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CAUSTIC
Caustic felt he could use the locals here to expedite his survival. His ears perked and head tilted upwards as the Panthera onca approached. The wolf found himself moving his paws to square himself, tail holding steady. The wolf aimed to make himself look larger. Confusion passed over Caustic's brain as he felt himself make this motion, for it was not his own, it was instinctual yet unfamiliar to his human consciousness.
Blue eyes slowly left the fox, visions of her choking on the delicious green gas leaving his thoughts as they took to meet the panthera's gaze. He was a protector. Maybe he held some place of power here. No, Caustic was expecting too much. Too many assumptions, distractions from the truth, first impressions.
Their impression of him had to be good. Blue eyes glanced to the jaguar's paws and jaws, before re-meeting his gaze with a hard, thick stare. Being mauled to death by teeth and claws was much slower than a body being ripped to shreds by bullets, knives, or bombardments.
There was only one beautiful way to die, as long as Caustic could observe it.
His worth? Caustic was an Apex Legend. A champion. Each opponent in the ring was a test subject to Caustic's grand experiment and magnum opus of his work. Each version of his NOX gas was perfected upon the last. He was a genius, and anyone alive would be blessed to possess even a tenth of Caustic's genius. Caustic was a member of a blood-sport and had come out victorious more than once, over fifty-seven other combatants time and time again. Caustic was familiar with death and blood, as it covered his hands and was ingrained into his DNA.
He would have to relearn, more time wasted, more work. This body, his temporary prison, had to be tuned to battle and survival. Eyes back to the panthera, more pawsteps, someone hiding. Hiding from him. Good. Caustic's mouth closed briefly, green forcing its way out of his nostril and disappearing between intaked breath.
"Caustic." Green smoke spilled out as he spoke his name. Caustic was the champion. Caustic had punched Mirage in the face. Caustic had choked Octane until YOU ARE THE CHAMPION flashed across the arena screens. Nox had disappeared in the flames of his labs, and Caustic had reemerged in the Apex Games. An Apex Legend, a predator.
"I am a scientist."
Blue eyes slowly left the fox, visions of her choking on the delicious green gas leaving his thoughts as they took to meet the panthera's gaze. He was a protector. Maybe he held some place of power here. No, Caustic was expecting too much. Too many assumptions, distractions from the truth, first impressions.
Their impression of him had to be good. Blue eyes glanced to the jaguar's paws and jaws, before re-meeting his gaze with a hard, thick stare. Being mauled to death by teeth and claws was much slower than a body being ripped to shreds by bullets, knives, or bombardments.
There was only one beautiful way to die, as long as Caustic could observe it.
His worth? Caustic was an Apex Legend. A champion. Each opponent in the ring was a test subject to Caustic's grand experiment and magnum opus of his work. Each version of his NOX gas was perfected upon the last. He was a genius, and anyone alive would be blessed to possess even a tenth of Caustic's genius. Caustic was a member of a blood-sport and had come out victorious more than once, over fifty-seven other combatants time and time again. Caustic was familiar with death and blood, as it covered his hands and was ingrained into his DNA.
He would have to relearn, more time wasted, more work. This body, his temporary prison, had to be tuned to battle and survival. Eyes back to the panthera, more pawsteps, someone hiding. Hiding from him. Good. Caustic's mouth closed briefly, green forcing its way out of his nostril and disappearing between intaked breath.
"Caustic." Green smoke spilled out as he spoke his name. Caustic was the champion. Caustic had punched Mirage in the face. Caustic had choked Octane until YOU ARE THE CHAMPION flashed across the arena screens. Nox had disappeared in the flames of his labs, and Caustic had reemerged in the Apex Games. An Apex Legend, a predator.
"I am a scientist."
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