NATURAL / o, return

[COSMIIX]

[bubblegum]

[CAESAR CIPHER.]

FORGETTING LIES AND PAIN !

CAESAR CIPHER. MALE. THE TYPHOON. OFFICER.

Caesar had definitely had his run-ins with Kalayavan, though to say they were positive was an overstatement. Usually his interactions with the reptile was his hissing and snapping whenever he got close to Roxanne's door. Caesar had taken notice of the female's disappearance of course, though he choose not to care too much. After all, she wasn't of use to him, despite giving him the knife he carried around. That's all she was good for, was giving him that one gift. Roxanne wasn't anybody special to him. Nobody was.

"Who let the reptile out of his cage?" Caesar's tone was full of disgust with a hint of irritation as he came to stand next to Goldenluxury, his tail puffed out at the sight of Kalayavan. He didn't really comment on the fact that Roxanne's pet was going after his Crewmates, mostly because he had no concern over them. Also due to the fact he knew Kala wouldn't listen to him - he wouldn't really listen to anybody but Roxanne, would he?

#psychosocial.

[charrie graveyard]

★ YOU'RE SAYIN' THOSE WORDS LIKE YOU HATE ME NOW. OUR HOUSE IS BURNING WHEN YOU'RE RAISIN' HELL. HERE IN THE ASHES YOUR SOUL CRIES OUT, BUT DON'T BE AFRAID OF THESE THUNDERCLOUDS —

From word of mouth alone, Aussie knew how dangerous crocs were. No matter the circumstances, you did not want to fuck with a croc. The thought of that giant mouth full of teeth chomping down a poor guy's leg alone sent shivers down the young tom's spine. Thank god they didn't seem to have many of those around here- or so he thought.

Surprisingly not hungover today, Australianpaw had been walking by when he heard a low hiss, instantly making him jolt. It was only when he heard the voices of two others that he turned his head, eyes narrowed as he tried to make out what was going on. That was when he saw Kal, fur fluffing up at the mere size of the giant reptile. "Holy shit... that fuckers' HUGE! What tha hell!? Are they supposed to be that big?" The tom asked in shock, keeping his distance. There was no way this was normal...

[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px #7EB6FF; font-size: 24px;"]— AUSSIE ★

#psychosocial.

[Grey]

Ferals. The Typhoon has had a fair share of feral beasts wandering about the island. It surely irritates him to know the place was racked with dangerous creatures, all unable to distinguish friend from foe. He doesn't see why the island just don't kick them out, leave them on an island so they can be pitted against one another - fight themselves to the death. It surely frustrates the lightfurred male. Maybe they should use the ferals as a means of entertainment. He can surely find amusement in that. But these thoughts retreat quickly when his paws recognise tremors, tremors which run up his bones and sit at the base of his stiffened spine in a cowardly fear as though the ground were running away from him. His eyes are stone cold, silently assessing the situation when he hears a shrill of a scream, a crewmate running away from a scene and followed menacingly by a hideous roar that booms against his sensitive and tired ears. But, at the sight of that beast, his ears don't feel so 'tired' or 'sensitive' anymore. No, he was happy to have his ears warn him that there was a motherfucking giant crocodile right about to eat the trembling shape of a Typhooner. More than happy.

His eyes soon turn to Goldenluxury who daringly approaches the beast, reminding him of the time he had slept during a screening of King Kong. His ribs expand in discomfort, nostrils flaring for more air to enter his lungs whilst his core temperature begins to circulate and turn to fire. He can't help himself when he feels threatened. He wants to be a hero after all, it should be in his nature. But, as Bakugou boldly comes closer, he sees Caesar and listens to his vexed snap. Reptile out of his cage? It makes sense as to why Goldenluxury is trying to speak to the feral beast. There must be some kind of connection between The Typhoon and that crocodilian, but Bakugou surely relates to the wild surprise of Australianpaw (who he had yet to learn the name of). The reaver is, however, far too proud to let such shock overwhelm him, doing his best to maintain a look of nonchalance despite the heaviness which weighed at his lungs. The current situation, as the male gathers, should not be focused on the crocodilian but on the poor crewmate who looks as though he is about to be eaten. Respecting Goldenluxury's ability to soothe or calm others, expecting the younger feline to know what she was doing, Bakugou approaches and creates a wall of fire atop the NPC, shielding the creature with heat should the feral male attempt to take a snap at them.

"I, uh, have a deer somewhere," Bakugou suggests, but then furrows his brows when his eyes scan the beast yet again. Massive. Absolutely massive. He manages a weak addition to his words, "But that's all I have."