EXPECTATIONS || open, joining || GO TO HELL

SO NOTORIOUS !

CAESAR CIPHER. MALE. GROUP. RANK.

It wasn't nervousness per say that made Caesar talk so formally; it was more so him wanting to gain respect immediately. Luckily for Lil, though, the demon didn't quite notice the look of surprise on her face. As she mentioned that he was accepted, Caesar's face lit up. He dipped his head with a smile. "Thanks." He chirped. "I'll keep that noted." High positions, huh? That was interesting. That meant they had some sort of hierarchy here. Good, that meant he could possibly control these pathetic creatures.

Just as he spoke, another member of the Typhoon approached and sat at Lilyspoise's side. The canine introduced herself as Beatrice. "A pleasure to meet you, as well." Caesar said with another slight dip of his head.

#psychosocial.