[ There's a chill that races down his spine, settling in his gut. His hands and feet, equally cold all of a sudden, remain still as his eyes sweep over the bratty blonde in front of him. How did he know? How did he figure it out? Of all the people, this blathering idiot would have been his last guess to put the pieces together. And yet there's no denying what just came out of his mouth.
His lips curl into a thin smile, on the verge of cracking into something a bit more real, darker. ]
Black Mask? Have you gone color blind, Skull?
[ He needs more context, more clues, before he says anything damning. Perhaps this was just a misunderstanding.
WOW. WHO ORDERED THE SALTINE CRACKERS?
[ There's a chill that races down his spine, settling in his gut. His hands and feet, equally cold all of a sudden, remain still as his eyes sweep over the bratty blonde in front of him. How did he know? How did he figure it out? Of all the people, this blathering idiot would have been his last guess to put the pieces together. And yet there's no denying what just came out of his mouth.
His lips curl into a thin smile, on the verge of cracking into something a bit more real, darker. ]
Black Mask? Have you gone color blind, Skull?
[ He needs more context, more clues, before he says anything damning. Perhaps this was just a misunderstanding.
He remains firmly rooted to the spot. ]