He could admit that anyone was welcome into the Typhoon. Malicious cold-hearted criminals or teary-eyed outsiders that have no place to call home. Pincher wanted to sympathize with them but with a ominous war looming over his head, he didn't take his chances not even with the ones that appeared weak. He had seen what happened when he allowed his solid walls down. Even after months had passed, the cold yet burning feeling of being back-stabbed stung his body. No matter how much time slipped away or trickled away like the sand beneath his feet, Pincher would always remain in a state of low paranoia. It was good to be uneasy about anything but for now, he forced himself to push any suspicion out of his thoughts to focus on the injured newcomer. His tense shoulders slowly went to their regular relaxed position as he listened to the comment that Lucifer had said about the intent eventually becoming an advantage to them. Guess so if the poor girl offered anything to the Typhoon. This was a place of potential, one that did not only settle down when things grew comfortable, there was a striving hunger for more that nearly everyone had. Ambitions.
"Alright, fine. Seems pipsqueak is gonna see our home so hopefully you fuckers cleaned up after yourselves. Ya only get to make a first impression once." Well, unless you wiped someone's memory. His pointed ears twitched as he glanced towards Lily, tipping his weight to the side where she wasn't so she could pass through. It seemed she was one for medical expertise, something that Pincher certainly lacked and perhaps needed to focus on more. His piercing blue eyes were locked on her temporarily as she stated that they were going to have to bring her to Barracuda Bay, the crown jewel of the volcanic island. A small huff escaped his toothy jaws but the obsidian doberman decided to agree with his crewmates about what to do with the molly would possibly become a member of their cutthroat crew. He allowed a faint trace of a smirk to touch his lips as he stalked forward after hearing her pronounce her name. "Well Tess, hope ya don't mind me carrying ya to our 'town'. Unless you want to get eaten by the jungle dwellers." He stated casually as he went to halt beside the laying figure of Tesserae, lowering himself to a laying position beside her with his short ink black pelt picking up some sand though everyone in Typhoon got used to the feeling. Hopefully Tesserae would too.
"Alright, fine. Seems pipsqueak is gonna see our home so hopefully you fuckers cleaned up after yourselves. Ya only get to make a first impression once." Well, unless you wiped someone's memory. His pointed ears twitched as he glanced towards Lily, tipping his weight to the side where she wasn't so she could pass through. It seemed she was one for medical expertise, something that Pincher certainly lacked and perhaps needed to focus on more. His piercing blue eyes were locked on her temporarily as she stated that they were going to have to bring her to Barracuda Bay, the crown jewel of the volcanic island. A small huff escaped his toothy jaws but the obsidian doberman decided to agree with his crewmates about what to do with the molly would possibly become a member of their cutthroat crew. He allowed a faint trace of a smirk to touch his lips as he stalked forward after hearing her pronounce her name. "Well Tess, hope ya don't mind me carrying ya to our 'town'. Unless you want to get eaten by the jungle dwellers." He stated casually as he went to halt beside the laying figure of Tesserae, lowering himself to a laying position beside her with his short ink black pelt picking up some sand though everyone in Typhoon got used to the feeling. Hopefully Tesserae would too.
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