Just as the students rose from their stony seating, Parc called out, "Weiss, could you stay behind please." The girl spun her head with reckless abandon, eyes bulging out of the sockets while a smirk rose on Yang's face. Ruby though tilted her head like a confused dog and Blake simply narrowed her eyes.
She did that a lot when Parc was involved.
Not moments after he spoke did Glynda raise off her own seat and speak, "same to Ferry and Lili please, I have finished with your revised schedule and would like to speak with you about it."
In turn both girls nodded, Ferry a tad slower as she was waiting to see what Lili would do. Both soon descended onto the stone bleachers with Ferry's eyes being drawn to the Esdeath woman who was sat off to the side slumped in her seat with forearm over her eyes and a sickly green shade to her cheeks.
"Yes sir?" Weiss responded, though confused, she turned back to her team ready to tell them she'd be with them shortly only to find nothing but a trail of dust and hearing the sound of bowling pins being knocked over as Yang rushed out of the classroom dragging Ruby and Blake behind her and knocking half a dozen other students filling out of the room over. "I am going to torture you Yang. Mark my words." She growled.
Descending the steps she soon arrived before the professor.
It was clear to him she was more than a little… off. Considering she was twitching and her eyes were darting anywhere but his own eyes. 'Barely touched her and she falling for me.' He shook his head and puffed.
"How are you doing?" he asked, Glynda off to the side was beginning her own conversation with Ferry and Lili. As per the usual, Lili was the voice for them. 'Those two have really become like sisters.'
Weiss paused, mind jostling to a halt at the question. She knew what he meant, what he wanted to know about. He was concerned about her? That was a strange phenomena that only really happened with an extraordinarily small amount of people. Fewer than she could count on one hand. Perhaps two if she included Ruby who seemed overly concerned about just about anything with a semi working brain.
"I… am fine." Was it. That was all she had to say. It had been a good few days since the assault on the Charlatan. She had had her time to deal with things.
"Uh huh. I'm just going to press F and doubt that. A near kidnapping, especially one where you were so helpless-"
"I wasn't helpless. I was just… planning my escape."
"No. You were helpless. Plain and simple. You were surrounded, without weapon, without dust, and your father was there burdening you like he usually does."
"My father is not a burden."
He narrowed his eyes and crossed his arms, huffily responding to her.
"Not a burden? If he wasn't a burden why are you weaker than Pyrrha? Why are you weaker than a Grimm? Why did you struggle to beat a boarbatusk on your first day?"
Her lips fell open yet nothing sounded. The words clung to the back of her throat in a retort.
"Look. I know you enough to know you have something to prove. You want people to know you, as you, and not as Weiss Schnee. Dust conglomerate heiress. Which is a fine thing to want. Wanting to make a name for yourself is nothing new. Many, god, many people before you have done just that. But do you want to know something about those people?"
She did, though she didn't show her wants.
"The ones who try too hard are forgotten. There have been… more serial killer than I can name where I'm from—and I know this isn't the greatest analogy but, the killers who kill for notoriety, the ones who try so hard to be famous, once they are caught, are swiftly forgotten. The ones that truly are remembered are the ones that kill for something. Normally, that something is some psychotic want. Some malicious thought or they just show such brutality that history can never forget about them."
"The same can be said for the good people. The heroes. You don't see the people who do good for fame. The moment that type of thing is revealed they are swiftly abandoned as being hollow, uncaring people more caught up with their heads and their asses. They are stuck in the ballroom sipping champagne while laughing it up at the lesser beings dismay. I'm sure you know someone like that."
By then her fingers had clasped and dug into her palm were threatening to tear her skin. She knew exactly who he was talking about.
"You're father. In a hundred years, no one will know his name. Maybe the few who know the history of the SDC, but the rest of humanity and faunus kind? None. That is the fate of your father. He is another villain in another story about to be another forgotten 'who's that?' In the grander scheme of things, Jacques Schnee is nothing. He's the daily news. Not the history books."
"But the people who are truly remembered, the ones who will have their names emblazoned across the world, who get their forms carved into stone and steel. Are the selfless few. The ones who do for the good what is good, because. It. Is. The good thing to do."
Trailing to silence he glanced to Glynda and saw her wrapping things up with Lili and Ferry and was casting intentfully narrowed eyes Esdeath's way.
"My tangents finished. For the most part. What I'm getting at is that… you, you have nothing to prove. Not to me. Not to your father. Not to Ruby. Not to anyone. But you know who you have the least to prove to?"
This time he waited, he locked eyes with her. His gaze soft and pounding Weiss' heart too many beats faster. Licking her lips, she already knew the answer. That much she was able to surmise from his line of examples.
"Myself."
