06-27-2018, 01:33 AM
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Pincher was more than aware of how expansive his family tree was and despite this, hardly held any knowledge for it. His father was distant with the idea of mentioning any possible half-siblings he may have after the male had fallen away from his mother out of spite and anger, returning to the slyish ways of sleeping with strangers and having the possibility of becoming a father due to this. He knew his father desired a monstrous army of children by his side yet had never even stuck around for them except for Pincher but that was only due to Pincher being part of the nomad gang that his father had once traveled in before settling back onto the cursed island. The island that held so many painful memories that yet were like faded photos found in an old cardboard box, tainted with spots of blood and dry tears. He did his best to not question why his father sought to spread the Roux family so much but after a while, he began to notice how the secret blossomed from it's hidden spot on his father's heart. He was power hungry. Ambitious. He desired to conquer everything including hearts if only temporarily.
Pincher had decided it was best to just stick to himself and not go find his siblings even though there had been ones he was able to recall and held warm memories with. He knew some desired not to see the same eyes that his father once had, the exact replica of the piercing icy shade of blue that caused shivers down the spines of other. The unnerving lack of pupil dilation was also something that irked many yet Pincher knew that if it was a popular mutation that tended to be found in the biology of the Rouxes. He wondered how and why the mutations had become such a likely event for even his own children carried them within them, Coldblue and Goldenluxury both holding the glow, the eyelid, and the snake like eyes. Yet despite Pincher being somewhat interested in science, he had never held the itch to sink into work to figure out the codes in DNA that lead to this. Better for someone with that sort of field of interest to do so if they were able to find anything that lead to the reason and why or how the Rouxes stuck out from the crowds if one noticed the peculiar mutations.
He was eyeing himself in a nearby jungle stream that weaved through the sand and into the salt sea, the freshwater mingling with the sodium of the expansive waters that stretched for miles. He had dried blood splattered upon his jaws, the vibrant crimson splashes not his but a simple hunt that had been rather too messy for his liking. The broad shouldered obsidian colored doberman was sitting back on his launches, front caramel brown paws dripping with the crystalline liquid to wipe off the blood while he hummed an old tune that his father had once sang along with the crew. He rather missed the old fuck but found comfort in being free from someone as manipulative as his father. He appeared distracted, sinking into his thoughts as the Captain was oblivious to the fact that there was an old face in his memories rising to greet him once again.
Pincher had decided it was best to just stick to himself and not go find his siblings even though there had been ones he was able to recall and held warm memories with. He knew some desired not to see the same eyes that his father once had, the exact replica of the piercing icy shade of blue that caused shivers down the spines of other. The unnerving lack of pupil dilation was also something that irked many yet Pincher knew that if it was a popular mutation that tended to be found in the biology of the Rouxes. He wondered how and why the mutations had become such a likely event for even his own children carried them within them, Coldblue and Goldenluxury both holding the glow, the eyelid, and the snake like eyes. Yet despite Pincher being somewhat interested in science, he had never held the itch to sink into work to figure out the codes in DNA that lead to this. Better for someone with that sort of field of interest to do so if they were able to find anything that lead to the reason and why or how the Rouxes stuck out from the crowds if one noticed the peculiar mutations.
He was eyeing himself in a nearby jungle stream that weaved through the sand and into the salt sea, the freshwater mingling with the sodium of the expansive waters that stretched for miles. He had dried blood splattered upon his jaws, the vibrant crimson splashes not his but a simple hunt that had been rather too messy for his liking. The broad shouldered obsidian colored doberman was sitting back on his launches, front caramel brown paws dripping with the crystalline liquid to wipe off the blood while he hummed an old tune that his father had once sang along with the crew. He rather missed the old fuck but found comfort in being free from someone as manipulative as his father. He appeared distracted, sinking into his thoughts as the Captain was oblivious to the fact that there was an old face in his memories rising to greet him once again.
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