Then you stab // open+hps needed // me in the back

[CAESAR CIPHER.]

REIGN HAVOC FROM ABOVE !

CAESAR CIPHER. MALE. THE TYPHOON. PRIVATEER.

"A Striker is only a semi-high position, Golden." Caesar said sternly as he made his way over to the scene. He had a feeling he knew what was going on here, and that, admittedly, made his heart race. Fuck. This was going to compromise his position. Compromise his reputation. Compromise his plans. Maybe you can find a way out of this. Yeah, surely. He just had to make sure his dear sister was too afraid to admit who had attacked her. And unfortunately he couldn't do that, seeing as his powers were still stripped away from him. He'll figure out something eventually.

"For the meantime, though, you'll have to speak to me." Caesar turned his gaze to Jacob, giving the Snowbound leader a smile. Not a menacing one, nor one that feigned innocence. He didn't want Jacob to know that he had a feeling on why he was here. Just your normal smile. "Officer Caesar." Yep, that's right. He'd been promoted in the time Snowbound had stayed here, or did Jacob know that? Oh well, it didn't hurt to rub his position in the guy's face. "I'm the next highest position 'round here." Sure, Argus was an Officer with him, but she wasn't around at this moment, was she?

#psychosocial.