." I admit, sliding my hand beneath Emerald's panties and rubbing her firm ass directly, my other reaching around and groping her breasts over her top. "It's an android that can pass for a human, my original plan was to replace people in power, councillors and the likes, with my androids... and while they can take the appearance and voice of my targets, they aren't advanced enough to actually act the part. The hardware is ready, but the software? Eh." I admit, once I get my Master Proficiency in Technology, I'll need to move on to Programming if I want to realise a lot of my plans.
I also need to actually get ready for the tournament... honestly I've been putting it off because it barely even matters if I win, it's just an excuse for me to go to Mistral, and deliver the goods I have sitting in my inventory to Lil Miss Malachite.
I might as well win it, though. It'll increase my legend, even more, giving me a reputation.
I need my Master Proficiency before I make my Iron Man Suit. Otherwise, I'll just have to rebuild it when I do reach Master.
While Cinder blatantly schemes, I lead them out of my workshop/lab and back to the elevator, Cinder hesitates to leave but doesn't outright disobey me.
Emerald is just happy that I'm not molesting her any more.
- Cinder -
Shiro had far, far more potential than she had ever predicted... with him on her side she'd have everything she needed to become Salem's favourite again.
To get her life and plans back on track...
And yet, she was the one dressed in a slutty outfit calling him... Sir.
She would do what she had to, getting Shiro to obey her would be extremely hard, if not impossible, he had everything going for him while she had nothing. But getting him to work with her as a partner was a possibility, she'd just have to prove her worth to him first, get him to stop seeing her as an underling but as a partner in crime instead, like Neo evidentially was.
Neo was one lucky bitch, simply stumbling across someone who would be so powerful and well connected so quickly.
She'd have to work far harder to gain the same affection he had for the weird mute.
"Emerald, I doubt I need to remind you but we will both need to prove our worth to Shiro for my plans to work... I expect better than you trying to pull away." she scolded watching the younger girl flinch.
Emerald had abandonment issues, all it took was a little disappointment to get her panicking.
"I... I'm sorry, I panicked." she admitted. "I'll do better next time..."
"See that you do." she said before she spun around quickly, ready to attack the other person in the room...
Freezing in place, she stared at the smugly smirking girl sitting on the desk with a scowl.
"Neo... is there something I can do for you?" she asked, calming down slightly, though not too much, Neo is a sociopath after all.
Watching the girl type on her Scroll, she waited for a moment before the multicoloured girl turned the screen towards her.
'Hurt Shiro, and I'll negate your Aura and have you gang-raped by every bum and thug in Vale... and then their dogs. You'll beg for death weeks before I give it to you. Then I'll have them rape your corpses.'
The carefree smile on the girl's face was admittedly unnerving as the Aura negation tech triggered again, making her wince at the unpleasant feeling.
"Message received..." she said calmly, Neo could control the tech as well? Worrying...
'Glad we had this talk. I'll be seeing you around... you might even see me occasionally... Nice outfit, Emerald.'
As the assassin vanished, she felt her Aura return slowly.
Neo could clearly use her Aura even when the nullification was active... and that made her unbeatable in the Tower.
Neo would be a significant pain to fight even with her Aura and weapons... without any of them? It'd just be a one-sided slaughter, and she had no doubt Neo was serious in her threat.
The sooner she got Shiro's affection, the better... he might just be able to control the little psycho.
- Shiro -
"Why exactly am I here?" Blake asks, dressed for once as she sits in the chair I have in the corner of my office. It's Nora's chair where she usually waits for me to get horny.
Cinder is settling in, and I've given her some less critical tasks to get her started... and she has an appointment with my forgers.
"Because Nora is busy with something, and I like having a sex toy around for when I get bored of paper-work. Would you rather go back to the cold cell?" I ask, making her shake her head quickly. "Thought not, sit there and look sexy while I work..." I say, going over the final paperwork for my new purchase.
"Why do you even want some crappy apartments?" she asks, making me pause, she can see my screen and desk from where she is sat, and her eyesight is very impressive. "A drug den? A new prison so you can keep more victims?" she asks with a scoff making me chuckle.
"Affordable housing for Faunus, actually. This venture is completely legal." I say truthfully. "It's a cheap purchase since it has a gang problem, but I can deal with that... and fixing the apartments up will barely even dent my wallet."
Also, there was a murder there recently, which drove the price right down. Just typical gang violence that definitely wasn't committed by Neo in disguise.
"Bullshit. You're a racist... why would you ever-" she starts before I turn back to her, making her freeze in place.
"One, I'm not a racist... I abuse all races equally. Two, I'm telling the truth. Sure, this won't be a huge source of income, but the PR benefits of doing this while Faunus reputation is at an all-time low in Vale is too good to pass up. Thanks to the White Fang attacks, a lot of Faunus have been kicked out of their homes by racist or worried landlords, not wanting any terrorists in their building, Faunus homelessness is at an all-time high, which means there's an opening. Where's there's demand, a good businessman should arrange for the supply. I'll have an easy supply of thankful Faunus to fill the apartments, and they won't be bad renters since they'll know if they get kicked out, nowhere else will take them." I explain calmly, signing off on the paperwork and sending it off, I don't want to use Build Mode for this place, it'd be reasonably suspicious if I fix it all overnight.
Instead, I've bought a small company that specialises in decorating and repairs. They'll handle the repairs and preparations once the sale is put through.
Best estimates are that it will pay itself off in a year, two at most, even with me charging fair prices.
"...What's the catch?" she asks with a scowl, making me chuckle.
"Blake, I'm offended. Bad people can do good things... after all, Gang Crime is at a record low in Vale thanks to me... because I've had so many of the leaders assassinated and the thugs forcibly recruited into my gang." I say casually.
"Lovely... so what is the catch?" she growls slightly making me chuckle deeply.
"The catch is that I'll have a nice supply of very grateful Faunus needing money to hire for my more legal ventures." I admit. "You know how much money a sexy Faunus woman can bring in at the strip club? Your mother is one of the highest earners in the club, and she doesn't even give private dances." I say with a chuckle.
"...Wonderful." she says with a roll of her eyes... despite her act of disgust, I know the truth.
+20 Affection with Blake Belladonna [-30/100] for helping her people... even if you are doing it for yourself.
