BRAND NEW BEGINNING ☆ o, nightmare

[VASS .]

speak of the devil, and he shall appear before you: wreathed in flame.

The night herald the-ex box no longer on his lonesome. Away from his nightly patrol's there wasn't much the tiger did when the sun fell, well- one could infer that he would sleep, but it was usually just before the dawn would break that the tiger could ever be caught resting. In fact if it wasn't for the strips down the edges of his eyes there might've been a permanent darken patch where his eyes have led over to the tiresome ways. Vaas was always some level of tired, it didn't do well for his reaction time but it fared so much better for his control. And control, was so important to the warrior.

Beside, there were drugs for that, if need be.

And it wasn't an addiction- before he got ratted onto it, he didn't trade addictions, but the yearning of home was so much easier to drown under the influence- he could look at the nightly wash of the shore and trick his mind into home, into thinking that the island was still the same as the small one he grew up onto- even if he knew far better than that.

one addiction for another

The tiger heard his voice, and through his hearing he pinpointed the wayward apprentice. Vaas knew the other still slumbered in his cage. He didn't mind, because there were plenty of other's who still did, it was a camp before the merger, and still other's might've refered to it as such. To Vaas it was a central place of meeting, to rest where the sound of other's sleeping would aid his own troublesome sleep. - Vaas was bemused by the change in shift of the conversation.

"you're not wrong either" He didn't take much offense to the comet either, dark eye shifting from the speck of purple on the dog's paws towards rhinestone's eyes. jade green watching the other for a reaction as he circled around, sitting down a little off but not too far away. "Catnip works as a soother for dogs, while on cats it has an... opposite effect."

The tiger hummed at the focus on nightmares, his eyes narrowed into consideration. "maybe nothing specifically for nightmares, but I've got something for sleeping without dreams" Vaas took that, a dreamless sleep was a well worth one. Valerian root smelt like shit but it worked well- and added a little bit of some of the more fouler liquid drugs Vaas had but refused to give out- ah well.

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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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