THE BLOOD'S RUN STALE

"Speech." Thought. 631.


The thought of war with Valhalla had crossed her mind a couple of times before, and even more frequently as a result of their little claiming spree at the battlefields. There was curiosity that lingered within her on the subject, and as she sat with Kaien, her thoughts swimming about her mind, she pondered over whether or not Valhalla had already decided upon their terms with Tortuga. It was quite obvious that they were highly aware of his betrayal, but if they did already house the information that their adolescent kin had let slip details on their pack (even if they were minimal facts that could have been deciphered by one outside of Valhalla), would they now depict Tortuga as a threat? Surely they were unaware of what information Neo had relayed to his new pack, and surely their own worry on the matter would cause exaggerated thoughts within the family?s cautious minds. This could easily have aroused discontent within Valhalla, and announcing a war would, therefore, become a strong possibility. Tortuga was in no such position to enter a war with a pack so populated as Valhalla; however, Morphine was confident that Tortuga housed seasoned warriors, as many within it claimed they were. Though experience was on Tortuga?s hands, doubt clung to the white witch as she diverged on the subject whilst Kaien mulled over her words.


He spoke again, permitting her the chat that she had already had with Neo on his judgment day. He even offered another idea, and Morphine nodded her approval with it, emitting a soft ?mhm? as she did so just to confirm it in case he hadn?t been looking in her direction. His caution about Neo relaying information through Luce was seen through the woman as well, and she allowed him to finish that portion of his speech before throwing in another idea. ?Talking to Luce is also imperative. Perhaps you could seek out the girl and inform her on this little ? ah ? plan.? Her excitement with their plot caused her smirk to widen her countenance, and a soft chuckle met her leathered lips. It would certainly be time-consuming, but it would be worth it in the end if they could pull it off.


Silence fell upon the duo again, though, this time, the awkward sensation she had felt previously had completely dispersed due to her internal excitement. However, the silence was short-lived as the male beside her piped up again, addressing an entirely different subject that she had not been expecting. Her pupils met Kaien?s own and her ears flicked sideways as she digested his question. She had not met all within Tortuga formerly as the Vecaan, neither had she met them as a lowly Iscarac or Rictaar, but she had received no ill feedback thus far. In fact, she hadn?t received input on her leadership at all since she claimed the crown. ?Yes,? she said simply, her tones light but her response entirely vague. She had an idea that he knew she had not addressed the others as Vecaan, so she did not feel the need to or even want to explain; somehow she?d feel as if she was slacking if she had confirmed his supposed ideas. Not wanting to have the male do all the talking, she continued on, shifting the subject once more. ?And how are they treating you, Kaien? Are you still feeling inadequate with your leadership compared to Nnoitra?? It was an honest question that had been on her mind since the encounter with the Valhallans who had only spoken in disdain towards the male, and it was not intended as a mocking question in the slightest. He already knew her position on the matter; hell, the Valhallans had heard an earful from the woman on it, too.