10-26-2020, 02:35 AM
Careful ignorance, Vaas had lived his life playing to his brute nature and hiding his true talents. Cunning, calculative, charming; it was easy to befall the tiger because of injury rather than his words, yet the wars of life had been far behind him now. In palmclan there was more peace than the pirate ever saw in the typhoon, in his own tribe. He was taught to fight, he learned to hide his thoughts, his feelings for the better of the tribe, and with the slow gait to allow the other's to keep pace, Vaas kept his mind clear through it all.
This was no longer his tribe, where expectations laid at his feet and chained him to the earth such as duty, or tradition. Here they were merly sugestions, careful considerations that Vaas picked and choose from. He found himself accepting the burden from the leader's shoulder without thought, and pushed the implications or the why out of his mind. "that's good to hear, real good. Leading is stressful, don't I fucking know it" He gave a low huff, not likeing where his thoughts drifted, instead he took a moment to blank his mind, breathing deep, in and out.
He imagined a rusted pelt, pale blue eyes, and let out a low huff. "I'm usually up most hours of the day, but when i was the boss, it was almost as if i never slept" There was a short time, if he remembered, he was awake purely because of the drugs he downed to stay awake. Aware and sharp and snapping, snarling. It had been a week of demonstrations, of ruthless efficiency, if he remembered it right.
He knows, if nothing else, without this clan, without Rhine he would be different, for the worst. As the cage came into view, he slipped inside the opened door, following the open cages to a far pushed corner where a storage crate lay half closed. Let the thoughts fade as he focused on what he knew, how he could help the one who had helped him.
"over here is most of it," Vaas spoke up. Pulling at the soft soil inside and stripping the fresher herbs from stems. Valerian flowers tugged gently until the roots could be pruned. Catnip cut with steady claw work and placed in a small vial and wet clay to seal it and break easily. "this is for the morning, just break the seal and take a whiff" He pulled more than just one dose from the crate. A large amount tugged into a linnen bag for Quesar' the other would need it if the night progressed without sleeping, a small bundle of root placed inside there as well.
When he turned back towards the pair, there was a smile along his maw, "such a sleepy pair you make" He geastured towards the top of a makeshift hill, made of cages and rates alike where a pile of soft bedding lay. "Rest is in my own bedding," he didn't wait for the other's to come after him, hurrying to grab it before the other's could discern where the gathered it from. "this one is... very dangerous, or it can be in the wrong paws." Vaas warned, as an explanation. he only had the liquid of it, and that would work for the use he needed.
A single drop of the drug, Valerian root came together in a bowl with a touch of sea water to cover the smell and taste. Valerian root was... in few words, disgusting. He was careful, pushing it into a paste, and then adding berries to sweeten it. "blueberries, Rhine?" the tiger offered him one before pushing the bowl towards him,
"here, cachorro." Vaas set the tied linen bag towards Quesar as well, giving a small nod "It'll help with your own nightmares, when you get them" Oh, Vaas knew the other's drug of choice, but this was something a little bit more... tame in comparison. Catnip and Valarian root at least wasn't something commonly known for smoking.
He gave a self satisfied not, tail swaying behind him as the tiger felt at ease to do so, in his own den: the cage of the boardwalk where most had taken to slumber, it now felt empty in comparison, quiet among the other sleeping members here. He nodded towards a pair of empty cages, lined with soft bedding for sleeping. "feel free to make yourselves comfortable here for the night, I'll be up for quite a while still"
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[table][tr][td]This was no longer his tribe, where expectations laid at his feet and chained him to the earth such as duty, or tradition. Here they were merly sugestions, careful considerations that Vaas picked and choose from. He found himself accepting the burden from the leader's shoulder without thought, and pushed the implications or the why out of his mind. "that's good to hear, real good. Leading is stressful, don't I fucking know it" He gave a low huff, not likeing where his thoughts drifted, instead he took a moment to blank his mind, breathing deep, in and out.
He imagined a rusted pelt, pale blue eyes, and let out a low huff. "I'm usually up most hours of the day, but when i was the boss, it was almost as if i never slept" There was a short time, if he remembered, he was awake purely because of the drugs he downed to stay awake. Aware and sharp and snapping, snarling. It had been a week of demonstrations, of ruthless efficiency, if he remembered it right.
He knows, if nothing else, without this clan, without Rhine he would be different, for the worst. As the cage came into view, he slipped inside the opened door, following the open cages to a far pushed corner where a storage crate lay half closed. Let the thoughts fade as he focused on what he knew, how he could help the one who had helped him.
"over here is most of it," Vaas spoke up. Pulling at the soft soil inside and stripping the fresher herbs from stems. Valerian flowers tugged gently until the roots could be pruned. Catnip cut with steady claw work and placed in a small vial and wet clay to seal it and break easily. "this is for the morning, just break the seal and take a whiff" He pulled more than just one dose from the crate. A large amount tugged into a linnen bag for Quesar' the other would need it if the night progressed without sleeping, a small bundle of root placed inside there as well.
When he turned back towards the pair, there was a smile along his maw, "such a sleepy pair you make" He geastured towards the top of a makeshift hill, made of cages and rates alike where a pile of soft bedding lay. "Rest is in my own bedding," he didn't wait for the other's to come after him, hurrying to grab it before the other's could discern where the gathered it from. "this one is... very dangerous, or it can be in the wrong paws." Vaas warned, as an explanation. he only had the liquid of it, and that would work for the use he needed.
A single drop of the drug, Valerian root came together in a bowl with a touch of sea water to cover the smell and taste. Valerian root was... in few words, disgusting. He was careful, pushing it into a paste, and then adding berries to sweeten it. "blueberries, Rhine?" the tiger offered him one before pushing the bowl towards him,
"here, cachorro." Vaas set the tied linen bag towards Quesar as well, giving a small nod "It'll help with your own nightmares, when you get them" Oh, Vaas knew the other's drug of choice, but this was something a little bit more... tame in comparison. Catnip and Valarian root at least wasn't something commonly known for smoking.
He gave a self satisfied not, tail swaying behind him as the tiger felt at ease to do so, in his own den: the cage of the boardwalk where most had taken to slumber, it now felt empty in comparison, quiet among the other sleeping members here. He nodded towards a pair of empty cages, lined with soft bedding for sleeping. "feel free to make yourselves comfortable here for the night, I'll be up for quite a while still"
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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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