[The mask is already loose from the encounter with the spade to the side of his head; and it's a little more loose now when the Talon is forced to go on the defensive.
His armor is solid protection, and he can deflect the blade of the swords even with the smaller knives, swiping and stabbing at any opening he can find (to the boy's credit, there's not very many). But it's no longer completely clinical, and he's grown a fury to match Damian's own.
He doesn't realize it as first when his mask is hooked and ripped right off his face by the tip of a blade.
And underneath he somehow still looks so much like a kid. His face is still round. His black hair is tangled and messy like he just got roughed up at school. But his tan skin almost looks like it's been drained to look sickly and pale, there's a hint of something in his veins just under the surface, and his blue eyes have been steeled and dulled during his service.
At least up until he realizes he's exposed. And he stops again, withdrawing himself from the engagement, looking at Damian with owlishly big eyes. Surprise. Maybe even so far as shock. Maybe even panic. This has never happened before. Was never supposed to happen.
He tries to swipe the mask back in a gesture that seems way too normal, all the grunts and yelling dissipated.]
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His armor is solid protection, and he can deflect the blade of the swords even with the smaller knives, swiping and stabbing at any opening he can find (to the boy's credit, there's not very many). But it's no longer completely clinical, and he's grown a fury to match Damian's own.
He doesn't realize it as first when his mask is hooked and ripped right off his face by the tip of a blade.
And underneath he somehow still looks so much like a kid. His face is still round. His black hair is tangled and messy like he just got roughed up at school. But his tan skin almost looks like it's been drained to look sickly and pale, there's a hint of something in his veins just under the surface, and his blue eyes have been steeled and dulled during his service.
At least up until he realizes he's exposed. And he stops again, withdrawing himself from the engagement, looking at Damian with owlishly big eyes. Surprise. Maybe even so far as shock. Maybe even panic. This has never happened before. Was never supposed to happen.
He tries to swipe the mask back in a gesture that seems way too normal, all the grunts and yelling dissipated.]