11-13-2018, 05:46 PM
CAPTAIN PINCHER ROUX | resides in the typhoon and is the demigod of rough seas. he is a muscular dark gray panthera hybrid with frigid glacier blue eyes, marked with scars and glowing tattoos. he is the head of the roux family and is currently single. he is known for being a charming strategist with dark secrets. be cautious around him. —— ⚓
❝ A MODERN GOD IN A TAILORED SUIT — WHO'S LIPS TASTE LIKE FORBIDDEN FRUIT ❞
There was so little time and he was scared. He was conflicted. He didn't want to leave so soon especially when he wanted to be there for everyone he cared about. He wanted to stay for his crew. For his family. For his loved ones. They were the true reasons why he stuck around despite the pain he felt. The burning glow of the tattoos, the tattoos that bound him to the sea. He could always hear the ocean inside of his head, how it turned and swayed and churned with so much unknown life. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad...maybe it would be good for him to say goodbye. It felt like maybe it was only his own selfish reason he stuck around. Not to have the power of leadership but to be able to be seen as an individual that mattered compared to how miniscule he felt when he had followed the pathway of his father when he had dragged him into the nomad gang of wicked criminals. But he knew why he was so desperate to stick around, to be present despite his desire to fade away to make the farewell easier. He wanted to be a good father, nothing like father and be a positive impact in his children. They mattered so much to him and he had lost so many already, some disappeared out of the face of the earth and he did his best to hide his concern and worry as he knew that it was important for him to not let his personal life blend with his buisness life.
His long tail tapped softly at one of the many small tables of the lighthouse area, the main area where his meetings with his high positions and envoys were located in. He tipped his head to the side as he was skimming over papers written in his sketchy skribbled writing as it was rushed with multiple ideas yet were not be able to be read as they were in symbols that he had created for himself or well, one ancient in the Roux lineage. He rolled his broad shoulders and sighed, a single candle resting on the table reflecting his sharp facial features that were wrinkled and furrowed with deep thoughts and concepts. Everyone else were probably settling for the night as the sun had begun to set on the edge where the sea and sky met and Pincher's vibrant aqua blue gaze briefly locked onto the lovely shade of the sky and sea, distracted by the beauty. He remembered his father's only true words. There is nothing like a beach's sunset. He was right, wasn't he? The male relaxed for a brief moment, absorbed by the sunset that was displayed to him and any stress seemed to slip away, his figure loosening and his tattoos glowed in a more gentle intensity. He knew that the deep sea didn't have anything like this and he sighed, remembering how close his time to say goodbye to everything he cared for. He just hoped Goldie and Bakugou would be trained enough for the time of darkness, the time he would eventually take off the crown and lie among the depths of the sea as some pathetic lonely god. Hopefully, everyone would understand. Hopefully, they would forgive him. Especially Goldie.
His long tail tapped softly at one of the many small tables of the lighthouse area, the main area where his meetings with his high positions and envoys were located in. He tipped his head to the side as he was skimming over papers written in his sketchy skribbled writing as it was rushed with multiple ideas yet were not be able to be read as they were in symbols that he had created for himself or well, one ancient in the Roux lineage. He rolled his broad shoulders and sighed, a single candle resting on the table reflecting his sharp facial features that were wrinkled and furrowed with deep thoughts and concepts. Everyone else were probably settling for the night as the sun had begun to set on the edge where the sea and sky met and Pincher's vibrant aqua blue gaze briefly locked onto the lovely shade of the sky and sea, distracted by the beauty. He remembered his father's only true words. There is nothing like a beach's sunset. He was right, wasn't he? The male relaxed for a brief moment, absorbed by the sunset that was displayed to him and any stress seemed to slip away, his figure loosening and his tattoos glowed in a more gentle intensity. He knew that the deep sea didn't have anything like this and he sighed, remembering how close his time to say goodbye to everything he cared for. He just hoped Goldie and Bakugou would be trained enough for the time of darkness, the time he would eventually take off the crown and lie among the depths of the sea as some pathetic lonely god. Hopefully, everyone would understand. Hopefully, they would forgive him. Especially Goldie.
❝ THE TYPHOON — CAPTAIN — IMMORTAL — DEMIGOD — FATHER — THE HERMIT ❞
the ruby sunset waters hide a resurrected lover