"You know, it'd be a real shame if a race war really did break out thanks to the White Fang, I'd miss the sexy Faunus women." I say sadly... as if I'm not the one lighting the fuse on that power-keg.
"...You say that like humans would win." she says coldly, making me smile at her.
"Well, of course, we would. We have the Dust, the numerical advantage... and we have the most fighters by far. For every one Faunus who becomes a Hunter, there are a dozen or so humans... most of the White Fang are weak goons after all. That plus Atlas's military power and anti-Faunus policies. Vacuo seems to be going the same way, it's been a different place every since General Swain took over. He's like more ruthless Ironwood, and damn if he isn't effective." I chuckle.
It's good to keep track of what's going on in the world... Vacou had a pretty violent uprising a couple of decades ago after a Grimm attack almost destroyed the capital city. Before the council was pretty much a bunch of figure-heads, with the Headmaster being the true leader of Vacou (much like Ozpin here). General Swain changed that, and he wasted no time restructuring the nation to be a more ruthless Atlas. He's also been suppressing every little bit of information coming out of Vacou... but I have my ways. He doesn't have the technology to make an army of machines or the dust to power them... but he still seems to be doing an excellent job building a strong force. I'm guessing he isn't exactly doing it legally.
I have him marked as a potential massive customer for my Machine armies, but I need more information, and his Kingdom is hard to get info from, even for me.
"Even if Mistral, the last Kingdom that isn't prejudiced towards Faunus, didn't join in... you still would be fighting an unwinnable battle. Outnumbered, outgunned and without the resources to fight a prolonged battle. You wouldn't be able to hold off a concentrated siege of Kuo Kuana, and after that fell? Well, that'd be the beginning of the end." I say, doing the numbers in my head.
Despite her previous claims, I can see the doubt starting to form.
"Basically, if your old pal Adam doesn't stop his slaughter across Atlas, bye-bye Faunus. Even your old pals are trying to stop him, but the mad bull has gone rouge." I say, bringing up some of the data I stole from Ghira.
"...do you know where he is?" she asks after a moment making me chuckle.
"Obviously. That's the kind of mad fucker I need to keep an eye on, just in case he decided to come to kick down my front door." I admit, I don't have the card for him... but I have more ways to track him, and finding him wasn't even hard. He isn't exactly subtle.
In truth, I bought another pack of Machine cards... and I got something very, very interesting. The SPYRAL GEAR – Drone, a small drone that could fly around and gather data, tracking people for me... adding a cloaking system wasn't even difficult.
I also for the DUCKER Mobile Cannon, a small two-legged machine with a turret on it, the Oni Tank T-34 which is a tank with an Oni mask on it for a reason, Parallel eXceed which is a weird dragon-like creature, and the Kozmo Dark Destroyer... a spaceship with powerful laser weapons.
I've started the manufacturing line making Drones and Mobile Cannons, which are useful against Grimm. But the real bonus is the drones, I have them spying on anyone worth spying on... and I installed an upgraded Scroll Thief device on each one, so they can steal data from computers and scrolls.
They are very good at hiding.
"Then you should tell the White Fang, lady Sienna could use that-" she starts before I hold up a hand, making her freeze.
"Why exactly would I help them?" I say with a sigh.
"...to stop a war? Obviously?" she replied with a scowl.
"...I don't like your tone, get other here and kneel beneath my desk." I order, getting a flinch before she sighs and stands up, stripping naked slowly.
As she moves beneath my desk, undoing my trousers, I lean back in thought... while I don't want to help them, it is worth considering.
If I can get their leader to meet me... couldn't I try and take over? My own pet terrorist organisation? Hmm...
Writing an email, I hesitate before I send it off to the address I stole from Ghira. The White Fang really don't like me... but let's see if I can work on that.
If not... well, I can start working on dealing with them before they can become a problem.
As Blake's warm mouth engulfs my shaft, a pair of golden eyes staring up at me, I decided that I have better things to do than worry about terrorists.
- Later -
Huh...
Staring at the shaking familiar egg, I have to admit I was starting to think that the Game had given me a dud.
I set a sensor up and left it in a nice warm place, but nothing ever seemed to happen with it, so I kinda lost interest. I had no idea how to force it to work, after all.
My sensor alerted me that it was cracking, and I've been watching it shake and crack for almost two hours.
Watching it start to crack, I have to cover my eyes at the bright light, filling the room and almost blinding me.
When it finally clears, a deep purple miasma has flooded the room, a single object sitting where the egg was moments earlier... a golden lamp, with two
red gemstones on either side in the facade of eyes.
...Game, are you sure this isn't a dud?
...Rub the lamp, dipshit.
I don't have time for this shit.
Why would I... Oww! Having an entire movie forced into my brain, I briefly consider making a Jasmine sexbot before I start to focus.
Picking up the lamp, I gently rub it three times, watching more mist pour out of it and start to take form, a definitely... female form.
As the purple mist forms into a tanned skinned female, I have to admit... I like it already, her tiny purple underwear barely covering anything, her breasts already popping out of her far too-small bra and her silky bottoms start mid-thigh, preventing them from actually covering her privates, the tiny thong not doing much to conceal either, giving her a clear camel toe.
A pair of deep purple eyes stare at me as her lock white hair starts to form in a ponytail that goes down past her knees, her ears are clearly... elven in nature, pointy as they stick out a good distance.
"You summoned me, My Master... what is your wish?" the genie says with a sincere smile.
"For now... introduce yourself, and tell me exactly what you are and what you can do." I order as a growing smile.
"I have no name, Master... you have to choose one for me, and I am a Genie... though a young one. I grant wishes for my master, though I must admit... I'm limited in what I can do at the moment." she admits sadly, her ears drooping slightly.
"A name... how about... Hmm... Kadri?" I say, making her perk up again. "So, Kadri... what can you do at the moment? Any rules I need to know about? And more importantly... how do I make you stronger?" I ask quickly, getting to the critical questions.
"I can grant a minor wish once a week, it resets on Sunday at midnight by the way so make sure to use your wish since you'll waste if it resets and you haven't... there aren't any rules or anything like that, I can grant any wish... if I have the power to do so. And I get stronger just by granting your wishes, each one will give me a power boost. Eventually, I'll be able to grant more wishes a week, way more." she says proudly, heh... unlimited wishes from an increasingly powerful genie?
