Thom - Sanservia alliance

[08:21:58] Vivian: ....
[08:21:58] Vivian: < *Sprinkles some water on Sanseveria's head.* >
[08:23:40] Sanseveria: Khiii! Why! <*He shakes his head from left to right.*>
[08:23:40] Vivian: This is how plants grow, do they not?
[08:24:32] Vivian: I'm helping you.
[08:26:14] Sanseveria: Phbbb. I do not dislike it.
[08:31:21] Drip, drip, drip.

The last drops of water came from her bottle, and now she settle it beside herself again. The girl draws to a stand and draws just a bit closer to Sanseveria to try and squeeze at his chest again. She has to make certain that this man wasn't actually a woman. Even if she checked before. Still doubtful. Grope, grope. In the midst of it though, she'll peer over to Thom.

"You should make a statement of intent. Lorsha told me that Conquest is still alive as well. Can't she regenerate eventually?"
(Vivian)
[08:36:28] He whipped his head from side to side again, water sprinkling off of his long hair until he finally settles down, strands of messy, damp stuck against his face, which he pulls back with a movement of his hand. Sanseveria stood on the grass, his feet deep within the soil, a twirl of vines curling about his body, each coated in sharp thorns.

He stared down at Vivian as she touched his chest. "Khiii, enough," one of those vines twisted up toward her hands, "But yes, I'd very much like to hear why you killed Conquest exactly, Thom. She was important to everything happening here, khiii... The iron grip that kept Loranthis all together, similar to Dumuzid prior to her. And no offense, but you don't exactly inspire fear, khikhi."
(Sanseveria)
[08:42:27] The red haired man leaned back on the rocks calmly. "A statement of intent will likely be made soon. I want to see how Nostvale reacts first. They'll either attempt to talk, or they'll attack us. If the former, I want to burn down Cinderfall more then any other city. If the latter? We defend ourselves, take Nostvale, then burn Cinderfall. Either way don't expect peace or anything soon."

A glance made towards both of those nearby. "The reasoning for our spat is simple. I captured a man who I was going to interogate for information. She killed him. I demaned to be reimbursed. She said no. One does not rip off someone stronger then them in Loranthis. That is not how we do things.

I do not need to inspire fear to get what I want done. My actions will speak for me. Such as the sparing of Conquest..

Given enough time she will indeed regenerate. Should I die I would want her to once again lead Loranthis after all."
(Thom M. Takashi)
[08:50:08] Huff.

"It's not my fault you're so damn pretty. I had to be sure." She tells Sanseveria. But that aside, she turns her attention to Thom again.

"Not saying you should-- but honestly, if you were going to do all of that to her, you may as well have gotten the job done. You can't just go flaunting around as King if you haven't sealed the deal, because eventually she's gonna come back. She's gonna come back pissed. And you know she's gonna come to kill ya'. Wouldn't have achieved anything other than beating her up, really. Feels like this whole charade is pointless otherwise." She said.

And it's true. Conquest was just a head inside of the tower somewhere, and she can only guess the woman was seething with vengeful rage at this point. Nothing would be achieved other than his death if he was going to let it pan out like this.
(Vivian)
[08:51:50] Gala Mabon: Sanse, are you seducing young girls, -again-...?
[08:52:41] Vivian: Oh, no. I was just groping his tits to make sure he wasn't a girl.
[08:52:41] Gala Mabon: . . .
[08:52:41] Vivian: I can't tell with this guy.
[08:52:41] Gala Mabon: Well trust me, he's a man.
[08:52:41] Gala Mabon: One hundred percent...
[08:52:41] Vivian: < *lennyfaces at Gala.* >
[08:52:41] Vivian: Please stop.
[08:53:32] Gala Mabon: Hahahah~
[08:55:15] Sanseveria winced at the girl, giving a slow shake of his head- maintaining a faint grin nonetheless, not entirely unwelcome. "Ah, Bragi. The way he ran his mouth, it would have been a disgrace if she didn't kill him on the spot, khiii. Still, I wasn't here for the exchange of words--I'm sure it wasn't particularly pleasant, khikhi."

Sanseveria folded his arms over his chest, a thoughtful look to his features before his neck croned to set his forest gaze to Thom, displeasure in his expression. "Your actions...? Sparing Conquest? Mercy isn't something that inspries here, friend, khiii. All you've done is weakened us, displacing the tyrant we had for... well, you."

His focus settled to the front again. He expelled a sigh, exhaling from his mouth and nostrils, ignoring Gala and Vivian's banter.
(Sanseveria)
[09:01:13] Disaproval. It was a bit stronger then it was the previous months, at least on the people he had talked to then. More of a response that was expected from the red haired man.

"I intend not to let her 'come back' until I am dead in the first place. A pissed off Conquest should be able to raze the world and then some." The red haired man simply stated. "That being said, I will not let myself die easily either."

"And very true, mercy isn't inspiring. But Conquest has far more use alive then dead. And my qualm wasn't that she killed him, it was that she killed him without giving me anything in return. It was the fifth offense I can recall.

Though if you think we are weakened.. I suppose we will find out soon. Wars are likely to happen, or at least battles." With that being said the red haired man would begin to walk away.
(Thom M. Takashi)
[09:02:04] Maxwell Chengri: <*Walks into the city and promptly places himself aside a statue*> Today is a good day.
[09:02:04] Sanseveria: Khiii... It'll probably be less of an issue than I think. I'm here regardless.
[09:02:56] Thom M. Takashi: I am glad to hear you will remain with us Sanservia. -nods and heads inside-