M - a most beautiful ruby red

Silas Agata · 06-01-2010, 12:46 PM

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Sorry for the delay! +3

Silas nodded – he should have known. It wasn’t to say that the Russian had not been around pot before – he had definitely experienced the drug before and the coyotes on the opposite side of the mansion often kept their hallway reeking of the substance. However, Silas was still naïve and didn’t know all there was to know about marijuana or any other drug for that matter. Perhaps he was curious to find out more, but he didn’t mind just going along with life questioning. Either way, he realized what the scent was now and nodded when Razekiel plucked the joint from his own teeth and offered it to Silas. Though he considered it for a moment, Silas shook his head, dismissing himself from sharing. With the way the sun shone down upon this area of Inferni, Silas was sure that as soon as the chemicals worked their way into his body, he would be lulled into a comforting nap and his surveying mission would be shot. Plus, the boy remained in his lupus form and figured smoking would be a little more awkward by having Razekiel have to help him out. At least now he knew where to go whenever he wanted to gain a high.

"Zhanks for zhe offer," he told Razekiel, hoping the Vexillarius wouldn’t take offense. "Eet ees nice place here," Silas offered, looking around at the established campsite. Silas grinned a toothy smile as he turned his icy gaze back on Razekiel. "You leeve alone?" So far he had seen nor smelled any evidence that Razekiel had company, but that wasn’t to say that Silas wasn’t overlooking something. He wouldn’t be surprised if perhaps another hippie was stashed away inside the tent, smoking more of the sweet smelling cannabis. Perhaps a mate, though Silas had never spoken to him about that subject and the man was still too much of an acquaintance for Silas to make any guesses.

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