there’s a bad man in everyone // o - visitor

REIGN HAVOC FROM ABOVE !

CAESAR CIPHER. MALE. THE TYPHOON. PRIVATEER.

The fact that Valo-kas was just letting themselves was get beat up was annoying as hell, and it was honestly wearing Caesar out. Ruining the mood. The demon pulled back as Valo-kas spoke, his tail lashing back-and-forth irritably. Valo-kas's words were convincing, and Caesar eyed the strange creature when he spoke about possibly giving up some Tanglewood secrets. That could be useful. Hella useful.

They... couldn't exactly deny this 'Basra', could they. Caesar breathed in, as if he was trying to calm his nerves (which he was), before he exhaled the breath with a sigh. "Fine." The demon grumbled, not entirely happy about not being able to actually chase Valo-kas off. "But I'll personally be keeping an eye on you, so don't try any funny shit. Copy that?" He growled, narrowing his eyes. "Can't exactly deny you, so that's the option we're going with." Unless Pincher had any disagreements, to which Caesar would gladly try to fight Valo-kas off. "Name's Privateer Caesar Cipher. I'm a high position here, and I expect you to respect that." As if the guy didn't know how ranks worked. Caesar just had a tendency to flaunt his position wherever he went, so this wasn't exactly unusual for him.

#psychosocial.