Hello, power up.
"As for what I can do now... let's say... you wished to increase a skill, I'd just be able to make it go up a rank or two, while if I was full power, I could just max it out immediately. Or if you wanted someone to fall in love with you, I'd be able to nudge them that way... but they wouldn't fall completely in love." she admits sadly.
"Then I just need to make plenty of wishes, don't I?" I say with a wide grin, making her perk up happily, spinning in the air for a moment before she settles down.
"Of course, Master! You can put that dusty old lamp in your inventory, I'll be along for the ride, no matter where you go. If you need me, just call my name, and I'll come out, or just say your wish out loud, and I'll handle the rest." she promises as I take her advice and add her lamp to my inventory, it doesn't make her leave as she continues floating around the room. "So, what's your first wish? If you're ready, that is, no rush..."
Hmm... what wish would benefit me the most right now?
I can't just wish for immortality or unlimited power, she isn't strong enough to grant those yet... but do I even need to wish for that? I can probably get both with enough training and effort.
"I wish... I could get stronger faster." I say making her frown slightly as she spins in the air. Anything that saves me time is incredibly valuable.
"Hmm... well, let's see what I can do? Err... this is my first wish, Master, so please don't expect that much..." she says sheepishly before she snaps her fingers.
[Blessing of the Genie – Power Levelling] Added
Upgrade Quests start 20% complete
Exp increased by 20%
All classes start at level 10
...Well, hello there.
"D-did I do good, Master?" she asks hesitantly, her hands clasped together nervously.
"Yes... yes you did, you did wonderfully Kadri." I say with a proud smile, reaching up and stroking her hair as she beams at me.
+20 Affection with Kadri [60/100] for being proud of her, she is basically a child seeking attention.
[Genie's Blessing] – Kadri [50]
All wishes have a 25% chance of being critical successes
"Nice! Go Kadri!" she says joyously, spinning in place happily before she dissolves into mist, flying at me. "Sorry, Master... that tired me out, so I'll be in my lamp for a while." she says in my head, making me chuckle. "Normally, I could just make myself tiny and invisible... but my power is drained at the moment."
"Get some rest, honey..." I say calmly, grinning widely.
Once a week... I can wish for anything I want... with increasingly powerful effects. Oh, and I get a sexy tanned genie as my sidekick. All in all, not a bad day.
Dud, my non-existent ass, I don't make mistakes.
I could have given you something so much weaker... and it'd still be broken.
This gift wasn't for free, but we can talk about that later.
And there he is, should have known you'd come calling. Fine, later.
Heading out of the room, I stretch slightly with a yawn, smirking to myself as I examine the live-feed of my club. Right now, two different people are requesting the twins let them meet me.
Melanie still warms my bed on occasion, aside from the occasional quickie in a supply closet. I do need to finish the set, Miltia is thirsty enough for me anyway. Power turns her on and how quickly I've risen to the top of the Vale Underworld... the fact that I've dragged them up with me has just made her thirstier.
It's kinda funny to leave her unclaimed though, she's getting thirstier, and soon it'll overcome her shyness.
Hmm... do I want to meet with my two newest petitioners? Honestly, how often people come crawling for my favour makes me feel like some medieval king ruling over Vale... and I have to admit, I like it.
I'm in a good mood and feeling generous, sending the order to the twins, I allow them an audience with me, they've both come all the way from Atlas after all.
What is entertaining is that they are definitely not here together... honestly, they seem moments away from coming to blows.
- Robyn -
"Run back to Mantle, go back to playing politician." the Atlesian Specialist said coldly, staring her down.
Of all the days for her to show up, it just had to be today, the same day she arrived in the hopes of meeting Willow Schnee's son.
"What do you even want with a club owner on the other side of Remnant? Don't you specialist's have better things to be doing?" she asked, seeing her team ready to assist if things turned... unpleasant.
"If you think Shiro Eis is just a club owner... then clearly you are a bigger fool than Mantle realise... how fortunate you won't be getting a seat on the council." Camille said coldly, something that almost resembled a smile on her face.
Seeing May go to get involved, she waved her down.
Camille the Steel Shadow, possibly one of the most dangerous Specialist's Atlas had... and that was before she started having pieces of herself chopped off and replaced with the most advanced tech in Remnant. And that was ignoring the rumours of her less than legal activities on behalf of Atlas. Fighting her would be.. unpleasant.
She disliked them, due to her and her team choosing Mantle over Atlas once they completed their time at the Academy, she was... very loyal.
"And what is that supposed to mean?" she asked with a growl, her campaign to get the free seat was still going strong... after all, she was
Mantle's Hometown Hero.
"That Willow Schnee has decided to run for the seat... and she has a far stronger base than you, the likeliness of you beating her is almost non-existent... that you didn't even realise who you were running against highlights your lack of intelligence... and how unworthy you are of the position." the half-machine woman said coldly, May finally losing her temper at the mocking from the Specialist.
Storming over, she was immediately intercepted by a short girl with a long blue ponytail, an excited grin on her face.
"Oh, please... try and start a fight. Kicking your asses out would make my night..." the woman said with a wide grin, it hadn't escaped her attention that the security of this place was watching them... very carefully. They couldn't afford to get into a fight, it would ruin her reputation if she was caught getting into a bar brawl... and she'd seen the security cameras.
"Jinx... back down." one of the twins that had been stonewalling them since they arrived said calmly. "She's got a point though... you're a long way from Atlas, and your authority means nothing here... if you start fighting, you'll be kicked out like everyone else." Miltia said with a cold stare.
"My apologies, but I cannot leave until I have accomplished my goals here... I am prepared to wait until Mr Eis is willing to meet with me however." Camille said, suddenly far more polite as she gave a bow towards the twins. "I am terribly sorry that Miss Hill and her group are so... uncouth."
"Hey! You-" she started before she took a deep breath. "...I can't afford to stay here forever, what do I have to do to meet with your boss?" she asked with a sigh.
If Willow Schnee was really running for the same seat... things had just become much more complicated.
