IT'S IN THE ATMOSPHERE // sunhaven

[PINCHER]

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 married. 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 ❞

Despite Pincher being neutral towards the Pitt, he was rather disgusted by the idea of slaves. It would be rather contradicting for a group that believed in the freedom of self to connect allies that went against that. Sure they did prisoners here and there but not to do their bidding because well, Pincher knew the feeling all to well. His father had forced him into many things he had not wanted to, became his servant and frankly, the specific kind of frustration he had felt was something he didn't want no one to experience even his enemies. Sure, the Typhoon were wild rowdy pirates that sought trouble in places of "peace" but at least they had some standards and restrictions on what was ethical or not. He sure was a bad guy with blood splattering his paws but he held a greater empathy than one would really think he would have. The only problem was that Pincher wasn't afraid to have his paws soak into more blood if a decision demanded it.

The brawny figure of the jaguar was speaking to some npcs, giving orders of cleaning up some mess that some crewmate had made, a common thing in Pincher's eyes. However, he was never shaken up by it. He rather enjoyed the little acts of rebellion and challenges that were offered for him to work through even if they tended to break his head. His voice was low and patient as he spook with the two crewmates before the scent of Sunhaven danced through the air and caused his frigid glacier blue gaze to narrow, slowly flickering away from the current situation he was dealing with towards the direction of the only land entrance to the island. Why the fuck were they here? The scarred male rose to his snow white paws and excused himself, heading over to see what the hell was happening. He didn't worry too much about there being a fight since Sunhaven wasn't really his main target — more of an opportunity of mischief to be fully honest. The Ascendants were more irksome at the moment and his full murderous attention was on them.

The tattooed figure of Pincher finally made way, small bursts of cough fluttering out of his aching jaws but he forced himself to not appear as sick as he felt. He rose his head a little higher as he reached the others, catching sight of Caesar and narrowing his gaze, his low rumbling order snapping out quickly. "Oi, stand the fuck down." His icy tone sliced the air as he aimed to shove back Caesar the same way with his thin pupils locked onto the Officer for a quick glare before turning to focus his attention towards Sunhaven, calculative gaze holding a slight suspicious tint to it. "The fuck you want to speak to me about, eh?" Pincher inquired flatly, his left jet black ear twitching as he sniffed softly, waiting for a response from either Quantum or Jericho.

❝ THE TYPHOON — CAPTAIN — IMMORTAL  — JAGUAR — FATHER — HUSBAND ❞

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