07-26-2018, 07:30 PM
CAPTAIN PINCHER ROUX | resides in the typhoon and is the demigod of rough seas. he is a muscular dark gray jaguar with frigid glacier blue eyes, marked with scars and glowing tattoos. he is the head of the roux family and is currently engaged. he is known for being a charming strategist with dark secrets. be cautious around him. —— ⚓
❝ YOU SHOULD SEE ME IN A CROWN — YOUR SILENCE IS MY FAVORITE SOUND ❞
Gambling had always been something Pincher was accustomed to especially when it was rigged with mischief and the edges laced with possible trouble if caught. He guessed that was what he enjoyed the most. The lingering excitement of being caught in the act and having to jump either to become physical fighting or talkative cooperation. So when he had spotted Papercutter begin to create an event that reminded him of the few fond memories he had, Pincher's stoic ice blue eyes seemed to widen briefly and a look of interest snapped onto his facial features as the male simply continued laying nearby with his jaws gnawing on a piece of coconut, the white sweet fruit filling his senses while he dwelled in his thoughts. The male supposed it was time for him to jump back to society and mingle so no one viewed him as some leader that hid in his quarters though there was paperwork waiting for him back home.
Eating the last bit of the coconut, the wildcat pushed aside the empty shell of the fruit and headed towards what appeared to be a game that Papercutter appeared to reveal the exciting part. Roulette. His slender tail twitched eagerly behind him as the towering lean figure of the cinder gray jaguar halted beside the balloons, leaning his head down to sniff at one before raising his head with a coy smirk beginning to lace his muzzle. "Eh, I think I have decent luck. I did come back from the dead afterall, sign me up to this." The tattooed male commented warmly as he stepped to halt beside the table, cool gaze flickering towards the "chips" and wondering who would else join in to see if they were truly as lucky as they said they were like Pincher.
Eating the last bit of the coconut, the wildcat pushed aside the empty shell of the fruit and headed towards what appeared to be a game that Papercutter appeared to reveal the exciting part. Roulette. His slender tail twitched eagerly behind him as the towering lean figure of the cinder gray jaguar halted beside the balloons, leaning his head down to sniff at one before raising his head with a coy smirk beginning to lace his muzzle. "Eh, I think I have decent luck. I did come back from the dead afterall, sign me up to this." The tattooed male commented warmly as he stepped to halt beside the table, cool gaze flickering towards the "chips" and wondering who would else join in to see if they were truly as lucky as they said they were like Pincher.
❝ THE TYPHOON — CAPTAIN — IMMORTAL — JAGUAR — FATHER — FIANCE ❞