"And I've told you he's..." Miltia started again before she trailed off, her hand raising to the small earpiece, barely noticeable unless you were looking for it. "Are you sure? Got it... thanks Shiro." she said with a smile (and a small blush.) "Guess it's your lucky night... the boss doesn't want you driving away customers with your arguing, so he's making time for you... both, at the same time. Take it or get out." she said with a smirk. "Your sidekicks stay here." she added with a glance at her team, watching from a short distance away.
"My thanks, I apologise for any inconveniences my presence has caused." Camille said gratefully, making her roll her eyes.
"Works for me... as long as I get to say my piece." she agreed, it was going to be a pain trying to convince him with an Atlesian Specialist lurking in the same room. "Melanie, I'll show these two upstairs... be back soon." Miltia shouted across the loud bar, getting a nod from her twin behind the bar. "Follow me, don't touch anything." she added to them as she set off, heading through a set of doors behind the club.
Following behind, she looked around in approval. Even the back rooms were expensively decorated, the workers busy resupplying the bar, dressed in immaculate suits, even if most customers would never see them.
Spotting several Faunus amongst the busy staff, she smiled slightly. Fiona had had trouble getting into Vale, even with her pulling rank on the suspicious border officer... and then she'd bee treated with disgust and suspicion ever since she did get in... except here. She hadn't realised how bad Vale was for Faunus. Frankly, it was almost as bad as Atlas at it's worst, but after they reached the club it had practically vanished... she'd seen the sign bluntly informing club-goers that any paying customers were welcome there... no matter their race.
Some club-goers had glared at her, but the blue-haired girl named Jinx had glared right back and scared them into submission.
Not what she would have expected from a club owned by a Schnee, even a bastard one.
Heading up the elevator, she couldn't help but notice how high-tech it was... security codes, card scanners and a fingerprint scanner all on the wall, the twin simply placing her finger on it to get authorisation to go to the desired floor, this place was a fortress... a well-defended fortress.
Getting rid of any and all plans to kidnap Shiro, she frowned... she really didn't know how best to convince him to help her, her reports on him had ranged from ruthless businessman to eccentric genius... she'd tried to buy some intel on him from a local underground information broker called Junior... and he'd kicked her out immediately, claiming her money wasn't worth pissing 'her' off.
She had no idea who he was talking about, but he seemed afraid of her.
Which meant someone was protecting Shiro... who was strong enough to scare an underworld crime boss.
Reaching a very expensive looking wooden door, Miltia knocked on it, before smirking as she tilted her head slightly, clearly listening to something on her earpiece.
"He's waiting for you, try not to waste his time." she said simply, turning and walking back the way she came leaving them in front of the door.
Unsurprisingly, Camille beat her to the punch as she immediately opened it, walking inside, leaving her to follow behind into the large office.
Looking at the teenager sitting at the desk, she would have been amused by how out of place he seemed, a teenager playing at adult.. if it wasn't for the fact that he was one of the most prominent players in Vale's entertainment industry.
There was no doubt this was the man she was here to see, even if she'd never seen a picture of him... White hair and Icy blue eyes? A look of superiority on his face by default? He might not have the Schnee last name, but anyone who had met a Schnee could see the uncanny resemblance.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, at last, Shiro Eis. I am Camille Ferros, Specialist in the Atlesian Military." the cyborg started making him smirk slightly.
"One of the most effective specialists Atlas has, besides my sister... your reputation precedes you. I've heard about the work you did gutting Atlas's underworld. You know, I was curious if you'd try and capture Jinx. She is wanted by Atlas after all." he said calmly, his lips twitching. "Please, take a seat." he continued graciously, gesturing at the two fancy chairs in front of his desk.
...They were extremely comfortable. Clearly, he didn't hold back when it came to splurging on decorating.
"My thanks... the Anarchist known as Jinx is a wanted woman, but she is not my mission, and I am not authorised to act as law enforcement outside of Atlas." Camille replied indifferently. "I am here on behalf of General Ironwood to deliver an offer to you."
"From the General himself? Interesting, and what brings the Hero of Mantle to my door?" he asked her, a curious smile on his face.
"I... would like your assistance with a highly important matter." she said calmly, she didn't want Camille to know why she was here... the SDC was tied to the Atlas Military, and she didn't need Camille deciding to try and stop her.
"With the dust prices the SDC is charging Mantle, I presume?" he asked, making her eyes widen, a smirk growing on his face. "Don't look so surprised, information is power, and I am very powerful. I speak with mother regularly, and she mentioned you'd been 'bothering' her about an unethical deal Jacques's got Mantle to agree to." he said calmly.
"Unsurprising... and irresponsible. The Schnee Dust Company is an integral part of the Atlas Machine, if you agreed to a contract with them, going behind Lady Schnee's back is dishonest and proves how unworthy of being Councillor you are." Camille said immediately, a deep scowl on her machine.
"Dishonest? Dishonest?! Jacques made sure the SDC was the only way to for Mantle to get Dust... and then raised his prices tenfold. The only dishonest person involved is that old-" she growled before trailing off, glancing at the amused teenager watching them. "I'm... sorry about that, I get a bit worked up in defence of my city." she admitted.
"I can imagine... and while I am the eldest in the family, with the exception of Winter who doesn't to inherit the company, I'm not the Heir... mother offered, but I declined, my little sister Weiss is." Shiro admitted. "I didn't want to take my sister's position from her." he said with a slightly embarrassed chuckle.
"And that is generous of you... but you could reason with your mother, Mantle barely has enough Dust to supply our Hunters with the ammunition they need to defend it from the Grimm, we've had to place constraints on Dust use city-wide..." she admitted.
"Atlas has offered to assist with the defence of Mantle, you refused." Camille interrupted again, a slight smirk on her face.
"No... they offered to take over the defence of Mantle, completely. I know the Atlas Councillors, once we let them take over the defence, they'd just keep pushing for more and more control. I won't let Mantle fall into the hands of people who don't care for it." she growled at the specialist.
"Admirable... fine, we can talk more about that later, Camille... the offer from the General?" Shiro interrupted before the specialist could respond.
"Very well... General Ironwood, and the Atlesian Militaries research division, would like to invite you to join them on an important research project... you are wasting your genius playing at club manager." Camille said making Shiro lean back with a minor frown which quickly disappeared.
"I don't think I'm wasting anything... I have my own lab and workshop here... but so we are on the same page, what exactly have I done to get Atlas's attention?" he asked with a curious smile.
