Chapter 146: Merc Em
Torchwick and his autumnalpatriot''s bullhead soon came tond at an old dock space, one from when the more oceanic voyages were popr but was now left in disarray and turned into nothing more than a storage area for containers. When it hadnded, and the engines went silent the door was opened and out stepped the red minidress wearing woman whose face Parc was able to scan and put to memory.
Thin features, sly, condescending eyes and an ever-present smirk. Her eyes a bright amberline hue while her ashen ck hair hung to her shoulders covered a small portion of her left eye. Though now she looked more annoyed than anything as she turned back to the ship to start some beration of Torchwick.
"Well that went just perfectly!" she screamed, "what was that Tochwick? You were just supposed to get the dust and get out. Not start a god damned fight with a brat!" her voiceced with rage.
Hopping down from the bullhead, Roman''s cane cked against the ground, "oh calm down, there''s plenty more I can scrounge up. Though, the underlings will take a bit of work after that little scrap." He contemted, his cane twirling in circles.
"Calm down!? As if Torchwick, my cover could have very well been blown getting you out of trouble when it waspletely unnecessary!" throwing her hands up, Cinder spun around and began marching a few steps away before turning to jab a finger his direction, "useless Torchwick. I don''t have the patience or time to deal with your failures. You screw up again, and I will roast you like a chicken dinner," an amber me burst from a single eye as mes shot out of her outstretched finger threatening to scald Roman to ashes had they not narrowly melted the ground between his legs.
ncing to the charred and smolten earth, Roman whistled. Cinder already marching further away, "why, isn''t she the spicy one. Hmm chilli? No, too food sounding. Sparks? Too electric," he mused and began to walk away to another portion of the shipyard where Parc could faintly see the colours of pink and brown peaking over the top of a container.
Parc himself hade to kneel atop a high stacked cargo container, his Chelsea-more perched on his shoulder both watching the two criminals argue. He hadn''t really had a n when he''de to follow the two, bar getting an idea of where they could be nning their attacks but from the looks of this old dock it was more just an intermediary than anything. Still, it was a start, this showed that they at least made use of this area and that meant they may return for other things.
By the time he was preparing to leave and return to the hotel he was greeted by a heavy ck and felt what felt like a heavy boot pressing into his back. "Hey buddy, don''t you know its rude to eavesdrop?"
It was the voice of a boy just a tad younger than him. Pale inplexion dressed in a te and ck two tone jackets, vambraces covering his arms. Atop his head a set of unkempt grey hair in a simr tone to his eyes.
Turning his head to give the boy a smirk, Parc thoroughly took in the boys appearance and put a name to the face. "Mercury ck," he spoke and the boy in question''s eyes narrowed and the weight he put into his leg grew heavier.
"How do you-"
"Was it fun killing him?" Parc scanned the area around the top of the container for Mercury''spanion who more often than not came as a package deal with the boy but found the dark skinned girl nowhere to be seen. Whether she was actually not there or that there was something else at y was certainly a possibility, one he needed to figure out quickly.
Casting a sideways nce to Chelsea-more, he saw her swapping her gaze between Mercury and an empty portion of the container. Her head sooning to lock on that empty portion and slowly turn, following something Parc was unable to see.
''Won''t spoil you''re fun just yet,'' he smirked and refocused on Mercury.
"I imagine it must have felt amazing, you must have felt vindicated no? He did steal your semnce after all. What was it he told you again? You''d get it back when you got stronger?" throughout his speech Parc was keeping a stern eye on Mercury''s expression, watching as he faltered, grew shocked and morphed into rage.
"SHUT UP!" Mercury pulled his leg back and threw a round house kick Parc''s way. It wasn''t particrly skillfully done, nor did Parc feel any real threat from the attack as it was easily avoid by dropping his head even lower than it already was letting the heavy leg skirt over his head.
"But still, killing your own father?" Parc himself also turned and rose to his feet, slightly looking down at the tad bit shorter boy. "I couldn''t think of doing that, not that I even know my father that well. Probably give him a good gut punch for abandoning me and mom. But killing him? Yeah, I couldn''t even imagine that, not yet at least." Setting a hand on his hip, Parc turned to Chelsea-more, seeing her head twisted at a near 90 degree angle and gave her a small scratch beneath her chin.
"I don''t actually me you or anything like that. As far as I know your father was an utter piece of garbage what with his abuse towards you that he seemed to like calling ''training'' of all things."
