white wedding

*Morphine* · 04-21-2013, 06:23 PM

Thank you Lube ♥

A grin portraying her gratitude towards the compliment the woman had offered her on her rise to power dominated her visage, and although a bit suspicious as to why Vi had so easily thrown it at her without witnessing what Morphine had thus far been capable of as Vecaan, the white witch would eat up whatever positive feedback she could get. After all, after losing to that damned Valhallan king the traitorous Cyanide, Morphine had been devoured by self-doubt with what she would be able to accomplish during her reign beside Kaien. Surely, if others saw potential in the dwarfish white queen, perhaps she was greater than she imagined; however, she would not allow that thought to feed her ego as she personally loathed arrogance and assumed many others did alongside her. No ? she would retain the desire to become a great leader and would continually apply pressure to herself on the matter; never would she view herself as more than a foul superior who needed to better herself in order to benefit her kingdom. Perhaps, that way, she would never fully be satisfied with ?good? and strive for ?better.?

At the conclusion of her own question, she watched the girl with interest, noting on the russet woman?s grin that nearly matched her own; yes, she did utilize fa?ades, Morphine just silently pondered over whether or not it was a natural occurrence for the other or if there was a legitimate reasoning behind it for residing there in Morphine?s presence. Was this simply a show for the queen?s sake, or was this truly Viridiana? Perhaps this attitude the woman possessed was how she advanced in her career so quickly, appealing to Nnoitra and having him buy it and eat out of her paws? It was a peculiar concept, though she would never voice those doubts aloud for she had her own fa?ade to maintain. The thoughts merely subsided as Vi responded, though it lapped at the back of her mind all the while.

The tale ? whether true or not ? piqued the pallid woman?s interest, for she had been unaware that this woman had previously held the title of Rictaar that Morphine had also obtained in the past. The part that physically displayed her interest, however, was the mentioning that Vi had formerly held a career in the assassination department. Morphine?s own brows rose at this, the thought of Cyanide resurfacing within the depths of her twisted mind. The thought of murdering the traitor, however appealing it was, had never before breached the plotting mind of Morphine, but now that it had been conjured, it was practically embedded into her brain. She was tentative to mention the new plot that Vi had aroused, and would remain silent until the perfect moment to suggest it. For now, it was pushed aside to pester her at another time.

Before she was granted the opportunity to respond to the wench, the woman asked to speak again, and Morphine simply quirked a brow with the invitation for further vocals, inclining her muzzle in Vi?s direction as she waited for what she expected to be an important speech. Her tones spewed honesty and eloquence and any doubt that Morphine had had on the other?s trustworthiness were silenced, for Vi was far too convincing with her words for Morphine to believe it to be a scam. She spoke of Nnoitra, gave voice for the other Tortugans who had held displeasure with Kaien?s ruling, put her faith towards the white witch herself, and, finally, offered her services towards the pack with the hopes that she could live up to the Akari expectations. Morphine could not help but succumb to the smirk that pulled at her countenance, for she was far too satiated with the woman?s words not to. Not because of the expectations that Vi had held her to, but, rather for the willingness of the woman to serve her part in the pack. It was impressing to say the least, and Morphine would not disappoint Vi and allow her to leave the circle without assigning her a task, the same that had entered her mind the moment Vi mentioned she was an assassin.

You are not alone, Vi? many prefer Nnoitra to Kaien and some have left Tortuga because of it. Honestly, I did prefer Nnoitra as well, however, Kaien is not entirely incompetent and I?ve grown to prefer neither. I would advise you not to judge him so quickly. Just grant him some time to prove himself, and if he still disappoints, well, there?s always room for dethroning, she grinned at this, throwing a discreet wink in the woman?s direction that could have easily been mistaken for blinking to one that was inattentive. I do hope I can pull Tortuga towards greatness, and you can bet I will do everything within my power to ensure that we attain it. I do have some?plans for this pack so that it shifts from its current neutral state to something more involved, I suppose. Nothing too brash, but nothing too boring, either. She pulled herself from her haunches at this, outstretching her forelimbs before her chest cavity, padding closer towards the russet female and then sauntering in a circular pattern around her, her metallic eyes dancing over the woman?s figure for flaws, but found none. One thing that needs to be addressed to the bulk of Tortuga is that traitors are unacceptable. I believe you can help me make that point very clear?if you are willing, that is. A sly grin manifested upon her visage and she halted before the female?s front, wanting confirmation that she was up for anything Morphine had to throw at her.

Speech,

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