"A hover-bike with zero-g technology that doesn't use Dust and an army of machines that are currently protecting a farming village... which also don't seem to run with Dust." Camille replied bluntly making him chuckle.
"Okay, fine... racing through the streets of Vale on my hover-bike wasn't my smartest decision... I was a bit too excited after I got it working. And I have an agreement with the Arc family, the machines are just my way of keeping my side." he admitted with a shrug. "But Atlas is the most advanced Kingdom in Remnant... with a floating city for its capital at that. Making a bike fly is nothing compared to getting an entire city to do the same, and you already have an army of machines at your command. So... why me?" he asked logically, thinking it all through.
"While you have a point... we have our own army... but you managed to build one alone, with no support from any kingdom. The Atlesian Robots cost a fortune to design, and another to produce... enough to bankrupt a lesser Kingdom. You did the same with barely a fraction of the cost... we know how much you earn, but even with your... impressive income you are still working with a far smaller budget than our scientists." Camille said, playing to his pride. Judging from the proud smirk, it was working.
"Hmm... I don't really want to leave Vale, I have too much going on here... but I have my ways around that. I recently developed the technology to teleport over long distances, if someone set up the teleportation pads in Vale, perhaps in my family's home or wherever the Atlesian scientists are, I could just hop over to Atlas whenever I wanted to, coming back here each night... still, what's in it for me? Like you said, I managed to do what your best was doing with a fraction of the resources... hell the Machina troops were made out of actual scrap metal, and they could hold their own against any Atlesian Knights, I don't particularly need you." he said with a smirk.
"Perhaps not... but if you could do so much with little more than scrap and a few million Lien, what could you do with the backing of Atlas? No budget or limitations?" Camille asked, making him pause. "General Ironwood has been... insistent on getting your assistance, and Atlas rewards those who help it well."
"Hmm... I want to speak to your boss, in person, before I make any decisions. Give me a moment." he said, closing his eyes for a moment. "One of my machines is on it's way with one of my teleportation pads all boxed up. Take it to your scientists... it has a manual, and I'm sure they're at least smart enough to follow simple instructions. Once it's set up, send me a message, and I'll head over and meet the General." he said calmly, smirking to himself.
He's prideful... assured of his intelligence and superiority, arrogant as well. Well... some of the Schnee genes had to show up sooner or later. He wouldn't even be half a Schnee if he wasn't arrogant.
Still... teleportation, zero-g and robots? Maybe he deserved it, unlike his relatives.
"Very well... I will deliver your message to the General. I'm sure he will be more than happy to meet with you." Camille agreed. "Thank you for taking the time to meet with me." she said with a proper curtsey.
"Well... you travelled a long way to meet with me, I was curious." he admitted as the door opened up, a strangely decorated machine, gold inlays and an over the top hat on its metal head entering with a box in its hand. It looked a bit awkward... mostly because one of its arms hand been replaced with a mini-gun.
The sword resting at its waist made it very clear that it wasn't made for carrying things around.
"Wait... how did you send for it? You never touched your Scroll or computer." she asked, getting his attention.
"Cerebral implant, I can connect to any of my technology with my mind, essentially. It's proved very useful... definitely worth cutting my head open. It's how I knew you two were here... I just connected to the security cameras." he admitted, tapping his skull a couple of times. "Miss Ferros, it's been a pleasure to meet you... and to see your own... enhancements." he said, his eyes moving down the specialist's body.
Normally she'd say he was doing it out of lust, but he seemed more interested in the metal than the flesh.
"If you accept the General's offer, perhaps you could take a closer look." she replied with a sly smile... were they flirting or just talking shop? She honestly wasn't sure... "I'd be interested to know what a genius like you thought of it... and if you had any ideas for improvements. I'm sure your hands could work wonders on my body." Okay, they were definitely flirting. She didn't think Camille was capable of it... though she was definitely trying to lure Shiro into accepting Ironwood's offer.
"It was a pleasure, I do hope I will be seeing you in Atlas shortly, Atlas is where Geniuses belong after all." she said, rising and taking the unspoken command to leave gracefully.
"I'm sure we will... Knight, show her back to the club." he said absently, getting a salute from the robot as it turned and left, taking the specialist with it, her hips swaying as she walked away. Shiro's eyes lingering on her.
"Now then... moving on. You realise that you're asking me to help you with a deal that is beneficial to my family? I might not be the heir, but I have a vested interest in making sure the SDC stays profitable." he said bluntly, making her wince slightly.
"I do know that... but people are dying all for the sake of profit. I'm not expecting free Dust, I just want the prices lowered back to normal." she said quickly, seeing him lean back with a frown. "The SDC will hardly go bankrupt from it, their Monopoly is too well-established for that..."
"True, but I'd rather stay in a position of power for when Weiss takes over. Call it my brotherly instinct." he said, getting up and walking over to the glass cabinet, pulling out a bottle of expensive whiskey. "Would you like a drink?" he asked.
"Ahh, yes, thank you." she agreed, turning down her hosts would be a bad idea when she needed his help.
Pouring them both a glass, he passed her glass over to her and leant against his desk, taking a sip.
"Helping Mantle now would be good PR, Jacques might have been good at business, but he didn't exactly leave the SDC with a good reputation." she started again, taking a sip and changing tracks.
"True... and Weiss has mentioned she wants to change that... but it would also make you even more popular, and my mother is running against you for councillor... apparently. Interesting that she didn't mention that over the scroll." he muttered taking another drink as she winced.
He had a point there... fixing Mantle's Dust problem would make her reputation skyrocket... even if that wasn't why she was doing it.
"Even if I win... having the favour of a councillor would help you out." she tried making him chuckle.
"And if my mother wins... I'll have the love and adoration of a councillor." he countered with a smile.
"Who wouldn't be able to help you openly without getting into trouble for favouritism."
"Don't be ridiculous... favouritism and nepotism is already the favourite hobby of half the councillors. Just because it's against the rules doesn't mean they don't do it." he said with a smirk, making her sigh.
...Yeah, he had a point.
"Tell me... what would you do for the SDC's support in your campaign?" he asked after a moment, making her freeze.
"Impossible, especially with your mother running." she said immediately, making him laugh.
