steadypulse: (Forgotten feral)
SOLDIER: 76 ([personal profile] steadypulse) wrote in [community profile] realmofstories 2021-04-29 04:16 am (UTC)

"You're going nowhere, witch!" Roared, filled with glass shaking rage.

Even as hands slammed in to the wall, despite the far greater size than 76 was used to working with his was still fast. Those glowing lights in sockets following the hummingbird's movement easily in the darkness of the moon lit room. Those clawed hands reaching out to snatch Reaper from mid-air.

Not to crush, but rather cage him in those hands, fingers and claws working as bars that didn't allow even for the tiny bird of a man to escape.

Lifting his hands, there was a static-laced snort of hot air blown over, ruffling up those tiny feathers. Settling there in the middle of that room for a moment as his tail lashed behind him, ears pinned back and both of those glowing pupils focused on what he'd just caught.

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