RIP AND SMASH THROUGH THE HORNET'S NEST // o, joining

[CAESAR CIPHER.]

THERE IS NO LIFE, THERE IS NO SPARK !

CAESAR CIPHER. MALE. NO GROUP. NO RANK.

Caesar was definitely conscious despite how he looked, though he didn't want to be right now. Groaning at hearing a voice, the demon slowly raised his head and blinked at the first person that approached him. The sight of a serval surprised him and briefly, Caesar was reminded of his father. Videogame's body seem to shift into the older serval, and Caesar looked alarmed for a few heartbeats. "Pa?" His voice was shaky, and perhaps to the outsider, it may be because of his current state. But rather, it was simply due to the fact that Caesar felt guilty.

It was a horrible feeling, almost like someone was clawing at his throat. Caesar blinked as he fought back tears. He can't show weakness. He mustn't show weakness. This was something he taught himself, not something his father had raised him. But oh, how Caesar felt horrible. He left his father to die, burning in flames. He shakily reached a paw forward, as if trying to reach out to his father, but pulled back as the hallucination faltered. Before him stood the same serval - Videogames - as before and another feline that Caesar didn't recognize. Caesar flattened his ears and grit his teeth, glaring at the two Elysium members before him.

The two offered to get water and Caesar was reminded of how parched this body was. It was a shame that mortal bodies required such needless things, but he supposed it would be better to try and take care of it now before he just stopped completely. "Yeah, I'll... have water." Before he even answered though, the black-and-white cat who was here had already gone off. "... Thanks." He was hesitant and was angry at himself for showing a moment of weakness. If they asked, he certainly wasn't going to go into detail.

#psychosocial.