EMERGENCY LEMONS, SKIP THE RAVEN ROOM BIT IF YOU WANT TO MAINTAIN PURITY.
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/+/Sir, we are observing a battle between 2 behemoth-class grimm! we tried to call for backup but the channel seems to have been cut off, what should we do?/+/
'...fuck, already off to a bad start'
I sigh, drinking another bottle
Of Pumpkin Pete'spremium deluxe cream energy drink.
what? don't judge me, i have my tastes
"retreat, take your fleet and retreat. we have no use in wasting millions of lien on experimental technology to be destroyed by 2 mindless monsters"
/+/Roger that, this is seeker signing off/+/
Sigh
"I'm starting to regret taking a council seat"
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"Bear, how far away are we?" I asked my former enemy. The response I get is an arm pointing at something. Looking closely I notice a grey wall visible through the trees and brushes.
"That's the town yeah?". The bear responds with an energetic nod.
This journey has been weird to say the least. The grimm I despised has now begun protecting me at every turn. The old ruthlessness is still there but now it's directed towards its brethren not me. I prefer it that way to be completely truthful.
"Stay here, we don't want you to get spotted by the townsfolk." The bear looked a bit saddened by the order but he knows I'm right. With him still in the forest I start walking towards the town gate.
"Stop! What is your business here?" I hear a voice ask from atop of the stone walls.
"I'm just travelling and wanted to have a place to stay for the night." I respond in a casual manner. Looking up to the guard I'm talking with.
"You can go inside then. The town has been a bit on edge after the huge grimm fight." He responded. Thank god there were no problems there, but the fact they know about the fight means they most likely notified hunters.
"Thank you!" I need to just get in and ask around about a few things and I can leave, no need to overstay my welcome.
Now where do I gather information? A tavern could work, yeah drunk lips are looser when it comes to information and are prone to stupidity. Now to find a tavern. That task might take a while, all things considered. Well at least the town is beautiful. These buildings look pretty old, but it does not subtract from their beauty. They resemble old style cobblestone houses. Some of them are covered in growths and moss. Overall this town is giving off a medieval nature vibe. I'm impressed that a small town like this can last so long against the grimms endless assault.
Walking through the town I noticed just how populated it was. People walked everywhere, stands with fruits, vegetables and things of all kinds populated the empty spaces of the town. I hope this town will continue to thrive.
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Ah, here's what I've been looking for this whole time. How do I know? Well it has the word 'tavern' written just above the door frame. Kind of hard not to tell with that. Well let's go in and see what information I can gather.
Okay let's see who's sitting around here. Some guy's trying to chat up a few girls, nothing of worth. A few guys sitting in small groups or alone not disturbing anyone, something I can respect. Overall the place is bursting with life. You can hear all the people talking to each other, some celebrating different holidays. There's a great comfortable atmosphere here.
I notice someone that looks like they don't belong. In the corner sits a lone woman. She's wearing dark red armour, has long spiky black hair and red-no, crimson eyes. On her table is a drink and next to it a white mask with red accents. Who's this mysterious woman some of you might be asking? Raven Branwen. Leader of the Branwen bandit tribe, the sister of Qrow Branwen and mother of Yang Xiao Long
Now what do I do about that huh? Walk up to her and talk? That sounds like a stupid idea. She would be a source of good info but making myself known to literally all the key players sounds dumb. But when has that stopped me? It could now considering how bad the idea is. Hey Raven wanna see the magic bear I have in my basement? Definitely not going with that one. But they do say you miss all the shots you don't take. Screw it.
"Hey there. Would you mind if I sat here? The tavern is full of people today it seems." I ask as casually as possible. And the tavern was full to be fair.
Her response is to just glare at me.
'Two can play that game'
I respond with my own stare while sitting down. I didn't get a denial after all. This impromptu staring contest goes on for a good thirty seconds before one of us breaks.
"So how are you doing on this fine day?" I try to break the silence again. Only to get a more intense glare as an answer. I return it with glee. I rip open my eyes like a mouth revealing violet chasms of emptiness, causing her to slightly flinch. I ordered a drink while keeping up the eye contact. I could use something to drink with how this is panning out so far. This time it went on for a whole five minutes after the drink arrived, my emerald green irises returned as the cavern within my eye collapsed.
"I know silver eyes are a grimm's weaknees, but crimson ones are beginning to make me feel quite weak." I summon all my cheesiness into this line trying to get a reaction out of the stone cold bitch.
I could see her glare sharpen but before she could react in any way we got interrupted.
