10-22-2020, 09:59 PM
The scent of PalmClan was not one her nose had yet become familiar with, seeing as she's only taken it in a few times, the most being as it clung to her son a few days after he'd finally returned. It's not so different from their own - the sandy beaches, fish, and flora. And, honestly, the up and coming group hadn't really been on her mind since Lovekit had returned home. There was not much reason to dwell on it, they'd done a good deed in taking care of her child, and she'd gone on her way. Perhaps she would owe them some sort of favor, if they were to ask for it, but she wouldn't actively encourage them to request one. Taking care of a child, after all, was basic decency she'd hope any individual would understand, even if she knew several that didn't.
In all honesty, Goldenluxury hadn't needed to think about politics for a good while, and she preferred to keep it that way. While her guild was specifically in communications, she much preferred the strategic aspect of it, visiting allies, and the mischief in espionage, even if she chose to only use it when she truly needed to. Anything else was just kind of a nuisance, and if she had her way, the Typhoon would be cut off from external politics altogether. Aside from perhaps Tanglewood, she didn't mind their company, and they'd proven to be the right decision for an ally. But, PalmClan, they still sat with the "I don't really feel like seeing them" category. They didn't piss her off like the Pitt did, but they didn't seem like a fantastic use of time and energy either, unless it was for something small in return for Lovekit's treatment.
The captain didn't mind seeing Vaas, though, she supposes. She had fond memories of him as a former member, even if they'd not necessarily been very close. He got to see her just as she'd stepped into her position, both in her life and in her fiery death. And he still clearly held some sort of respect for her, which she'd return the favor towards him. She walks up next to Rosemary and Roxie, offering a nod to them both. "Aye, is' okay, it takes one t' know one." She'd respond with a casual smirk to his "wanna-be pirates" comment. "What do you need?"
In all honesty, Goldenluxury hadn't needed to think about politics for a good while, and she preferred to keep it that way. While her guild was specifically in communications, she much preferred the strategic aspect of it, visiting allies, and the mischief in espionage, even if she chose to only use it when she truly needed to. Anything else was just kind of a nuisance, and if she had her way, the Typhoon would be cut off from external politics altogether. Aside from perhaps Tanglewood, she didn't mind their company, and they'd proven to be the right decision for an ally. But, PalmClan, they still sat with the "I don't really feel like seeing them" category. They didn't piss her off like the Pitt did, but they didn't seem like a fantastic use of time and energy either, unless it was for something small in return for Lovekit's treatment.
The captain didn't mind seeing Vaas, though, she supposes. She had fond memories of him as a former member, even if they'd not necessarily been very close. He got to see her just as she'd stepped into her position, both in her life and in her fiery death. And he still clearly held some sort of respect for her, which she'd return the favor towards him. She walks up next to Rosemary and Roxie, offering a nod to them both. "Aye, is' okay, it takes one t' know one." She'd respond with a casual smirk to his "wanna-be pirates" comment. "What do you need?"
NOTHING'S EVER LOST FOREVER, IT'S JUST HIDING IN THE RECESS OF YOUR MIND AND WHEN YOU NEED IT, IT WILL COME TO YOU AT NIGHT. I MISS THE YELLOW. I MISS THE YELLING AND THE SHAKEDOWN. I'M NOT COMPLAINING, NO, I GOT A BETTER SET OF KNIVES NOW. I MISS MY DRUMMER, MY DEAD STEPBROTHER, AND THE PIT CROWD. AND CHUCK AND MATTY - IF THEY COULD SEE ME THEY'D BE SO PROUD.