Mercury''s eyes grew a dangerous glint, pure, unfettered rage filling them.
He charged, leaping into the air Mercury threw a kick Parc''s way and narrowly missed though quickly caught himself by spinning around to throw a rapid volley of high, mid and low kicks to try and throw Parc''s dodges off.
It was a pathetically poor show, Parc thought. He had decent hopes that mercury at least had technique but this was just an angry boy haphazardly kicking at leaves. Where was the style he saw in the show? His break dancing, his grapples that gave Pyrrha Nikosa champion fightera challenge.
Sighing, Parc caught one of Mercury''s legs. His hand mping tight but finding no softness of flesh instead only the rigid hardness of metal. Which wasn''t to be a surprise considering the boy was missing both legs and was wearing prosthetics.
"You really should try to keep a calm mind Mercury." Pushing Mercury back and away from himself Parc came to once again hold a hand over his hip, looking down at the bloodshot eyed boy. In a faint moment of lucidity, Mercury''s eyes shot to the side and back to Parc where a cruel grin took to his lips. The action quickly followed by Chelsea-more''s squawk and unfirling of her wings.
Already expecting it, Parc shot his left hand up, his fingers curled into ws as they soon found themselves digging into the flesh of a girls throat. His strength enough to lift her from the ground and leave her mbering painfully with two elongated sickles trying to cut at his arm to free herself. A shock more prevalent than Mercury''s in her from Parc being able to see through her illusory invisibility.
Before she could sh her des across his arm, Chelsea shot ahead and knocked the two sickles out of her hand leaving her disarmed and scratching to free herself from the strangling sensation.
"Hello Emerald, pleasure to make your acquaintance," he uttered roaming over the girls features with an appreciative notscivious gaze at all. She was young, likely to be just around Mercuries age though maybe a bit younger. Her skin was a beautiful choctey brown that struck well against her minty green hair styled with a straight fringe and bang and two locksing from the back. Most striking was her brilliant red eyes which brought her appearance together.
Her dress was that of intricate white top which left her bosom open, the straps running diagonally across her chest to wrap around to her back. Beneath that she wore a light green crop top, the centre of which had a horseshoe shaped opening which really let the crevice of her breasts be seen. Her lower half was d in a set of white pants covered by brown chaps that ended at her calves, on her feet strappy heels. essory wise she only wore a few gold armbands and and rings as well as green half gloves.
She was quite the dame he found; her form was hourss but not to thin at the waist. Her breasts weren''trge, nothing like Esdeath, Najenda or even Leone but they still looked fun to y with. And though he couldn''t see it from how her thighs looked from this angle he could tell her bottom was likely to be quite toned and just as fun to feel.
"Now, I don''t want to hurt you Emerald, so, I''m going to toss you over to little mr. patricide over there and we''ll all go our own way." She red through watery eyes at him but was still released nheless as she was hurled through the air doing a nimble back flip before righting herself on a single knee, coughing as she held her soon-to-be-bruised throat.
Backing towards the edge of the container until her felt his heels werecking any ground to stand upon, "it was nice to meet you both, but it''s getting a littlete and I''ve got things I need to do tomorrow. So I''ll be seeing you two another time," giving them a two finger salute, Parc jumped backwards, his wings bursting from his back and pped sending him rocketing into the sky alongside Chelsea-more who was sping onto him with her talons for dear life.
"Who the hell was that?" Emerald asked coughing up what felt like a months'' worth of pain.
"I don''t know," Mercury growled, ring at the shadow in the night sky.
"Well he seemed to know you pretty fucking well."
"And he seemed to know you as well Emerald."
Straightening herself out, Emerald kept rubbing at her aching throat, "we need to tell Cinder."
"How about we don''t?" he looked to her with cold eyes, "she''ll be pissed and I am not dealing dealing with another third degree burn."
Emerald paled at the thought, Cinder was merciless, if they screwed up she was not against using near lethal force on them. "No, she''ll just be angrier when she figures out we''re keeping something from her."
Mercury groaned, "I screwed up, didn''t I?"
Emerald''s eyes rolled, "Nooo, of course not. Losing your cool and making my job harder is definitely not a screw up." Both hopped down the container and to the ground and strode through the dock area.
"Hey Em, how''d he see through your semnce?" Mercury questioned.
Her expression soured, "he didn''t. His bird did. He wasn''t able to see me but I didn''t think to use it on the bird."
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