Reaper was just as deadly at close quarters was he could be at a distance or just his shotguns, but he didn't want any of that. It was almost as if he needed some solid proof this wasn't some new bullshit thing, that this asshole was really here and not- It wouldn't have been the first time this place had fucked with his head. A voice in his own mind, even if then he was off island for it all.
Things happened even up here, like the time Ana had been turned in to little more than some obsessed zombie of sorts because the damn giant love and hate bird had gotten overly lovey. Who was to say the mountain crab wasn't pulling some shit now? All the more reason to lure 76 to him, if it really was him, and get that damned mask off. Do whatever he could to figure out if he was flesh and blood real and not this place playing tricks.
The mask coming off gave him time to see that face, take advantage of the hesitation to see if there was something wrong or missing. The punch made it damned clear it was solid there too. Not something or someone else entirely lured here.
Gabriel took the hit with only a slight turn of his head, using his thighs to keep a hold of Jack beneath him as it was his other fist that went to take another punch. Didn't care how much his nose or lip was bleeding, how smoke curled from his form. Lips curled back to bare bloodied teeth all the same, even if he remained silent. Something other than anger in those eyes of his, but he wasn't making himself stop. Far more vicious than he would have usually been, knew as soon as he stopped he might not be able to get started again.
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Things happened even up here, like the time Ana had been turned in to little more than some obsessed zombie of sorts because the damn giant love and hate bird had gotten overly lovey. Who was to say the mountain crab wasn't pulling some shit now? All the more reason to lure 76 to him, if it really was him, and get that damned mask off. Do whatever he could to figure out if he was flesh and blood real and not this place playing tricks.
The mask coming off gave him time to see that face, take advantage of the hesitation to see if there was something wrong or missing. The punch made it damned clear it was solid there too. Not something or someone else entirely lured here.
Gabriel took the hit with only a slight turn of his head, using his thighs to keep a hold of Jack beneath him as it was his other fist that went to take another punch. Didn't care how much his nose or lip was bleeding, how smoke curled from his form. Lips curled back to bare bloodied teeth all the same, even if he remained silent. Something other than anger in those eyes of his, but he wasn't making himself stop. Far more vicious than he would have usually been, knew as soon as he stopped he might not be able to get started again.