PAIN IN MY CHEST / typhoon leader

[VASS .]

"Goldenluxury Roux, leader of the typhoon" Vaas supplied as he approached the pair, for his own leader. As vague as the term was, Vaas' group had joined with palmclan for the prosperity of the boardwalk, and the large borders that the small clan grew into. He didn't pay the feline any heed, and instead focused down on his own- other ex-leader. Goldie was the leader when he was in the typhoon, and while the tiger hadn't paid much heed to the rest of the clan politics around him when he booked his retreat from the clan; it didn't mean that the knowledge was false, maybe a past tense at this point, but the warning towards Rhine was true. This was someone you didn't want to cross.

"It's good to see you, sobrina", while not necessarily true, it was the spirit of the Tiger's words. Goldenluxuries father was a native of the isle as well as Vaas; before most of the volcano wiped the rest of them off the map. Vaas hasn't paid much attention towards it until the sight of his own sister's body was confirmed dead. He left after, no strings keeping the ex-boss in place in such a place. "Has leading become a chore for you yet, goldie?"

there was a hint of self-depreciation in his eyes when he spoke the last hint of his words. yearned, maybe inapropably to return to the home that had burned; but the thing was- there was no future there for him. His family laid as part of the dead after the volcano's eruption, and the clan were in tatters. Too many memories were associated with the place, painful most of them. But the Roux family was a delight, as he knew them: knew Goldenluxury.

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"take me into your heart , accept me as your savior nail me to the fucking cross and let me be reborn" — an antagonist with a silver tongue , a pirate with nothing to loose and everything to gain .  vaas montenegro ; he who lives to fight demons should be weary he himself does not become one ." it's not like i am fucking crazy — "

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