"It's no over-exaggeration to say that my mother would do anything for me, I've just texted her with my implant... she's running for the position, so she'll be in a better position to support me, she's got a lot of guilt over the whole... growing up on the streets thing. I'm aware of how... less than prosperous Mantle is, I grew up on its streets after Jacques's faked my death after all... it's why I can admire your goal of supporting Mantle." he admitted making her eyes widen.
That... she didn't know. It would explain how unaffected he was about her words towards Jacques.
"Then, you should know... it's only getting worse thanks to Jacques's manipulations, even after his death he's still causing problems." she said quickly making him chuckle.
"Don't try to play to my conscience, growing up with nothing has made me very, very greedy... and selfish... oh, and power-hungry." he admitted finishing his drink in one gulp. "As I was saying... mother has already agreed to drop her campaign and support you if I want her to, as well as renegotiate the Dust contract to be far fairer... but I never do anything if there isn't something in it for me. Selfless people don't last very long on the streets after all." he chuckled.
"Then what do you want? I'd do anything for the people of Mantle, as long as it doesn't endanger them." she said quickly making him chuckle.
"Having a councillor in my pocket would be useful... but I'll get that either way." he said, walking towards her, his hand gripping her chin gently. "The Hero of Mantle... huh? You are... beautiful." he said gently, his fingers caressing her cheek as her heart started to pound slightly. "Just what would you do for your city, Robyn Hill?" he asked with a smirk, his hand lowering to her shirt, slowly unbuttoning the top button as she bit her lip.
He was still a teenager... who decided to build a strip club. Of course, he was a pervert... still, he was a handsome young man, and she was asking a lot.
Grabbing his hand, she downed the rest of her drink.
"For Mantle, anything... but I won't do anything to endanger my city once I'm councillor, no matter what." she said calmly, looking him straight in the eyes.
Honestly, if she had thought it would help she'd have spread her legs to Jacques himself, despite her hatred of the man. Her people took priority over her pride.
"And I have no reason to want you to, hurting Mantle doesn't benefit me... still, as a warning, if you cross me after you become councillor, I will make it my goal in life to destroy you. I won't stop until you're more despised by your people that Jacques ever was, living in the gutter selling yourself for a few Lien." he warned calmly, getting a nod from her.
"I won't, biting the hand that feeds is never a smart thing to do... and there isn't a single Councillor who doesn't have people they owe, it's just part of the business." she agreed, letting his hand go as he undid her buttons quickly, pulling her shirt apart.
"Good girl..." he said as he pulled his own shirt off, exposing a well-defined chest. Interesting... he was a scientist and a businessman, but he had the body of a trainee hunter.
Reaching forwards, he grabbed the front of her bra and simply tugged it up and over her breasts, before leaning down and kissing her, her mouth opening immediately as his tongue wrestled with hers.
Standing up as he pulled her from the chair, she didn't resist as he moved them over to his fancy chair, her jeans coming off as they travelled.
Breaking the kiss he sat down, undoing his own trousers and pulling out a thick shaft, stroking it slightly.
"Keep the shirt on, but lose the panties... and get on your knees." he ordered, his voice commanding and intense.
Taking a slight breath, she obediently hooked her thumbs into her thong and pulled it down, stepping out of it and dropping to her knees in front of him.
"Good girl... smile for the camera." he said casually, grabbing his Scroll and taking a picture of her. "Incentive... in case you get any ideas. Robyn Hill sucks cock for support sounds like a good headline if you forget who you owe." he said casually.
"Message received..." she said calmly, she was making a deal with a devil, and you don't back out of those kinds of deals... but people were dying, and she couldn't just ignore her best chance to help them.
Even if it meant putting herself under the control of a perverted and power-hungry teenager.
Truthfully... hearing that he grew up on the streets of Mantle made him more... understandable in her eyes. Of course, someone who grew up with nothing would be greedy, she'd seen it enough over the years. Going from barely having control of his own life to being this powerful must be a trip... and she couldn't blame him for grasping for any form of control... even if it was over her.
It didn't make it acceptable, but she could understand why he acted like he did.
"Well then... get to work." he said, gripping her hair and pulling her closer to his crotch, her mouth opening wide and engulfing his shaft without complaint.
It was degrading, embarrassing and it would ruin her if he ever shared the video he was making... but it would also get her the position she needed to save Mantle. Heroes had to be self-sacrificing after all.
Bobbing her head, she ran her tongue along the underside of his thick shaft, sucking hard as she closed her lips around his cock, her mouth becoming a vacuum.
"Hi, mom... yeah, it's nice to speak to you as well." he said, making a phone call as she kept bobbing her head, looking up at him with slightly wide eyes. "Yeah, we've come to an agreement... she'd say the same if her mouth wasn't currently busy." he chuckled.
Wait... was he telling his mother he was getting a blowjob?
"Eh, she's pretty good... I've had better."
Okay, that was just insulting, using her hands she gently massaged his balls as she sped up her bobbing.
"Yeah, I'll tell her. Thanks. Send Weiss my love... love you too. I might be heading to Atlas soon, so we'll be able to catch up in person. Yeah, same. Goodbye..." he said with a chuckle.
Looking up at him with curious eyes, she considered stopping her ministrations to ask him what she had said before she decided against it.
"So... when you get back to Atlas, meet with my mother, she'll arrange everything on her end, congratulations... you just earnt the support of the Schnee Dust Company, something no other councillor has." he chuckled.
Pulling back, she stroked his shaft rapidly, not wanting to blue-ball him.
"Thanks... pleasure doing business with you." she said somewhat sarcastically, running her tongue along his length as she did.
"The pleasure is all mine... at least until I bend you over my desk. Just remember... if I call for you when I'm in Atlas, I expect you to come running." he said with a stern look, getting a nod from her. "As much as I'd like to keep you for the night, your team of... beautiful young women are getting restless, plus I have another meeting soon..." he said standing up quickly, grabbing her and lifting her up.
...His comment about her team was worrying, even as he spun her around and forced her over the desk, her shirt failing to cover her ass, she was more worried he'd call for his team to join them one day... and she'd have to make a decision between her career and her friends.
That was a far harder decision than giving up her own pride, allowing him to grind his shaft between her ass cheeks before he pulled back, the fat bulbous tip rubbing against her embarrassingly wet slit, a moan leaving her mouth.
