TUMULT FUN — private

SO NOTORIOUS !

CAESAR CIPHER. MALE. THE TYPHOON. CREW MATE.

Causing trouble was Caesar's specialty. To him, causing trouble was a way of getting noticed and being noticed was a good thing. It's how the Shaman spotted him in the first place and he ended up getting his family exiled. He did like the attention it caused, and he started to crave it. So Caesar was excited when he heard that they were going to fuck up Tanglewood, even if he didn't know a damn thing about the other group. The point was, they were fucking up some other group.

Caesar was slightly alarmed at the movement in the water and watched as Pincher killed a gator with an icicle. The demon narrowed his eyes slightly at that, recalling how his two siblings had once had elemental powers. Travelling to this Dimension had stripped them of that ability, but seeing as he was slowly gaining his powers back... Surely they were too? Then again, that was even assuming they were here. Caesar had no idea if Atbash or Vigenere followed him to Earth and frankly, he didn't give a shit.

Pincher's voice snapped him out of his thoughts and Caesar blinked a couple of times to focus on the Captain. Just as he did, however, the doberman disappeared. Oh, are you fucking kidding me? The demon cursed to himself. Fuck his powers being stripped from him, this fucking sucked ass. He did take note of the Captain's orders, however, and tried to move as quietly out off the swamp as he could and into the trees.

#psychosocial.