"Hey there beautiful, wanna go -hic- over to my house?" My glare toward him was extinguished as I saw him stare lovingly at a pint of vodka.
man, that guy's wasted.
"Uh, hello sir. Are you able to handle yourself while drunk? Because your movements are...quite clumsy" I ask, standing up from my chair. He looks at me in confusion.
"What? kiid, I'm fiiine. I can walk juust fi-" I grab onto the man before he could fall, pulling him onto his feet.
"You said you have a home right? Do you need an escort?"
"N-no kid I'm fine, I've drank before."
"Sorry, it's just that you resemble my uncle a lot. He sometimes hurt himself-"
"It's alright kid, ethanol is my way of life. No need to be worried, don't try to dwell on the past and have fun, and I'll be off with the love of my life. Bye kiddo!" the drunk man took the vodka and walked away
"uh, well...be careful anyways!" I sat back in the chair, looking at Raven.
"I would've cut him"
"Don't ."
"Regardless of your family issues. How do you know about the eyes?" She said coldly as she took out her blade and started inspecting it's dust infused edge closely.
"Well after getting to stare at them for so long I got a good feel for how they impact me." I quipped back.
"You know I wasn't asking about those. I meant the silver eyes." She said as she pointed her blade at me. My stump of arm turned to a sharp blade on instinct.
"No need to threaten the guy with one arm!" I raised up my hands jokingly.
"We both have our secrets so how about I order us drinks on my cost and then we'll keep talking." I winked at her.
"Fine but you better talk." She said lowering her weapon and sheathing it. "Of course." I answered while gesturing to order drinks. The money from grimm won't spend itself after all.
"So I suppose I'll start with the whole eye thing. Where I come from there was this legendary silver-eyed huntress. The people call her the Grimm Reaper. It is said that she could turn grimm into stone and dust by utilising those eyes. She was like a fairytale, and the moral of hers was to never use a crutch, she relied on her eyes too much and she was left blind. I would've just brushed it off as another bedtime story if it wasn't for a good friend of mine. Oh where are my manners! The name's Smith. John Smith," I explain, using eidedic memory to find an excuse. I take a sip of my drink
"Raven Branwen." she mutters and proceeds to down the drink.
"Well it's your turn to answer a question. How about you say something about your academy days? You're a huntress I presume?" I question trying to not push too far. This can be extremely valuable if I play my cards right.
"Well, I was in a standard huntsman team. We were good, really good. dare i say one of the best at our job but then we kind of just drifted off and most of us work alone now. Now your turn, how about a story of that blade you can get to appear?" So she wants to be vague. No use in pushing her further.
"Magic, it's pretty versatile! How about you tell me about that dust weapon of yours?" I can play the vague game too.
"I used to have a normal blade. But with my skill increasing so did the payment and difficulty of missions. So I used the money to get a more… adequate weapon. I swapped out the normal blade for interchangeable dust ones. How did you lose your arm? I imagine that's quite a story to tell." Wow subtle as a brick. No respect for a traumatized invalid.
"Well it was during a long fight with grimm. At one point I got overwhelmed by an ocean of them. I managed to kill a lot with my semblance but one ursa major got lucky and bit it off. I saw him chewing on it. I killed it right after but I can't regain my arm. What was your most memorable mission?" I asked and ordered more drinks.
"Huh, so that's why the prediction was shit.You cleared the waves. How?"
"I have my ways"
Our conversation became more and more casual with each drink. I can't tell you how much we drank. I lost count fairly quickly. I know it cost me a lot though. Now you may be wondering what happened after. Well it's complicated...
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"You -hic- wanna go back to my room? You had a lot to drink haven't -hic- you? We could continue our conversation in a more private place." She asked seducingly.
"Are you sure I can, I don't -hic- wanna overstay my -hic- welcome?" I questioned.
"It's really not a -hic- problem. So do you -hic- agree?" She responded in a sultry tone.
"Well if you want me to, fine." I agreed not knowing better. Oh past John you sweet summer child. As I agreed Raven grabbed my hand, shot me a smile over her shoulder, and began dragging me to her room.
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You might ask: why does she have a room? Doesn't she live near a different kingdom with her tribe? The answer to that is yes she lives very far away and didn't have a room. When a drunk woman shows up at your hotel points her fancy dust sword at you and throws you some lien for a room you don't really say no do you? You might also question: why is she so horny and willing? The answer to that is I don't know. Maybe she had a rough day and that coupled with all the alcohol led to it. I can only guess. When a beautiful woman wants you to go have a private conversation you don't ask questions, especially if you're drunk and stupidly naive.
