10-11-2018, 04:39 PM
CAPTAIN PINCHER ROUX | resides in the typhoon and is the demigod of rough seas. he is a muscular dark gray panthera hybrid 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. —— ⚓
❝ A MODERN GOD IN A TAILORED SUIT — WHO'S LIPS TASTE LIKE FORBIDDEN FRUIT ❞
Pincher despised the cold not because of the weather but the horrid memories that came with the idea of winter. Winter last year had perhaps been his worst time as he had been put through the gruelling training of his father and he remembered one thing that many trainees had to do to survive the gang's 'elite' behavior. He remembered sleeping in the bunkers of the ship he traveled with and suddenly being dragged out to be tossed overboard into freezing icy water in the much colder regions of the world. He remembered the shock and the horror of being tossed over like some piece of meat and the worst thing was that one had to keep swimming as the ship moved on as a rope would be tied around their neck and make it impossible for them to falter. He remembered seeing many trainees choke on not being able to keep up and Pincher remembered swimming furiously behind a dragging corpse of a crewmate, heart racing and blood roaring in his ears. It was the worst training he had recieved in his eyes and when he felt the icy touch of winter, he shivered at the haunting memories.
The broad-shouldered tattooed male was within the walls of the Capricorn tavern, his half-lidded ice blue gaze staring outside the windows as everyone else mingled. He was sitting quietly in his own private booth, sipping on a glass of scotch and gnawing at some sardines while he worked on some paperwork. Allowing a light yawn to escape his jaws, the panthera hybrid stalked out of the tavern and towards his submarine when he caught sight of Victor with a scar and...boots? A quizzical baffled expression formed into his facial features as the wildcat stalked closer and rumbled "The fuck did you get those, Vic?" He tipped his head ever so slightly to the side as the scarred pirate halted beside Bakugou, glancing towards the other equally puzzled males.
The broad-shouldered tattooed male was within the walls of the Capricorn tavern, his half-lidded ice blue gaze staring outside the windows as everyone else mingled. He was sitting quietly in his own private booth, sipping on a glass of scotch and gnawing at some sardines while he worked on some paperwork. Allowing a light yawn to escape his jaws, the panthera hybrid stalked out of the tavern and towards his submarine when he caught sight of Victor with a scar and...boots? A quizzical baffled expression formed into his facial features as the wildcat stalked closer and rumbled "The fuck did you get those, Vic?" He tipped his head ever so slightly to the side as the scarred pirate halted beside Bakugou, glancing towards the other equally puzzled males.
❝ THE TYPHOON — CAPTAIN — IMMORTAL — DEMIGOD — FATHER — THE HERMIT ❞
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