She didn't bother suppressing it, letting him know she was enjoying this... even just a little, would only make him like her more, and she needed him to like her. So what if she was getting off on how commanding he was being? She had to do this either way, why not enjoy herself?
"Your teammate... Joanna, is it? Is trying to get into the back of the club. Apparently, they've seen Camille leave, and they're getting impatient. If she starts a fight or damages anything... she'll be taking your place bent over my desk and then she'll learn the meaning of the word painal." he said bluntly.
Joanna was pretty... confrontational, her and May both. She just hoped Fiona could keep them from doing anything they'd all regret.
"Then let's speed this up... sir, stop teasing me and fuck me already. I'm wet enough." she said bluntly, pushing her ass back against him as he chuckled.
"Very well... I want to fuck all three of them regardless, but we can do that after you've had time to convince them that it's for the good of the people..." he said, his hand gently stroking her ass, before he thrust forwards roughly, his shaft piercing straight to her core as a moan left her mouth, her hands gripping the desk tightly.
"I-I'll talk to them... but I won't f-force them. I own t-them that much." she moaned out.
"That's fine... if they won't? Well, I'll just have to find a new way of entertaining myself. Making a disguised councillor strip for the people of Vale, perhaps? Or how about a glory-hole? The Hero of Mantle servicing the shafts of the low-lives of Vale?" he said calmly, thrusting into her as her eyes widened. "There's always pornography, a mask to hide your appearance for a nice and professional recording session." he said, hints of a cruel smile appearing on his face as she looked back at him.
"...I get the p-point. I'll c-convince them." she said weakly, it was too late to back out now, there was definitely at least one security camera in here... which meant he could release the video of her and destroy her reputation in one swift move.
"Good girl... behave and I'll make sure you get everything you want, hell I'll help Mantle myself, and all I want is your submission, is that so much to ask?" he said, slamming his hips into her buttocks rapidly, his thrusts fierce and almost animalistic, making her moan as her orgasm quickly approached.
He was a genius... his assistance could be invaluable.
Was it so much to ask that she pay him back with her body... and her teammate's bodies? Hadn't they all agreed to do anything to save Mantle?
"N-nooo... sir." she moaned out, her eyes rolling back at the rough fucking she was getting.
- Shiro -
What a fucking idiot. I never knew my 'past' would turn out useful.
I made a toy just to fuck with my slaves, but it's working well here as it amplifies her pleasure, clouding her mind... which is just making her more susceptible to the suggestions I'm implanting in her mind.
I sent a picture of her sucking my dick to my mother, with orders to keep it secret but use it as blackmail material if Robyn gets disobedient as my suggestions start to fade... I still don't know how effective they are in the long term, after all. Honestly, I just wanted to send her a dick pic, she's lusting for me already.
Hmm... pulling out my scroll, I send another message to her with a smirk.
'I showed you mine, the least you can do is show me yours...'
As I keep fucking the sexy Huntress/Future Councillor, I smirk after a get a message back, a few minutes later.
'I'm at work... if you want, I'll send you a better one when I get home.'
The picture attached gets a grin out of me as I keep thrusting into the barely conscious woman... maybe I overdid it with the amplifier?
The picture has clearly been taken in an expensive-looking executive bathroom, Willow's top undone and pulled over her breasts as she holds her scroll up to the mirror, her breasts on full display as she holds her bra and top up, blushing slightly.
Her nipples are clearly hard...
'I'll be looking forward to it... it will tide me over until I can come and see you in person.'
I'm not even hiding the fact that I intend to be one true mother fucker next time I see her... Weiss at least will need some dating, I doubt she'd like fancy restaurants and high-class entertainment, despite how she acts.
Honestly, I think she'd have more fun with some low-class entertainment, like going to the movies, something a rich girl like her has probably never been allowed to do. Her father probably wouldn't let her do something so... common.
Which is why I think she'll love it, a dinner at a more 'common' place and a movie should be excellent, and I'll probably have her fooling around in the back of the cinema with a little effort.
A few dates and I'm sure I'll have her willingly in my bed... I just need to not rush things with her, that's all.
Winter? I have no fucking idea, all I know about her is that she's in the military, a powerful specialist, and a very professional woman. Could be hard, but that won't stop me.
Hell, I might as well complete the set and grab Whitley. Into the feminiser he goes! I've heard he's a smug little brat, so putting him in his place could be fun.
Eh, thoughts for later.
As Robyn lets out an ear-piercing scream, passing out from the pleasure overload... I frown. I definitely overdid it, I'll have to readjust the settings later.
Pulling out of her, I grab my shaft and quickly finish myself off, my seed coating her sexy ass as I sigh in satisfaction.
...Looking over her, I suddenly realise something. She's defenceless...
Well, if she's going to give me such an easy opportunity...
Pulling a syringe out of my inventory, I draw some of her blood and label it. Blood is useful, after all... especially in my experiments.
Next... who about I get my new pet Councillor microchipped?
- Robyn -
"I'm fine, really." she assured them as they reached the hotel room, a smile on her face.
"You shouldn't have had to-" May starts before she holds up her hand.
"But I did... my position on the council is basically assured, and the Dust prices will be lowered after I talk to Willow... and all I had to do was bend over a desk and get the fucking of my life. Honestly, if I'd know how much fun he was, I might have fucked him either way, I'm not a blushing virgin after all." she said with a roll of her eyes. "Can't say I've ever passed out from cumming too hard before after all." she said, sitting down on the bed with a slight groan. "I'm a bit sore, but it'll fade..."
"Until he calls you back to his bed." Joanna pointed out. "Or would it be calls us to his bed?"
"...probably the second, I know it isn't ideal... but we agreed to do anything to save Mantle, this is the best way to achieve that." she admitted with a sigh.
Looking over her team, she watched as Joanna bit down a retort, May sighed deeply, and Fiona turned bright red, shrinking slightly.
"So we have to spread our legs for some rich kid? Urgh... you wouldn't have agreed if we had any better ways of doing this... fuck it, I'll do it... won't be enthusiastic about it, but I'll let him have his fun." Joanna groaned, sitting down with a scowl.
