10-16-2020, 08:47 PM
A soft unfurl of a smile, true and genuine one lifting across his mouth as the short man leaned back into his chair. The sound of white noise, as the underpaid worker went back to cleaning one of the machines, another customer slowly mulling over the board hung overhead for something good to drink. A sense of timelessness settled, in the quiet morning. Jaded eyes looking from the single spot that had captured the man’s attention towards Rhine- meeting the other in the eyes- however briefly- to see the stark flush of embarrassment on the responsible teen. Instead of answering, the sudden lull into the conversation- Vaas to unapologetic to ever revoke his words, but contrite none-the less- gave a small encouraging nod towards the other.
“you’re very interesting, and it’s good to see you in your own environment rather than that” Vaas couldn’t remember the various states the other might’ve seen him, but he knew one thing: the version he showed himself now was a lot more tame in comparison. Seeing the side that came out when the other was comfortable, if a little nervous, was a lot better than trying to hide behind his friends. Vaas had vague memories of dragging him out of said group towards the bar just to chat.
Instead the Pirate looked towards QUesar who was taking larger and larger sips of his drink, the smile falling off his face as a teasing snarl replaced it. “well, looks like I need to get up and make another one anyway, hmm?” yet he stood where he was, not looking towards the kid’s eyes but rather to top of their brow, jade eyes switching the screen before him that flashed a dark shade due to inactivity. “Can’t show you behind the counter, its just some red pepper and paprika along with it.”
“Dark side is an illusion kid, it’s all about perception” Vaas drew lazily, pulling back into his computer ad tapping a sentence or two down. “What could possibly excuse a crime? What is considered too far?” Change rolled on the counter somewhere, causing the shorter male to twitch his fingers over the keyboard- reflex ably, maybe he should switch to coding, it was a lore more soothing than this bullshit. “What is family, but a choice?” he sat up, the slow tap of a keyboard halting from the absence niceties he was writing to... to not his choice. It was a well known fact, around town that Vaas was alone, beyond the spare hookups and acquaintances, he preferred it. The large scar across his face a little clue to it: who could cause such to leave a man alone.
“to be completely honest, us “adults” don’t know what the fuck we’re doing either” Vaas sniffs, pulling the half-sipped mug and turns it. taking a large gulp from the still hot liquid. “all just living, trying to find soemthing worth our time.” He leans back from where he practically hovered over his own laptop, the computer showing a page. “Personal web development aside, it’s a good side hustle if you know you’re way around C plus and java.”
[table][tr][td]“you’re very interesting, and it’s good to see you in your own environment rather than that” Vaas couldn’t remember the various states the other might’ve seen him, but he knew one thing: the version he showed himself now was a lot more tame in comparison. Seeing the side that came out when the other was comfortable, if a little nervous, was a lot better than trying to hide behind his friends. Vaas had vague memories of dragging him out of said group towards the bar just to chat.
Instead the Pirate looked towards QUesar who was taking larger and larger sips of his drink, the smile falling off his face as a teasing snarl replaced it. “well, looks like I need to get up and make another one anyway, hmm?” yet he stood where he was, not looking towards the kid’s eyes but rather to top of their brow, jade eyes switching the screen before him that flashed a dark shade due to inactivity. “Can’t show you behind the counter, its just some red pepper and paprika along with it.”
“Dark side is an illusion kid, it’s all about perception” Vaas drew lazily, pulling back into his computer ad tapping a sentence or two down. “What could possibly excuse a crime? What is considered too far?” Change rolled on the counter somewhere, causing the shorter male to twitch his fingers over the keyboard- reflex ably, maybe he should switch to coding, it was a lore more soothing than this bullshit. “What is family, but a choice?” he sat up, the slow tap of a keyboard halting from the absence niceties he was writing to... to not his choice. It was a well known fact, around town that Vaas was alone, beyond the spare hookups and acquaintances, he preferred it. The large scar across his face a little clue to it: who could cause such to leave a man alone.
“to be completely honest, us “adults” don’t know what the fuck we’re doing either” Vaas sniffs, pulling the half-sipped mug and turns it. taking a large gulp from the still hot liquid. “all just living, trying to find soemthing worth our time.” He leans back from where he practically hovered over his own laptop, the computer showing a page. “Personal web development aside, it’s a good side hustle if you know you’re way around C plus and java.”
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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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