FALLEN ANGEL // private, Cleo

[CAESAR CIPHER.]

ALL ALONE HE TURNS TO STONE !

CAESAR CIPHER. MALE. THE TYPHOON. OFFICER.

The jungle was like a second home to Caesar, and honestly he wasn't sure why he didn't just make a room here. Then again, when he first arrived, he assumed that he had to live on the ship and he was practically stuck there now, but oh well... At least the jungle was easy access, no? It was comforting, although it was mostly because of the shade and noise it provided.

As Caesar walked along, the demon felt a prickle of unease as he walked, which was... strange. It was like he was being watched, and that was definitely not a good feeling. The last time this happened, it was Rosemary and he definitely did not want to deal with her mind tricks today. Caesar let out a growl as if he was warning whomever was near, however as he took a step into the tall grass, he felt something bite down on his paw. "SHIT!" The Officer exclaimed, pulling his paw back harshly.

A snake clung to his paw for a few seconds, and was forced to let go as he pulled his paw away from the tall grass. It was a green mamba, and unfortunately Caesar had no way of detecting it due to it practically blending in the grass. That, and the fact he just didn't care to look. The snake let out a hiss at him, and the demon only hissed back at it. "Fucking bastard." He snapped, holding the paw it bit down on up as much as he could. Was this species poisonous? Hell if he fucking knew, but honestly, he didn't care. If he died, he died, so what? He had possession.

wow this ended up being a paragraph longer than expected whoops jfkgd

[member=1667]CLEO R. C.[/member]

#psychosocial.