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Tricks and Mischief [Nnoitra]



Nnoitra

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04-13-2013, 02:34 AM




Alabaster ears pricked forwards with interest as she chuckled. She seemed to be amused by his words. Nnoitra didn't always aim to please others, but at least when he was using one of his many facades, he intended to keep his company happy. She seemed to be quite happy with not only herself, but himself as well. It was enough to raise his spirits for the time being and keep him in an amiable mood. It'd been a while since he'd had a good conversation with another. Morphine had been scarce and Kaien was hardly a worthy conversationalist. His daughter Zarzenova so far had failed to pick up on his silver tongue as far as he was concerned. Then again perhaps the conversation with him had bored her. She had looked like she wanted to get away with every passing moment.

Regardless, Nnoitra was pleased to have another being to speak to that seemed to have at least an ounce of intelligence. He wasn't fond of the brutes that were large with gigantic muscles and used their strength to enforce their power. No. True power was a show of wits and smarts. That was a true display of elegance. Actions could speak louder than words, but words could be mightier than brute strength. His cunning could destroy another if only the right words were spoken. Lies could be spun and mistrust could be placed in one wolf towards another. It was so easy to be manipulative and it was delightful. The thrill he achieved from such was so much more than a fight. If only the idiots were smart enough to understand him. That would have made it even better.

"An ex-Valhallen is not a title I carry with pride... but yes. My name is Loki. Tell me my friend, why have you stepped down from your throne? You do not look an elder to me."

A smirk tugged at the corners of blackened gums. So she wished to truly know why he had stepped down? That certainly was not a question he had been expecting. It was one he would answer with pleasure. He had many reasons. All of them all for his own benefit. It was how he worked, how he would always work, and it would never ever change.

"I stepped down and passed it to Kaien simply for the fact that it's so much easier and more beneficial to lead from the shadows. The boy comes to me for advice, and with Morphine helping him my job is so much easier. He can use the brute force for display while I am the puppet master working from behind the scenes. Make sense my dear?"

Eyes closed in obvious happiness with plan. He was quite pleased with himself. He always had been a devious little trickster. Manipulative and intelligent. He could get what he wanted. He had tired from leading the pack head on so he'd passed on the other duties to someone more capable. He would do the strategies and work for the better of the pack while Kaien did the grunt work and put the others in order. To him there was nothing wrong with it either. In time, perhaps, Kaien would be much like him. He had, after all, raised him from a yearling. If he hadn't influenced the boy in some shape or fashion he would have been horribly disappointed.



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