EAT YOU ALIVE / breakdown

[CAESAR CIPHER.]

FORGETTING LIES AND PAIN !

CAESAR CIPHER. MALE. THE TYPHOON. OFFICER.

At least Goldenluxury seemed to be calming down now. Caesar felt a small amount of relief go through him upon noticing this, though she was far from actually being okay. The only thing that was happening was she was calming down from her attack and shock, they still had to deal with another potential breakdown once the shock wore off. "The medics do what they do for a reason," The demon responded with a sigh. As much as he wanted to claw Goldie's ears off for not wanting to accept help, he had to act patient with her. People were seeing a much nicer side of him and he hated it, but it was whatever. He couldn't be mean all the time. Besides, just because he was nice to somebody didn't mean he liked them. He tolerated them, at best. "That's their job, Goldie." The nickname meant a lot to her, he knew, and that's why he called her that rather than his normal nickname of 'Golden' (or 'Bitch'). "Just as it is my job to protect The Typhoon and it is your job to make sure everyone is happy." That what Dealers did, right? Make events and shit?

"I can't answer why he did that." Caesar went on, deciding not to ignore her first question. If it helped her relax and shut up, the more willing he'd be to answer things - if he knew the answer. Unfortunately, he didn't in this case. "People are just cruel, just like how I'm an ass to everybody just because I want to be." Was he trying to make a joke out of this situation? You betcha.

#psychosocial.