04-19-2018, 05:39 PM
the devil's backbone
DENIZ "PINCHER" ROUX — MALE — THE TYPHOON — CAPTAIN — DOBERMAN
Crying. Everyone cried. And it annoyed Pincher. Not because he saw it as some sort of form of weakness but that he was able to connect with the ones that cried. He could understand the ache and felt some sense of invisible string lacing his heart with anyone. It was irksome that even with his rugged tough exterior of being a criminal, he had a bleeding heart. The lean obsidian figure was stalking through the lush rainforest that the island offered, his velvety pointed ears pricked as he heard the various wild untamed inhabitants above his head. He wondered how they were different, how one was able to be tamed and untamed. His thought of the current moment seemed to shatter when he heard the faint aching sound of crying. His fictional brows furrowed as the leader began to pad closer towards the source though he felt his sleek muscles tense up beneath his short pelt. The war between Tanglewood had created a new level of suspicion for Pincher but upon hearing the voice of Argus as well as stepping out in time to see her ivory fgure grow close to an outline of a fallen stranger.
"Oi Gus, take a step back. You don't know who the fuck this could be." Pincher ordered cooly, his low rumbling voice steady as the ink black doberman stalked forward, vibrant oceanic blue gaze locked onto Tesserae. She seemed like one with declining health, his piercing eyes noticing the slightest of details that could help him figure out if this was some sort of trick or it was truly someone in need of their help. However, Pincher wasn't sure he wanted to help the weak. While the volcanic island was abundant with a diverse set of resources, the Captain knew that there were risks of destroying what he had created if letting in the wrong people into his home. He halted a few feet away from Argus, his attention locked steadily on the sobbing female.
"SPEECH"
"Oi Gus, take a step back. You don't know who the fuck this could be." Pincher ordered cooly, his low rumbling voice steady as the ink black doberman stalked forward, vibrant oceanic blue gaze locked onto Tesserae. She seemed like one with declining health, his piercing eyes noticing the slightest of details that could help him figure out if this was some sort of trick or it was truly someone in need of their help. However, Pincher wasn't sure he wanted to help the weak. While the volcanic island was abundant with a diverse set of resources, the Captain knew that there were risks of destroying what he had created if letting in the wrong people into his home. He halted a few feet away from Argus, his attention locked steadily on the sobbing female.
"SPEECH"
the ruby sunset waters hide a resurrected lover