the only way out is a way through -- open, betta ceremony

[CAESAR CIPHER.]

REIGN HAVOC FROM ABOVE !

CAESAR CIPHER. MALE. THE TYPHOON. PRIVATEER.

Caesar was honestly glad he hadn't been born here, or at least joined old enough not to be considered a Betta. He hated the idea of the Betta Ceremony, but that was mostly because he didn't like the idea of having to go out to multiple areas in search of something. Mostly because he'd be too exhausted to do anything.

"You're up early, kid." Caesar commented as he watched Papercutter come back, head tilted in curosity at the little statue the Betta had in his jaws. Then again, he supposed the Ceremony did require you to be up early. But hell if he knew if that was just a thing Papercutter did, or if that was a requirement in of itself. He didn't really care to know.

#psychosocial.