DYNAMITE BITE — RESCUE RAID

[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 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 ❞

He was fucking pissed. Annoyed. Irritated. Enraged. All these emotions that he tried so hard to compress when situations didn't go his way had broken apart when the captures of his crewmates became real. It was frankly frustrating that he had not trained them well enough nor had been there to defend them. Just the idea that the Pitt had captured them had caused a darkness to blossom within his empty chest as the demigod held nothing more than bloodlust for the fuckers that took his child and other. The jaguar was tempted to just try and takeover and crush every single pathetic life there was in the deserted land but all he wanted was to get his captured crewmates back home to recover. It had been too long of a waiting and he wanted to just get it over with. The male had shifted into his larger figure, the one that suited the seas and skies more, his sleek dragon figure breaking through his jaguar one. He didn't like how it felt but Pincher didn't have time to be picky about how it felt as the winged creature stalked silently through the cloudy night, the moonlight hardly visible through the thick rolling clouds, conjured up by Pincher to help with stealth.

He already felt worn out but the dark male halted to stand with the other pirates and rumbled flatly " [member=232]LUCIFER GRIMM.[/member] and [member=1654]FELIKS[/member] and the destructive team. Head out and cause as much commotion as you can as far as possible. Rescue team follow me. Things might get dirty either way so be prepared. Let's go." With that, the male rolled his tattooed shoulders and trudged deeper into the territory with his nostrils flaring, following the scent that was faintly edged with sea salt, a common connection to the Typhoon members. Good. His impatience was growing as the constant fear of what they had done with his child burned deeper inside his mind, paranoia edging his thoughts. Had they hurt her? Had they killed Junji or the others who had been captured? He gritted his teeth at the idea and caught sight of one npc Pitt member patrolling. Just as the member was about to exclaim in shock, Pincher's jaws clamped around the feline's skull and without hesitation, crushed it. Crimson blood now dripped down his jagged teeth as the dragon spat out the bastard, intense electric blue gaze narrowed as he infiltrated the camp alongside the others.

❝ THE TYPHOON — CAPTAIN — IMMORTAL — DEMIGOD — FATHER — THE HERMIT ❞

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