"Exactly." A short, approving nod calmed her heart only to send her cheeks red. "Of all the people in this world. The one you have nothing to prove to. Is yourself. Tell me. Let's say there are two you's, they are standing right here, right now. The one is the you of now, and the other is the you of tomorrow. Who, is the you of tomorrow?"
The question was loaded and confusing. The her of tomorrow? She was a heiress, the leader of the Schnee Dust Company. She was trapped with a chain around her neck and shackles around her wrists and ankles. She was everything Weiss didn't want to be. A puppet.
"Is she the you, you want to be?"
Weiss gulped, her head nervously shaking as she just imagined herself standing behind him just a little off to the side. She was taller, more womanly, yet also tired, hateful, not just at herself but at the world for what she'd become. "No."
"Good."
Just like that things sparked and both hers looked to him in confusion.
"Now you know what you don't want to be. What do you want to be?"
"I…" Weiss glanced over his other shoulder, there was another her, yet at the same time her form was shallow, lacking in definition, lacking in anything that was her. The only thing she knew and could see defined was that there were no chains. Nothing holding her back, no one controlling her. "I don't know."
"Then stew on it. Something like that takes time to figure out." Lightly placing a hand on her shoulder, Parc leaned down and met her eyes as straight as he could, "when you do. You'll finally know who you are."
She wanted to say something, yet again, her voice was sealed. Her mind too busy racing about from all he'd said to even process the silence between them. She knew he was finished speaking, finished with her, at least for now.
All she could do was stare at him, mouth raising and lowering but silence was all she spoke, that was until she was awoken by the sharp clack of heels of professor Goodwitch making her way to their side. She stopped just a bit off of Parc and it was clear she had something to say to him.
On the bleachers, Lili and Ferry were still seated and lazily wandering about the room with their eyes for anything interesting. What they were waiting for Weiss wasn't sure in that moment.
Finding it time for her to go, Weiss attempted to raise her foot and step backwards but paused as a question came to her mind.
"Sir. If… if you don't mind me asking you a question. Who are you?"
He smirked, his smile amused and strong, everything she wasn't.
"Me? I'm a nobody. Just another shadow on the wall, ready to be forgotten."
With a wink, Weiss was left flabbergasted. After all that he called himself a nobody? Heres to ruining her image of something spectacular, a hero misaligned by fate yet steeled himself to being good.
"Oh." With that she spun around, brows furrowing and took slow, clicking steps towards the staircase leading to the doorway. All the way frowning and trying her utmost to solidify the form that was the her she wanted to be. Failing all the while.
With her gone, Parc's eyes wandered off her back and fell onto Glynda. "Everything good on your end?" he questioned laying his hand atop his hip.
"It is. Baring my questions about… her. I thought it best to inform you that Lili and Ferry's tutor should be here any moment now to do a few tests to properly discern their competencies as well as begin a few a simpler topics to ease them into the study flow expected of them."
She fideled with her spectacles and turned her eyes to slits. Without waiting for a reply, she asked. "Now. Who is she? What is your relationship with her? And have you told her about… the true nature of the world?" she cautiously glanced to the two faunus girls but quickly remembered they knew more than those their age should about the truth of everything.
Parc chuckled a breath or two and looking to Esdeath he spoke, "that is going to be quite the explanation."
"I have plenty of time. I do not have any more lessons planned for the day, so I am expecting full sentences and a lengthy, in depth explanation."
Of all the ways she could choose to intimidate Parc, being the stern teacher was not one of them.
Especially not when she clad herself in form fitting clothing which soon turned that archetype into the more sexy variant.
"Well, it all began in a snowy forest…"
***
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"She flayed you, and you just decided to marry her?"
Glynda's voice was a blend of astonishment, doubt, and pure 'you're joking me,' after hearing about Parc relationship with the blue haired woman.
"Well yes, but technically no. I'm not married to her. More like she's a plus one in my relationship…s.
"…s? You have more than her and that Kurome girl?"
A glance behind him to the spoke girl left Glynda frowning as the girl was simply sat on her knees, hands over her lap and head tilted down like she was asleep.
She had come to a thought over the passing days since Parc's arrival. More in the line of Summer and her relationship with him. She could tell it was a little more than just a woman grateful to her hero. It was something more… romantical. No. Summer wouldn't do that, it was illogical for her to even accept such an open relationship. She was much too preoccupied with her worries of ruining relationships just like she had been during their days applying themselves to study.
The amount of men she'd turned away could be counted on more than ten fingers, more than half of them having been in steady going relationships that they were all to happy to break up to get a chance at dating her.
"I do. They're not here right now. Off doing… their own thing?"
"Is that a question or an answer?" She questioned.