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"So what do you want to talk about Raven?" I was confused as to why she wanted to talk privately.
"Well John, I wanna talk in a different way." She whispered into my ear, her head moving closer allowing me to smell her hair. For someone that lives in tents with their nomad tribe it smelled incredibly nice, like strawberries. I felt a chill go down my back as I finally understood what she meant.
I grabbed her chin and pulled her closer, into a kiss. She seemed more than willing to kiss as I felt her tongue enter my mouth. I responded by doing the same. We started taking each other's clothes off as our tongues danced. Starting off by unbuttoning them to keep our kiss going for as long as we could. We separated for only a moment to take our tops off. Then after another long kiss this time with caressing and embracing each other's bodies. She had incredibly soft skin. I could feel her breasts pressing against my chest through her bra.
We stopped kissing and moved towards the bed. Right before we reached it Raven lowered herself and took off my pants, my underwear followed suit soon after. Releasing my erection as they came off. Raven licked her lips and fingers. She started jerking me off and rubbing her clitoris through her underwear and underneath her skirt.
Her strokes intensified and she began licking the head of my penis. She stopped her previous rubbing motion to do what I assumed was move her panties aside. Raven looked up to my face and then put the head inside of her mouth. She started bobbing her head back and more vigorously as she bagan fingering herself, which felt incredible to both of us. After getting down almost the entire length of my dick, something not everyone could do, it started throbbing. "I'm about to cum." I announced to Raven.
Her response was moving back to only have the head inside her mouth. "I'm cumming!" I exclaimed. Her eyes widened a little and then she took my cock out of her mouth. Raven opened her mouth showing the semen that rested on her tongue. She then swallowed and showed her now empty mouth to me.
I helped her stand up and placed her on the bed. I crawled over to her and spread her legs open. Exposing the pink wet pussy underneath her skirt. I started off by rubbing her clit with my finger. Then as I put it inside and began fingering her I heard a moan. It was quiet but audible. Adding more fingers every now and then. After a while the moans became more frequent and louder. "You sound really cute." I told her as I stopped. I saw her face redden forming a blush at my compliment. I then moved my face closer to her pussy and started eating her out. This time she stopped trying to suppress her moans. They grew even louder as I increased my pace. "Aaahh." She moaned out as she reached her climax.
"Are you ready?" I asked her with my face now right above hers. "Y-yyes, put it in." She answered a bit shyly, didn't know the leader of the Branwen tribe had such a soft side. I aligned myself with her entrance and then pushed forward. As I entered her she let out a moan, she was really tight and hot but the pleasurable kind of heat. I slowly began moving trying to be as gentle as possible. "Do you want me to speed up?" I asked in a soft voice. "Please." She whispered out into my ear. I sped up and we both began moaning audibly. She embraced me as I began thrusting my hips forward faster and faster. "I'm about to cum!" I told her. Her reaction was to latch onto me with her legs. "Do it insid-ahh" she moaned. I sped up even further and then finished with one final thrust. No cum, this hivemind deal might've been my greatest mistake.
When I woke up she was gone. And without the weakness of mortal flesh I had no hangover, with a sense of satisfaction and accomplishment, I ventured out of the town.
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In the golden light of the morning in this fantastical place, I try my best to maneuver the busy streets of the town. Asking the locals, or at least trying to,
"Excuse me, do you know the fastest way to get to atlas?"
Oh come on, don't ignore me!
"Excuse me sir, I've been wanting to go to atlas."
That was just mean.
"Hello there! do you know if there's any good way to get to atlas?"
Aren't there any people who know how to get to atlas here?
"I need a way to get to atlas, do you kno-"
"The Siniy Nebo port town is like a week away from here, they might have what you need and if not, they'll know where you need to go."
"Finally! Thank you sir!.Here's something for your troubles." I threw him about a 1000 lien. Now...to navigate myself out of this town.
whoo boy is this going to be a ride
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'Why did I do that? Again just like with Tai. This time I didn't make the mistake of sticking around at least. How stupid can I be? This is the second time I did this. And this time I was much older. I can't blame it on the mistakes of the youth again.'
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"I'm sorry you had to wait so long, bear. It took me a while to get everything I needed done. I know where we need to go now though! It will take us over a week to get there sadly." I explained myself to the bear. He just seemed to sniff me and then turned around as if he was offended. Can he smell it? Shit. Now I feel guilty.
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AN: This is it for this chapter! As well as the first smut scene of the fic! Once again I'd like to thank the wonderful S. law/the boys' last branch here on !