“Not a slaver, just master of all I survey...when I squint and tilt my head just so...” Victor contorted his face as he touched his left ear to his left shoulder.  He held the pose briefly before returning to a normal posture, acting as if nothing had happened.<br/><br/>The soldiers explanation made Victor nod his head. “I see, rope has a way of solving differences of opinion.  Of course, if you don’t not agree with one another, then not using no rope would not be the best of choices.”  Victor stifled a chuckle at his wit.<br/><br/>“Well, I think the roof is calling me...” The fire popped and Victor turned to it, speaking harshly, “No you can’t come.”