"Answer. It's complicated. Like, really complicated. And really a it's a stupidly long story I am not going to go into."
"I have the time."
"I don't. I mean, I do. I just don't want to."
Glynda's eyes narrowed to half moons and her posture hardened.
"Do you expect me to accept that types of excuse?"
"Yes. Because you don't have a choice."
"Oh, how so?"
She grumbled, she clearly thought herself special. Parc would be knocking that down quite swiftly.
Leaning in with a malicious smirk that showed off his glimmering white teeth, Parc brought his lips to her ear and whispered.
"Because. For an exhibitionist you are incredibly poor at hiding your assets. Who would have thought, Glynda Goodwitch, in the middle of her lessons wasn't wearing any panties."
Pulling back Parc licked his lips with a serpentine amusement as he watched Glynda's mouth gape open and eyes widen as realization slowly hit her. When it did her pallor faded and was replaced by a reddish twinge, though she quickly steeled her expression, shut her eyes and grit her teeth solidly against the others while also pinching her skirt and pulling it down. Just enough to feel more secure with the 'breezyness' down there.
"That is quite the claim Parc."
Shakily she realigned her spectacles and cleared her thoat, still pink in the everywhere.
"It's not a claim if I've seen the evidence. You know, I never expected you to be so fluffy down there. Far cry from your usual perfect shape, no?"
Had Glynda not the control over her emotions she had, she likely would have flumped over to the side and choaked on air. She didn't, she wanted to, but she didn't.
"I do no-t know what you are talking about."
Parc paused, had he heard, that right? Did Glynda Goodwitch just have a voice crack?
She certainly seemed intent on not letting announcing she had as she crossed her arms and took the most serious posture she could. Refusing any acknowledgement of such.
Hearing a creak Parc was drawn to the doorway at the top of the steps and saw it slowly open allowing two large brown rabbit ears with extraordinarily pink insides and a head of long brown hair and brilliantly brown eyes to peak in.
"Seems the tutors here."
He chuckled as he figured out who the tutor was to be. Leaning in once more to Glynda's ear he whispered in an even husher tone so as to not let the amply eared girl hear.
"Next time, I advise you to pick a place and time for your exhibitionism Glynda. You're lucky I was making sure no one got to see anything unnecessary."
"I am not a-"
"Ah!"
Parc halted her before she could say anymore.
"Careful. Remember. Faunus have better senses than the both of us. You talk to loud and they will hear you."
Glynda shivered and smoothly turned her head around to Lili and Ferry then onto the opening door where the girl she'd chosen to be their tutor was nervously making her way down the steps.
She was short, especially compared to Glynda and Parc, though nothing like Ruby or Weiss, especially nothing like Lili. The bunny eared girl dressed in the usual Beacon accoutrement expected for the theoretical lessons as she'd just finished a stint with professor Peach who was teaching the second years dust science. Her skin though a pristine shade of pale white was near always locked in a state of embarrassed red. The only times it wasn't being whenever her team, team CFVY was around to be her guardians.
"Let's talk… say, this Saturday? Somewhere private. There's this nice café in the city that I've been wanting to go to for a while now."
Glynda's slight tremble halted and she eyed him with a single raised brow.
"Are you asking me on a date?"
He shrugged and gave a nod, or a shake, it was both mixed together.
"It can be, it can also be two adults going out for drinks after a long week of dealing with raucous students."
She frowned in response, narrowed her eyes even further and clasped her upper arms till her fingers went white.
"Plus. I'm pretty sure you'd rather we didn't talk about adult topics before your students. Who knows what type of rumours will begin circulating."
Peeling away Parc glanced to the approaching faunus girl and saw her nearing the bottom of the steps. Ferry and Lili watching her with a curious tilt and slitted eyes. She kept walking with short half steps like she didn't want to bother Parc and Glynda's conversation. As she did so her head would swivel every which way to inspect the room and found the architecture quite old fashioned yet really pretty at the same time.
"Well. I'll give you time to think about my offer. Let me know if you'd like to go."
Parc stepped to the side and turned his full attention to the approaching girl. Glynda unmoving, ground her mollars and once again fixed her skirt, even if there was nothing wrong with it in the first place.
"Welcome, I'm guessing you're here to be Ferry and Lili's tutor for a bit?"
One hand on his hip, Parc met the girl halfway. Finding no amount of pity and mild amusement at the bunny girls jolt of surprise at his voice. Her ears sagged to the side while she fiddled with her skirt.
"Yes sir."
She meekly said.
Breaking out of her stupor, Glynda arrived besides Parc and spoke after a hesitant breath.
"Velvet, this is professor Evans. Currently he is 'teaching' the first years combat techniques. After the half term second years will also proceed to be taught by him. For now he will be providing his classroom for you to tutor Ferry and Lili outside of normal class hours."
