FLUORESCENT ADOLESCENT / waking up

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DR. CAUSTIC

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TOXIC TRAPPER
MACKENZIE VALLEY WOLF
TANGLEWOOD
"Humanity. It's just a word."

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Caustic had a daughter. He loved her dearly in his own apathetic way- at least in her later years. Hugs felt wrong, like a gesture he was undeserving of. Caustic is padding to the tavern in his own wheezing way, his medication still needing to kick in, making a mental note to ask Selby for more.

He is pulled towards the noises of... he can't really describe it. Chatter, at best. He is aware of his own dislike for Aurum's general presence. The lion just needed to stay out of Caustic's business and they would do just fine. He wanted his interactions with Aurum minimized at all costs- he wasn't a fan of the lion's good-natured demeanor. He could agree with Aurum on one thing though, experiences of fatherhood. And it seemed that was what he was walking up on now. Who was the smaller one? He hears the call for water, and moves back, retreating to find some, returning with a bowl and a canteen.
He can't help the soft spot he has for the young, as much as a weakness it was. He pours out some water into the bowl, and pushes it towards the child. "Aurum, who's this?"

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