"Same... just... tell me when he wants us." May said reluctantly. "I'm guessing if we declined it would just hurt you right? Might as well just accept it and hope he doesn't come to Atlas often."
"I- Umm... okay." Fiona said quietly as Robyn smiled at her team, happy she had such reliable friends.
It wasn't a great situation... but the lives of their people were counting on them. What was some shame and embarrassment in comparison?
- Shiro -
So... what do you want? You've been so quiet lately, I was starting to think you'd forgotten me.
I'm terribly sorry I didn't have time to humour you, but I was sooo busy trying to stop the world from falling to pieces... dumbass.
At least three Shards of Shiro are running wild in Remnant... oh and the world is falling apart at the seams, so I'm so sorry I haven't had time to humour you.
The world is what now? And where are these shards?
I'm not telling you the exact locations, because I don't trust that you won't go after them and get killed, taking me down with you.
Still, one is in a Grimm, one is in a Hunter, and the other is in a member of a cult. If you encounter anyone possessed by one, don't fight them... they are much stronger than you are at the moment.
And yes, the world is falling apart.
Okay... why? And is that bad?
Of course, it's bad you idiot.
We are on the world. If it gets fucked over, we get fucked over, and we can't jump worlds yet.
When the Multiverse tried... resetting itself, something went wrong. Worlds ended up spliced together, and it's a mess... and I barely understand what has happened.
So I need you to investigate something... call it payment for your new OP familiar.
Figures, it seemed too generous for you for it to not have a catch.
What do I need to do, and is it dangerous?
Oh stop whining, I'll make it a quest with some rewards.
Rifts are opening up throughout Remnant, they seem to be almost like advanced dungeons, which is concerning because I didn't make them.
Most people shouldn't be able to see them, but some of them are starting to leak out into the real world... I'm suppressing them, but that's just a temporary measure, I can keep it up, but as they are left alone they will get worse... and my suppression will start to fail.
Most of them have months, even years before they need any actual attention, but there is one in Vale that is getting very close to... breaking my containment.
If it is dealt with, I can more effectively suppress the others.
And yes, it will be dangerous... but I will pull you out if you are in any danger of dying.
Right... and why do you care?
Because it's damaging the boundaries between worlds and I can't control what will leak into this world
This world could be outright destroyed... with us still on it.
We will not die because the Multiverse broke trying to reset itself.
I don't know what's in it or what to expect.
Just get in there, I'll guide you from there.
Gather a party of people you can trust, ones that can fight.
Perhaps you sticking your dick into everything will actually pay off for once.
Fine... I don't want my world to die, and I certainly don't want to die.
Guess I have some preparations to do. Looking forward to working with you...
Don't you fucking dare.
Best buddy.
Would death really be that bad? An eternal void without you?
Bitch, you know we're stuck together. It would be an eternal void... with just me.
I don't have a stomach, but I think I need to be sick anyway.
- Bonus Scene – Guilty Pleasures -
Slamming himself into the tied-up woman one last time, Qrow let out a primal grunt, his cum flooding her womb as she moaned in unwanted pleasure.
"H-happy now, you fucking bastard?" Raven growled at him as she glared up at him through the cum coating her face, red marks on her cheeks from where he had struck her.
"Yeah... this looks suits you much more." he chuckled, pulling out of her and climbing up the bed, pressing his messy shaft against her firmly closed lips. Gripping her hair, he glared down at her with a deep scowl. "Open wide, bitch." he growled, yanking her hair back as she yelped in pain, a sound he never thought she'd make, his shaft sliding passed her lips the moment she opened them. "Bite down, and I'll make this worse... get cleaning." he warned, a groan leaving his mouth as her tongue reluctantly cleaning him of the cum and juices.
After she finished, he hopped off the bed with a laugh, undoing the restraints as she calmly sat up.
"Command: Change Personality Type." he said with a satisfied sigh as her angered face changed to a blank and emotionless one. He just couldn't do it... when it was time to hand them over, he couldn't bring himself to give up Raven. There was something incredibly satisfying about taking out his aggressions on her...
"Current Personality: Unwilling Prisoner, Angry. Do you wish to change it?" she said blankly. Shiro claimed that the software was 'amateurish', but did it matter that she couldn't adapt or respond to things beyond specifically programmed situations? Fuck no.
"Yeah, new personality... Hmm... let's see." he said, grabbing the manual again. "Let's go with... Personality: Unwilling Prisoner, Fearful?" he said, turning back to her before he sighed, walking towards her, reaching forwards and groping her breast roughly. "I didn't tell you to get changed or clean up... did I mess up the settings aga-" he mumbled before Raven's fist sent him into the wall, a cold look on her face as she glared between the still naked and cum-stained robot and him.
"A-ahh... I can explain?" he stuttered out.
"...No, you really can't. As entertaining as it would be to listen to you try and explain why you spend your nights fucking a pale imitation of me... We need to talk, now put some clothes on... if you keep pointing that thing at me, I'm removing it." she growled at him as he leapt up, grabbing his clothes quickly. "...Oh, and Qrow? We both know you couldn't capture me and even if you did... I'd never be afraid of a weakling like you. I can also bite down very, very hard... something to think about the next time you're... playing with your new toy." she said with a wide smile, her teeth on display making him flinch as he covered his crotch with his shirt. "...you aren't destroying her?" he asked after a moment.
"It's an It, not a Her. If you want to delude yourself into thinking I'd ever be afraid of you or let you control me, that's your business, and I couldn't care less if I tried, you're already an embarrassment to the tribe, what's one more example of how much of a failure you are? I also don't care that Taiyang spends his time rutting into the Summer one... or crying. Sometimes both." she replied coldly, her voice almost as emotionless as the sexbots. "Honestly, Summer is the least embarrassing member of Team STQR... and she died pathetically."
As she glared at him, neither of them noticed the sexbot paying close attention to their conversation, it's eyes sending feedback to a particular penthouse in Vale.
That's the thing about machines, even the humanoid ones tend to get treated like pieces of furniture.
Authors Note: Whew, done. Tried finishing this after work last night but I was just too tired after my shift to finish it off.
New recommendation today, A Gamer's Guide to Power by Vsauce-Here on FF. It's another Gamer fic set in My Hero Academia. Just one chapter so far, but I like what I'm seeing.
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