Parc already knew the girl. Velvet. Second name, Scarlatina. The gentlest rabbit around. A little too gentle as she gets bullied a little too frequently but that was something that could be fixed through shattered kneecaps and potentially though not quite life threatening bodily damage.
"Hello."
Velvet continued messing with her skirt and the bag she was carrying over her shoulder. A leather messenger bag that looked stuffed to the brim with papers and the like. She tried to lift her head, to inspect Parc but every time she did she'd smell something weird that made her look away and flush.
"Are you alright Velvet?"
"O-oh. Yes Ma'am. Just a little nervous."
With that sad little response that jolted her gaze onto Glynda, Parc got an earful of the sweet British accent she had.
"Understandable. Anyways, this initial session is to familiarize yourself with them and get an understanding of where they are. Ferry, Lili, come introduce yourselves please."
Both girls slowly rose from their seats and made stride towards them. Soon arriving after seven wide steps. Lili per the usual took head and spoke.
"Hi."
"Hi."
Ferry following quick after. She'd taken particular interest in Velvet's towering ears, even if they were a little floppy at the tops were still enormous compared to her own donkey ones.
"Good evening."
Velvet forced a smile. Her ears straightening a smidgens as she finally met her cute underclassmen.
Three sets of eyes locked for a moment, each curious but Lili's, she was more hardened and analytical. Seemingly conveying, 'I might like you enough not to hate you.'
"Well, I do have papers I need to grade, so I won't linger much longer. If you need anything me and…" she looked to Parc and frowned, cheeks reddening again, "I'll be happy to provide it for you."
"Understood Ms. Goodwitch."
Velvet tilted her thin pink lips up and Glynda nodded in turn.
"Good. Professor, I will think about your offer. Have a good evening."
"Evening Glynda."
Parc helplessly at Glynda's choice of title for him and watched as she left the room, near constantly pulling at her skirt whenever it would hike up.
When she was gone and the door shut Parc turned his attention to the three girls. Ferry and Lili twitchy from their close proximity to him while miraculously Velvet was quite still and calm. But he could see it. No matter how much she hid it, he could see her uncomfortability at his and his smells proximity. The way she couldn't look at him, the way her nose would cutely wiggle with a sniffle and how her ears seemingly gravitated like a radar towards him.
'This is going to be fun.'
***
The moment the door shut behind her Glynda slammed herself against the wall of the staircase and gasped for breath. Both hands cupping her face as she silently screamed at herself in shame.
"I knew this was an idiotic thing to do and I still did it!"
She blamed herself for thinking she was smart enough, cautious enough to keep such a secret, secret. She hadn't even thought to consider the what ifs. What if someone figured her out? What if someone saw? What would she do?
She didn't know. All she did was that those thoughts, those 'fears' of being caught made something within her excited. Something that shouldn't have been there at all.
"Sick. I am sick."
Her head banged twice against the wall and she groaned.
"What do I do now?"
She pondered Parc's offer. There was no doubt in her mind that he was going to manipulate her in some manner. Toy with her constantly threatening her with revealing this mistake on her part to Ozpin. If he did it would ruin her, ruin her career. She couldn't let that happen. No. She'd worked too hard to get to this frustrating point.
Her head banged harder against the wall and she winced. Even though aura blocked injury it didn't block non-damaging pain. She was grateful it didn't. It meant she had something to focus on for clarity of mind.
"I… cannot lose this. What are my options."
She went still, mind racing as she pondered and analyzed everything she could do to save her bare ass.
"Accept his proposal. Go on this 'date' of his? I'd be sacrificing my pride as a woman."
Her teeth chattered, she gazed to the staircase and began her ascent, continuing to mutter to herself in muted tones.
"Find something about him, ruin him instead? No, mutual destruction would be a threat then and something tells me I won't find much or that he'll even care considering how nonchalant he's been about his former occupation."
"Remove him? No, worse much worse than having that revealed."
"Deny anything he says? Chances are I would be believed but I need to figure out if he has more… solid, evidence. If he does, I need to destroy that first."
Unknown to her, her rambling had been heard by the odd student. All of whom recoiled and backed away as the saw their professor marching a warpath while chewing her thumb with the eyes of the devil itself.
Slamming her door behind herself she faced her bed.
"Alright. Plan is to accept his proposal, figure out if he has solid evidence of my folly and destroy it—All of it, and then deny anything he may say."
Nodding and huffing approvingly of her newfound plan, Glynda eyed her dresser with a twitch. To say she was stressed was an understatement. To say she was aroused due to her actions was also an understatement.
"No. Calm. Focus. Fix this mistake then I can relieve my stress."
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