I taste of iron and water // Visit, kinda??

[VASS .]

It was without thought, that Vaas moved: all action, most despaired from the medici, no brain. There was a reputation, a persona there that Vaas liked to hold, even as the mantle of healer settled heavy along his collar and chained him- rooted him into place with things such as duty, obligation. Vaas enjoyed spitting it in other's faces, duty, obligation, be though for the clan, for thoese in need? he would later sneer.

But that was neither here nor there.

Vaas was a creature of his element, in the night time patrols, and the few times during day that he made it anywhere close towards the border. Hearing such calls, even from a stranger- with the scent of a supposed ally on it's heels- Vaas did not hesitate, in fact he smiled- snarled with the mimicry of a grin along his maw as he barrelled into the wanderer. Stranger with fangs and teeth. Ripping the hulking bear-dog from the feline with his claws aimed to ensnare and his entire body weight to fling them- both of them out of the way, further from the border and deeper into the forest surrounding them both if successful.

The sound of water- unlike rain but more a jet strip crack of a whip, the guttural crack as it solidified under Vaas' control. Suddenly his claws were daggers caged in ice. Pulling them from his prey. Leaving worse wounds if possible before he withdrew, a bright grin on his maw savage and lethal and, befitting the king of the jungle ripped from his home.

"It's called knocking, puta" Let the smaller feline that was once clearly faced in it's death throws scramble, scamper away, as the ice fell into the soil- melting without conscious effort from the medicine feline as he would nudge the stranger, the same savage grin softening into something a lot more kind, as the savage- hatred fell away hid behind jungle green eyes"Be better than your leader, less you find yourself on my claws-" The tiger warned them without a hint of remorse, even if the attack failed, if the tiger's announcement was too bright and he dodged entirely, the tiger would take to look at his claws, flexing them out in a rare display of his own pride. "- again"

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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" %u2014 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 %u2014 "

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