THE JURY'S CORRUPT // open, capture + torture

[CAESAR CIPHER.]

IT'S ALL IN YOUR HEAD !

CAESAR CIPHER. MALE. THE TYPHOON. OFFICER.

Oh ho, this was going to be absolutely marvelous. Caesar tried to grin as much as he could while dragging Pele back to camp, his tail held high in the air. As he reached the main area of camp, Caesar let go of PELE and aimed to throw her to the ground. Regardless if he was actually able to push her down, that grin he was trying to form as he entered camp was now plastered all over his face. "Hey, Crew!" The demon called, briefly looking around to see if he caught some of his crewmates' attention. "Look what I've got. A little Ascendants kit." His tone now was a growl as he turned back to look at Pele, awaiting to see if she gave him a reaction.

[member=975]Pele N. F. I.[/member] [member=1345]SOLVEIG[/member]

#psychosocial.