BRAND NEW BEGINNING ☆ o, nightmare

[VASS .]

When Vaas had first settled into the newly set borders of palmclan, he was unstable, a tiger set loose without a care and all the power and knowledge of just how small the clan beside him was. He could claim ignorance, outwardly he would always do so, but seeing the fresh scent and the rot that was still currently setting into the boardwalk- Vaas knew that the edge of the isle's coast was weak, freshly drowned and Vaas was hungry, begging to push aside the feeling- need of being needed and instead took from them the opportunity to lead. When Rhinestone had come up to the boardwalk, with the rest of the boardwalk; there was a sense of unease, of suspicion directed at them- because of Vaas

Now, the tiger looked back, and if he was a waker warrior he would've wept in graditude for the tom. Vaas, was made to lead. Bread to become the leader, the perfect warrior, kept pet on a leash for his tribe. He was the false king of a now destroyed- utterly wiped people. He was made- built for leadership, and as thus he fell into it naturally here: This did not mean that Vaas wanted it.

So he thanked the tom the only way he knew how, Rhinestone, defeated, hollow cast eyes so brilliantly blue that Vaas felt his own breath stutter for a moment- Vaas pointedly did not ask the question. Instead took one careful glance inside the leader's eyes and accepted the burden there. His large form brushing against the other's in meager comfort as he rose up, walking slightly in the direction of the boardwalk's cage- his den.

"there might be some drowsiness, lethargy at most; but it too can be treated." Carefully slow was the tom's walk, as the tiger would set to lead the pair towards the place if they took the subte hint of him showing him towards his den. "I'll give you what to take in the morning as well, to help wash your system of the remnants of it."

Already, Vaas knew what to give them. Variant root was natural, and had little in the form of side effects beyond the allergic kind, but the other drug... could. A powder or liquid, odorless and tasteless, Catnip in the morning to help wake him up if he needed it. Maybe corked into a bottle to keep the scent and contain it.

"Just... make sure you sleep up. It'll help you knock out, but you'll wake up with a hangover-like state if you get up too early" The body's way of keeping them put under. Or rather the Tiger's only warning towards the kind of effects it could have. Vaas was clever, but he had never dosed a small cat- only himself on it. And what would make his sleep dreamless with effects was just a small few drops, with Rhine who was smaller- it might leave a little bit lingering in his system afterwards.

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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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