[Extremely useful, because it means Kakavasha can go in and check all the rooms he's not allowed in for his pelt. Of course, it's not in any of those so he makes his way up to the office.]
He combs through the place, picking out whatever might be useful, whether to use, eat, or sell (he does need to do something to repay the guy who pointed him here), but after that, he makes a second pass to make sure all of this will be going up in flames.
He does stash the items to sell in a place where a certain someone will find them, with a note to specifically take them somewhere that won't ask questions.
Once they've gotten to the shore, Veritas relaxes a bit. He looks over to Vasha with a smile.]
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Softly, scared:]
Veritas?
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Not leaving without you. Promised the pod I'd bring you back.
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He'll head on inside so he can keep the captor's attention completely on him, playing the part of the teasing, alluring siren to the hilt.
It's not his favorite thing, but it's at least useful.]
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I need to look in here for it.
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Finally, he finds it. In a drawer in the desk, unlocked and uncared for. He grabs it and a letter opener and goes to find Veritas.
This bastard needs stabbing.]
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Messy.
Veritas is singing now, leaving the bastard in a daze, when he notices Kakavasha. He nods--now's the best time to strike.]
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Die, you monster.
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Once the bastard's dead, Veritas is more than happy to tear him apart.]
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Do you want to set this place on fire?
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[No sense in wasting anything, after all.]
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He combs through the place, picking out whatever might be useful, whether to use, eat, or sell (he does need to do something to repay the guy who pointed him here), but after that, he makes a second pass to make sure all of this will be going up in flames.
The matches, at least, he'll hand to Kakavasha.]
You should be the one to do this, I think.
[It was his prison for four years, after all.]
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[He hands Veritas his pelt just for a moment as he lights and throws the matches on various flammable spots. He's quick to take it back, though.]
Let's go. I miss the ocean.
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He does stash the items to sell in a place where a certain someone will find them, with a note to specifically take them somewhere that won't ask questions.
Once they've gotten to the shore, Veritas relaxes a bit. He looks over to Vasha with a smile.]
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The ocean...
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