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

[CAESAR CIPHER.]

IT'S ALL IN YOUR HEAD !

CAESAR CIPHER. MALE. THE TYPHOON. OFFICER.

Caesar's gaze slowly slid to Rochelle as she approached and spoke. "I kidnapped her." The demon stated with a flick of his ear. He felt his claws slide against Pele's skin, and he heard her, of course, but his focus was on Rochelle right now. Unfortunately for him, he did have a major issue with only being able to focus on one thing at a time. "Oh, I can fight somebody my own size. I choose a kit. A child will make The Ascendants more alert, don't 'cha think?" He had a sly grin on his maw as he spoke this, clearly proud of what he had done - and what he was doing. Just as he was about to reply to Rochelle's last question, the wind was knocked out of him as Pele headbutted his chest.

Caesar had no idea Solveig was joining in at the moment, but ooh, did the child's attack irritate him. Unfortunately, the ability for him to control fire was still gone, but he still had his claws and teeth. Her horns pierced him a bit, but it didn't seem to bother him, even they did cut him. "You little shit." He hissed, as he aimed to swipe his paw at PELE again, this time trying to knock her down again.

#psychosocial.