[When he drops it away, facing the video feed--Jason isn't met so much with the face of a man, but one of a monster. Something you'd see in a newfangled boogeyman movie, a creature that hid in the shadows and fed on the corpses of the fallen. Skin dark, but pallid and greying--like something that has been dead for days--long lines that look like scars deep on his face. Eyes an endless black, pitted with a dull glowing red, and a smile that's simply too long.
That black smoke rises from his mouth, the sides of his face rotted away and pitted, teeth showing on his cheeks that should be covered with flesh. Where the smoke rises, the flesh is almost glowing red, like it's burning just underneath the surface of his skin.]
I wasn't kidding when I said you should be careful when dealing with Death.
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Skin dark, but pallid and greying--like something that has been dead for days--long lines that look like scars deep on his face. Eyes an endless black, pitted with a dull glowing red, and a smile that's simply too long.
That black smoke rises from his mouth, the sides of his face rotted away and pitted, teeth showing on his cheeks that should be covered with flesh. Where the smoke rises, the flesh is almost glowing red, like it's burning just underneath the surface of his skin.]
I wasn't kidding when I said you should be careful when dealing with Death.