Post by The Puppeteers on Jul 1, 2016 23:12:20 GMT -5
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* There’s a white ferret sitting on the man’s shoulder,
and the animal’s bright blue eyes glint at you with certain spite as she begins to talk:
and the animal’s bright blue eyes glint at you with certain spite as she begins to talk:
“Close that mouth of yours! Gee, you look ridiculous ― Master Silva bids you a ‘good day’.
Wants me to tell you you’re in quite some trouble... Ya do know just what you did wrong, kid, eh?“
Wants me to tell you you’re in quite some trouble... Ya do know just what you did wrong, kid, eh?“
Name: Vincent R. Silva
Date of Birth (& Age): 1968 [48]
Height: 5’3’’ [1,63m]
Gender: Male
Race: American [Caucasian]
Master/Toy: Official Puppet Master [North American Chapter]
Join Date (& Reason): 1986; brought into the business through good family relations.
Beast: Nu [She/her]; a telepathically inclined spirit choosing to manifest in the form of a ferret. Capable of speech, used as a method of communication.
Description: Silva is a short, older man, and they rumour he is as void of any kind of emotion as he is of speech. Mute. He lets his beast, Nu, speak for him. People tend to underestimate him, what possible harm could come from someone so short and so dainty? ― Which is, until they find themselves on the ground, a boot grinding into their throat, and that pesky ferret chirping at them. Asking whether they know just what is wrong about the way they speak. Asking whether they understand that there need to be consequences.
Deadly calm and non-expressive. Cold as ice.
Not exactly malicious in nature, but he believes that threats are futile if you don't carry them out, and that subordinates are useless and prone to foolishness if they do not respect you. And where, exactly, is the difference between respect and fear?