THE LAMENT OF EUSTACE SCRUBB / murder

[CAESAR CIPHER.]

ALL ALONE HE TURNS TO STONE !

CAESAR CIPHER. MALE. THE TYPHOON. OFFICER.

When Pincher had died, Caesar simply did not care. The demon took it upon himself to start ordering people around, as if that somehow magically made him Captain of the place. Unfortunately, that wasn't the case and Pincher ended up coming back, but that was besides the point. Caesar didn't care that the guy had died, mostly because that was normal. Mortals died, it was as simple as that. Rarely do they come back, but it wasn't unheard of. Caesar was mostly just disappointed that Pincher came back because it meant that he still retained his position as Captain, leaving Caesar an Officer. It sucked, but he supposed that was something he had to deal with.
Besides, death was something Caesar was used to. After all, he had been the one to kill his own parents and attempted to murder his own sister.

I still would. Vigenere, too. Caesar held no love for his family. At least, not on the outside. On the outside, they had betrayed them when he needed them most. They abandoned him when he needed them most, but his plan still succeeded without them. But on the inside, he knew how much he still loved and cared for his siblings. But he had to push those feelings aside, if he wanted to keep his reputation here. Everyone believed he was happy with what he did - and he had to keep that facade. It made him look tough. It made him look powerful, made people fear him, and that's exactly what he wanted.

Caesar couldn't relate to wanting to protect his home, though. Neither The Typhoon or his old Dimension. Caesar simply did not care for either, and he took it to the extreme when he destroyed his Home Dimension. But the only reason why he remotely 'cared' for The Typhoon was because of his position here. The only reason why he fought intruders was for the rush of the fight, to feel his claws scoring across flesh and the feeling of blood on him. They distracted him from the remorse he felt, even if they just added onto that mess. It was a distraction that was all, and Caesar was glad to have it. He would relish in it and make sure he would never feel remorse again, if only for his own sanity.

The tang of blood hit the demon's nose as he made his way to the beach and he was the figure of Goldenluxury dragging another body across the beach. Tilting his head, Caesar would change his course and walk in the direction of the Dealer, the neutral look on his face quickly changing to one of shock. "Goldie?" It was the first time Caesar actually used her nickname, though it was mostly due to the surprise he felt seeing her in such a state - with blood covering her body. He was almost... proud? He was also intrigued by the fact that the Captain's daughter had killed someone - no, rather that she killed somebody in general. Caesar had been wondering if murder was an okay thing here and he was kind of curious to see what would happen. Of course, he couldn't go around killing his Crewmates, but he could go around searching for somebody to kill instead. "What the hell happened?" He asked her next, blinking at the body now. He had to say, he was impressed, mostly because of the fact that Goldie had done this.

#psychosocial.