WE DON'T TAKE NO PRISONERS // open, joining

Pincher was rather startled by the realization that his son had decided to follow him since he wasn't used to Coldblue being interested in whatever he was doing at the moment. His pointed sharp ears swiveled briefly when he heard the footsteps of the child reach him, the darkness of his shadow swallowing the bengal though Pincher briefly glanced at him with the same cold glacial blue gaze as he took a step closer just in case Aphra was here to cause trouble. He was protective of his crew but had a more extreme case of protection when it came to his children. His broad shoulders rolled lazily as he heard Coldblue agree with him and a low chuckle rumbled out of his black gummed jaws as he heard his son halt from calling the savannah a dick. Not that it mattered since Pincher was used to hearing curse words left and right, they were pirates afterall.

Deciding to return his attention towards Aphra, Pincher's fictional eyebrows furrowed for a second of perplexed confusion as she explained that she was the daughter of the lemon colored hybrid. A brief expression of mild shock flashed through his crystalline blue gaze as he had never thought that Caesar would have children with anyone. He knew that the Cipher was connected to multiple others but children? How many did Caesar have? Was this the only descendant from the demon? He was tempted to question if he did but he restrained himself as he decided to slowly relax to the idea that she was here to do no harm or at least said she would. "His daughter...huh. That's suprising. But yeah, Caesar is here. So Welcome to the Typhoon, Aphra. If you got any questions, feel free to find me." He would reply, offering a dip of his obsidian colored head with his bright crimson earring softly bobbing against the wind that blew around them.

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