[The spray was expected, a hand only brought up to try and keep anymore of it from getting into the holes of his mask—
The punch? Not a complete surprise but not as expected, Reaper staggering back as something clattered to the floor. That bone-white mask just spinning around, his shoulders tensed and shadow pooling around his feet in wisps, curling around the edges of his coat and hood. Frozen where he stood
before Reaper was rounding right on 76, metal talons gripping that damned extinguisher to wrench the damned thing out of the old man's hands as he snarled, unfiltered without the mask, sharper teeth bared and eyes narrowed. Black smoke curling from pale and scarred skin.]
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The punch? Not a complete surprise but not as expected, Reaper staggering back as something clattered to the floor. That bone-white mask just spinning around, his shoulders tensed and shadow pooling around his feet in wisps, curling around the edges of his coat and hood. Frozen where he stood
before Reaper was rounding right on 76, metal talons gripping that damned extinguisher to wrench the damned thing out of the old man's hands as he snarled, unfiltered without the mask, sharper teeth bared and eyes narrowed. Black smoke curling from pale and scarred skin.]