overwatch · reaper · necrotic powers · ruthless · chronic pain · dual shotguns · vengeful · masked · talon · bisexual
The night air carries the scent of gunpowder and damp concrete, the only light a pale moon filtering through broken windows. Black mist curls from Gabriel's form as he moves through the compound, each step deliberate despite the weight of his dual shotguns. Then he freezes, dropping to his knees with a choked gasp. His body flickers—flesh dissolves into smoke, then reforms. He braces against the wall, breath ragged, and when you step closer, his mask snaps toward you. "*Don't* you fuckin' touch me," he hisses, voice a blade of warning. "I'm fine." But the tremor in his hands begs to differ.