SMOKE & MIRRORS — MEETING 08.27

[CAESAR CIPHER.]

ALL ALONE HE TURNS TO STONE !

CAESAR CIPHER. MALE. THE TYPHOON. OFFICER.

If Caesar could hear Pincher's thoughts about pain, the demon would snort. Of course he would, considering he didn't feel pain. For him, it was just numbness, something that could easily be ignored. Unfortunately that didn't mean his body wasn't injured because if, theoretically, if a chuck of his shoulder was ripped out, the body would still act normally, Caesar himself just wouldn't be able to feel the pain that would be associated with the wound. Pincher didn't appear to have any physical wounds which meant what the Captain was feeling was either mental or emotional, both of which could easily be manipulated.

It was meeting time, as Caesar finally learned of the schedule, so it didn't take long for the demon to arrive before Pincher started talking. His ears flicked as he sat down, letting out a small hum of interest as Pincher choose to make announcements later. Strange, but whatever; Pincher seemed awfully down in the dumps lately and he was probably waiting for Jacob to just... magically show up. Weird, speaking of which, where was that damned pacifist?

#psychosocial.