Chapter 141: Over the Sea

As it turned out there were several ways of getting from Beachrock all the way to Vale—the Capital of Vale that was on the opposite half of the continent he was on, that being Sanus. There was of course the most irksome and utterly idiotic of ways to get there, and that was walking through the man made barren wasteland and desert that encompassed basically the entire western continent leaving most villages nomadic by nature.

Which was an odd thing to Parc. You would think in a world filled with man eating monsters you wouldn't want to be running around all over the continent and would instead stay near the larger settlements or just move to the more hospitable area's of the world. Especially considering how advanced the world was what with their giant walls, guns that turn into swords and flying airships. But hey, he didn't design this world, who was he to complain about the various skips in logic he was sure to be encountering during his stay?

The other, more sane options were revolvent around the very ship they had arrived on Sanus on but bigger. The airships, of which there were several routes they could take to get them to their destination. Each took a different amount of time and cost depending on the length and general comfort one wanted during the trip.

The cheapest ship and route they could take would take at the minimum two weeks as they would need to catch a bullhead from Beachrock, to Caliche to swap over to a ship to Vacuo's capital, Vacuo at which point the most expensive portion of the trip would become apparent, the ship to get from the capital to capital. Which itself, wasn't that expensive at only ten thousand Lien, which from his calculations was somewhere within the eight, to one-thousand-dollar expenditure. Yes, he did know that was still expensive, but when one had a literal bag full of precious minerals, high quality gemstones and other things, one didn't really care about costs at that level.

The second option was much quicker but bumped the price right up to a neat sum of two-hundred and fifty thousand lien, and that was a week long, express airship that would be leaving from Shale, a city right on the border between the desert and more healthy, green portions of Vacuo as well as being right on the coast of the Sea of Souls. The large ocean body that Sanus curled around. The ocean was also topped off by the fourth continent of the world and the only one Parc had never heard the name of until now, Strages. Which were you familiar with the map of remnant, was the large, dragon shaped continent which held few if any human settlements and seemed uncontrolled by the other kingdoms and was more than likely one of the possible places for Salem's hideout to be located.

It was here, high above the Sea of Souls that Parc and his four feminine compatriots had found themselves. Stood cross armed against the wall of a large, empty room Parc was watching as Lili clambered about with daggers in each hand. Narrowly dodging Kurome's lazy slashes. Sweat coated her skin, clinging her thin, red and white hooded top to her body, accentuating the form of her surprisingly plump chest and left her midriff open. Her chestnut hair was also turned into thick strings which were plastered to he forehead. She was panting furiously and was on the verge of falling unconscious.

When she clenched her daggers tight, her legs began to shimmer in a soft, redish aura as the ghostly image of kangaroo legs overlayed atop hers. Kicking off of the ground Lili was sent rocketing forwards with a speed right below that of Parc's and Summer's. She was on a rapid assault of Kurome who's eyes narrowed, fingers tightening around Yatsufusa when she seemed to notice something that made her sigh and sweep Yatsufusa diagonally upwards and returned it to its sheath.

When the chestnut blur was just meters away from her, Kurome calmly stepped out of the way letting it dash past her. Skidding noises announcing Lili's attempts at slowing her momentum but ultimately ended with her stumbling forwards, crashing to the ground and rolled like a ball across the ramshackle metal room eventually crashing noisily into the walk.

"Ow-w-w…" Lili whined, the shimmer of kangaroo legs fading away from her lower half while she nursed the back of her head on the verge of pain induced tears.

Parc made slow steps towards her, letting the sound of his feet creak against the old, rusting metal flooring announce his approach. Coming to stop right above her, "were we on a cliff, you would be pretending you could fly."

"I know, it's just… I'm not used to my semblance yet, I put too much power in." her tail came to wrap around her belly, her voice soft, head lowered.

"I saw."

Lili's semblance was an interesting one. It allowed her to create aura constructs of organic traits of creatures. As was seen with her kangaroo legs. She had first discovered it during hers and Parc's second training session a few days prior. It was proving a challenge for her to understand and properly account for the amount of amplification the new appendages gave her.

"I'm not going to say you shouldn't be exploring your semblance, but you've been kissing this wall twice a day for the last three days. I think it's about time you stopped trying to copy me and Summer and focus on smaller increments of power."

"I'm not trying to-" Lili's head shot up, wanting to argue what he said but found her voice stuck in a lump at the back of her throat with the single raised brow and unimpressed look he was giving her.

"Don't lie Lili. I don't actually care if you try to copy us, but I will tell you right now, you won't get stronger like that. You're very much on the pathway there, but you're trying too hard. Those legs you had, they are ingenious, they give you massive springing power but not much stopping power. You lose out on snap movements and you need time to alter your trajectory. When you try to do that at that type of speed, it leads to exactly this type of situation. Your legs get knotted and you crash. In an actual life or death situation, you would be dead right now." With every point he made he could just imaging fake, tawny brown ears aop her head going flat.

"It wasn't that bad."

"No, it wasn't. But that doesn't matter. I promised to train you and that is what I intend to do. So let me give you this, research a few animals, grimm or huntsmen. See how they fight analyse their every move. If a muscle twitches, you must see it, if a hair goes on end, you must be able to feel it in your mind. When you have that done, you can start trying to adapt their movements into your own. And let me be very clear, you must ADAPT, not copy. There is only so far you can go through copying someone else."

Parc reached a hand down to the small girl, drawing her gaze to his outreached hand, "now come on, we're not far out from landing. Vale should be on the horizon at any minute now."

Lili lingered on his hand and reached out to grab it with both hands and was quickly pulled up to her feet. A fact which were it not for the lingering tingly feeling using her semblance left her with, would have left her perfectly upright. Only her semblance left her entire legs from waist town feeling like they and they alone had been supper glued to a rapidly vibrating table and made her just a bit wobbly. And the wobble lead to her slightly stumbling ahead and into Parc's stomach. Him being much too tall for her less than four-foot height to even reach his chest.

The moment her cheek collided with him a thick, addicting scent wafted into her nose and sent her legs trembling even more than they already were. Her eyes rolling as a thin trail of drool ran down her lip and nectar down her thigh. Her faunus side more than ready to go into a rut from the pheromones Parc was releasing at all times.

Her thighs clung together, and her arms wrapped around him, clasping handfuls of his shirt, unconsciously pushing herself deeper into his stomach. Breathing in harder and harder, letting his scent thoroughly fill her olfactory glands and turn her mind into a lusting, animalistic mush.

"I really need to figure out a way to control this," Parc mumbled hearing a fizzing noise a whine from Lili as she quite literally came from his smell. Whether that was just a her thing or a faunus thing, he wasn't sure. But god did he find it satisfying.

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