FERRARI LOVER — MEETING 11.02

[CAESAR CIPHER.]

YOU'RE ATTEMPTING TO BORE ME !

CAESAR CIPHER. MALE. THE TYPHOON. HEAD OFFICER.

Everyone that spoke only made Caesar more angrier, the savannah digging his claws into the sand as his gaze snapped to Feliks, Goldenluxury, and Lucifer's words as they spoke. The fur on his neck bristled as he listened to their words, letting out a growl, though didn't say anything to them. Not yet, anyway. Red filled his vision, and he could feel his ears get hot from anger, and was faintly aware of the ringing in his ears.

"You all are acting as if I'm the fucking devil." Caesar hissed in response to the three that talked to him before, his gaze specifically on Lucifer. "It would do your fuckers some good to learn some damn respect." He spat out that last word. "Nobody gets around in this life by being pushovers. What I do to make you all stronger. More connected, ready to fight for one another. If you don't think what I'm doing now isn't playing nice," He chuckled, shaking his head in mock amusement. "Then you're clearly all idiots. You would have never survived in my old home." Things were rough there, especially those who lived in the Seventh Tier. "Hell - Pincher himself is an ass! And yet I'm the only one who gets shit for it." He snorted. "Sorry I have the balls to say shit that everyone else is afraid to."

The Officer was clearly missing the point his Crewmates were saying to him, believing that he was above the words they spoke. What they said were all lies to him, meant to break him down. I'm not going to let that happen. Caesar thought to himself, huffing angrily at the crowd. Just as he was about to walk off, however, Bakugou started to speak. Caesar whipped his head around to look at Bakugou, baring his teeth as he stepped towards the younger male. Faint smoke came from the savannah's fur, almost as if he was steaming, but he made no other movement. But oh, how he wanted to leap for Bakugou's throat right then and there. But that will leave you getting exiled. The demon reminded himself. You need your position.

"Fight me." Caesar growled in a dark tone to Bakugou, still baring his teeth at him. "Prove to me you are worthy of your position. If I win, I become Quartermaster instead. If I lose, everything stays as Pincher announced." He wasn't going to lose. There was no way in hell he was going to lose.

#psychosocial.