07-23-2018, 09:56 PM
CAPTAIN PINCHER ROUX | resides in the typhoon and is the demigod of rough seas. he is a muscular dark gray jaguar with frigid glacier blue eyes, marked with scars and glowing tattoos. he is the head of the roux family and is currently engaged. he is known for being a charming strategist with dark secrets. be cautious around him. —— ⚓
❝ YOU SHOULD SEE ME IN A CROWN — YOUR SILENCE IS MY FAVORITE SOUND ❞
"I wouldn't cheat..."
The usual strong voice of Pincher was faint but not weak. It was cold and low, steady but with an edge. The male had stepped up behind after hearing the news about Aphra having his kids. It would have been a joyous moment if he loved her but frankly, all he felt was the anxious ridden worry of losing them. With the raw flashes of seeing his first children murdered and him unable to do anything, Pincher's throat tightened and made it difficult to breathe. His eyes were glazed at the thought, the trauma that was a pestering ghost that demanded that he ran from all the pain. All the reminders of how shit of a person he was. His father was right. He was just like him...maybe even worse. A cold shiver had decided to roll down his spine at the thought, his dark lined fur bristling ever so slightly before calming down against his sleek form. He heard everyone appear shocked about him being the father due to the engagement that Jacob and him had but this had been before everything. He hadn't even remembered being with Aphra, his memory somehow broken and shattered. Had something happened? The tightening around his throat grew stronger as he heard Coldblue's bewilderment as well as Jacob's. He knew them both well enough to notice what was embedded within their words and the male refused to take a step further, remaining distant from the group with his gaze suddenly apathetic and neutral.
He wasn't going to show the pain. He didn't give a fuck how much shit they gave him, Pincher wasn't going to allow himself to becoming distracted with foolish insecure thoughts despite having them already. His icy glacier blue eyes refused to glance towards anyone except Aphra and his daughters. He had heard what their names are and was happy that they had decided to push through the risk of death and conquer the day. Pincher had learned his lesson about how to properly take care of a child so he would hopefully show the skills he had learned. For now, the broad-shouldered storm gray jaguar muttered "Aphra, you can leave the children in my submarine quarters. I'll take it from there." It was an order, one that clearly showed room for questioning. He simply glared at the ground before turning around and stalking away with dark clouds beginning to suddenly form above in the sky, mainly over Pincher. He sucked in a small shaky breath as he stepped into the submarine to prepare the new home for his daughters.
The usual strong voice of Pincher was faint but not weak. It was cold and low, steady but with an edge. The male had stepped up behind after hearing the news about Aphra having his kids. It would have been a joyous moment if he loved her but frankly, all he felt was the anxious ridden worry of losing them. With the raw flashes of seeing his first children murdered and him unable to do anything, Pincher's throat tightened and made it difficult to breathe. His eyes were glazed at the thought, the trauma that was a pestering ghost that demanded that he ran from all the pain. All the reminders of how shit of a person he was. His father was right. He was just like him...maybe even worse. A cold shiver had decided to roll down his spine at the thought, his dark lined fur bristling ever so slightly before calming down against his sleek form. He heard everyone appear shocked about him being the father due to the engagement that Jacob and him had but this had been before everything. He hadn't even remembered being with Aphra, his memory somehow broken and shattered. Had something happened? The tightening around his throat grew stronger as he heard Coldblue's bewilderment as well as Jacob's. He knew them both well enough to notice what was embedded within their words and the male refused to take a step further, remaining distant from the group with his gaze suddenly apathetic and neutral.
He wasn't going to show the pain. He didn't give a fuck how much shit they gave him, Pincher wasn't going to allow himself to becoming distracted with foolish insecure thoughts despite having them already. His icy glacier blue eyes refused to glance towards anyone except Aphra and his daughters. He had heard what their names are and was happy that they had decided to push through the risk of death and conquer the day. Pincher had learned his lesson about how to properly take care of a child so he would hopefully show the skills he had learned. For now, the broad-shouldered storm gray jaguar muttered "Aphra, you can leave the children in my submarine quarters. I'll take it from there." It was an order, one that clearly showed room for questioning. He simply glared at the ground before turning around and stalking away with dark clouds beginning to suddenly form above in the sky, mainly over Pincher. He sucked in a small shaky breath as he stepped into the submarine to prepare the new home for his daughters.
❝ THE TYPHOON — CAPTAIN — IMMORTAL — JAGUAR — FATHER — FIANCE ❞
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