09-27-2018, 10:29 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 single. he is known for being a charming strategist with dark secrets. be cautious around him. —— ⚓
❝ YOUR HEART IS A BOTTOMLESS ABYSS — DEEPER THAN YOU'D LIKE TO ADMIT ❞
Pincher was tempted to just go and completely destroy a group specifically the Ascendants but with all the irksome trouble that the Pitt was making, he wa tempted to destroy the smaller group as they were just a thorn on his side. The jaguar however was going through some unfamiliar motions, ones that made his entire body feel like it was on the verge of collapsing and becoming dust and decay for the world to take. He supposed maybe it was the rare moments where his demigod side grew stonger and tortured him for being on land instead of being among the seafoam waves of the ocean. But Pincher didn't want to go back, he despised the feeling, he despised how he felt so alone in the darkness of a watery grave. The sirens were clearly impatient with him but Pincher needed more time, he needed to make sure he prepared everything before having to say goodbye. He knew it was coming. But he forced himself to remain even when the deadline had long since passed.
Pincher was curled up in bed, a glazed look lacing his glacier blue eyes as he felt himself sink deeper and deeper into the hushed whispers of the unknown language play inside his head. What the fuck were they saying? He was cut short from concentrating as he heard the caw of Feliks, causing the wildcat to stiffen and force himself to step out of bed with his body shifting uneasily. "Fuck..." Pincher mumbled softly under his breath before stepping towards the door before opening, frigid gaze locking onto the other male with a deadpanned expression as he heard Feliks speak. "That's not how it work, sweetheart. Anyways, the fuck do you want?' Pincher inquired with his fictional eyebrows furrowing as he wondered what Feliks wanted to speak to him about.
Pincher was curled up in bed, a glazed look lacing his glacier blue eyes as he felt himself sink deeper and deeper into the hushed whispers of the unknown language play inside his head. What the fuck were they saying? He was cut short from concentrating as he heard the caw of Feliks, causing the wildcat to stiffen and force himself to step out of bed with his body shifting uneasily. "Fuck..." Pincher mumbled softly under his breath before stepping towards the door before opening, frigid gaze locking onto the other male with a deadpanned expression as he heard Feliks speak. "That's not how it work, sweetheart. Anyways, the fuck do you want?' Pincher inquired with his fictional eyebrows furrowing as he wondered what Feliks wanted to speak to him about.
❝ THE TYPHOON — CAPTAIN — IMMORTAL — DEMIGOD — FATHER — THE HERMIT ❞
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