Flowers for a ghost // open+visiting

REIGN HAVOC FROM ABOVE !

CAESAR CIPHER. MALE. THE TYPHOON. PRIVATEER.

"You don't listen 'just fine', actually." Caesar corrected in another matter-of-fact tone, switching his gaze from Jacob to Goldenluxury. He swayed a bit, still a bit disoriented from where Jacob punched him, but he did keep his balance. "Listening essentially means you follow orders. Are you that incompetent?" God, was Goldie purposely trying to set him off now. Caesar listened to Goldie ramble on, his left ear flicking and noted how upset she was over being asleep during Pincher's death. Hmm. Maybe he could use that to get to her at some point. But not right now.

#psychosocial.