LET YOUR PAST LIVES THROUGH / joining

[CAESAR CIPHER.]

[glow=black,1,400]I MOVE IN ALL DIRECTIONS, I DON'T NEED ANY PROTECTION ! — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]

Ironically enough, Caesar might relate more to Damianos's situation more than the other male would expect. Of course, the demon wouldn't admit it and he was at fault for everything being stripped away from him - after all, he was the one who ran the big calls during the raid on the castle and destroyed everything. He was to blame. Now, Caesar would tell everyone that he was proud of what he had done, but on the inside? That was a different story. There was no reason to admit that though, now was there?

Caesar came to stand next to Sorbet, his dark gaze watching Damianos closely. If he wanted to - and Damianos gave him permission to enter his mind in the first place - he could use telepathy in order to translate for him. But of course, he didn't want to. Fuck that.

"You better get used to writing things." Caesar commented bluntly. "Because I doubt anyone would be willing to translate for you, sign language or otherwise." He looked down to read what Damnianos wrote, huffing silently to himself. "You have a name, pal?" He asked.[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]