LAWS OF ALCHEMY // O, LOST/JOINER

[PINCHER]

The Typhoon was a...weird place. A home of diverse creatures from various backgrounds and although they weren't just some "troublemakers", they did tend to clash heads due to the eccentricity of everyone. However, Pincher was used to this behavior. He had grown up with the traveling gang of his father that was filled with all sorts of criminals so seeing anger and a fiery passion was something that he did not have trouble in struggling to understand. He used to be considered a hotheaded creature in his younger months, his desire to spite everything that turned wrong from what he wanted. In a way, he was able to understand the frustration that tinted the screaming curse that caused his head to quickly turn towards the direction it came from as he watched birds escape the seething rage of whatever enraged animal had shouted.

He dropped his book onto the towel he had been resting on, his shark-like teeth gnawing softly on a bone white lit cigarette, his short tail wagging slightly as he followed after Vanessa. As the Captain managed to catch up to the Striker, the coal black canine halted beside his crewmate and expected to look up at whatever creature had scared off the island birds. But instead, his head tipped downwards and he was locking his crystalline blue gaze on a seething red cloaked puppy? Oh wait, it was a corgi. He suppressed the urge to smile, his closed mouth making a weird chortling noise as he glanced away but the infuriated expression that Edward had was amusing. As he tried not to let a single chuckle escape, Pincher tensed up when he felt his throat suddenly tighten due to him inhaling in his cigarette. He parted his jaws to make an alien-like choking noise. Karma was a bitch, wasn't she?

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