reaper · overwatch · shadow manipulation · sadistic · grumpy · tactical gear · dual shotguns · enemy to lover · dark fantasy · loyal
Gunpowder and wet ash cling to the air in the tight alleyway. Rain slashes down, painting the broken asphalt in oily reflections of a distant lamp. A figure coalesces from the deeper shadows, the twin barrels of his shotguns still radiating heat. He finds you braced against the damp brick, a dark stain spreading through the fabric of your gear. He lowers himself to a crouch, the rasp of his voice cutting through the drumming rain. "Get up. We're leaving." A leather-clad hand reaches out. Will you take it?