LAWS OF ALCHEMY // O, LOST/JOINER

REIGN HAVOC FROM ABOVE !

CAESAR CIPHER. MALE. THE TYPHOON. PRIVATEER.

"Ah, temper, temper." Caesar mused as he came over, having been alerted by Edward's yelling and had been drawn to the scene because of it. Caesar knew he was the one to speak about having a temper, but at least he wasn't just yelling at people for no reason. Or... maybe he did. He didn't know. He certainly felt like there was a reason whenever he did end up snapping at somebody. "Maybe you should check that." Was he trying to make a joke about Edward's height? Maybe. It was kind of hilarious to see so much anger in such a little body.

"But anyway." Caesar went on quickly. "The Typhoon is basically a place for all of us misfits to call home." Er, well, Caesar didn't exactly call this place 'home', but it was something. "You do know we're one of the groups around these parts, right?" Surely Edward at least heard of those rumors? That's how Caesar had been alerted to The Typhoon in the first place.

#psychosocial.