#bleakbucky

[d-d-disgusting]

bleakbucky started following you

He tries not to stare or draw attention to himself, but that's a.. a..a robot arm, that guy-has a robot arm. Is that... Is that real?

How could someone carry that much metal on one side and still stay balanced?

[deathsangelisntdeadarchive-blog]

bleakbucky is playing with death.

     The sound of feet down the sidewalk was loud, several pairs at least. Azrael ran at the front, blade drawn, at least three demons hot on her trail. And with the Enochian wards placed all around the area, the angel couldn't find a break where she could fly away. Az was already injured, a gash running across her arm, but she hoped she'd be able to get away as she rounded the next corner...into a dead-end. The angel spun, facing the three demons as they advanced. "You guys don't know when to quit..." Az hissed, the first demon coming at her, all black eyes and predictable movements. She dodged the punch, swinging her leg around to send the demon into the far wall. The next came around, and she was put on the defensive, arm raising to block a knife, her blade slicing through the air and into the demon's chest. The last had taken a moment to come around, and Azrael didn't have enough time before she was pinned to the wall, knife through her shoulder with a painful groan. "Any last words, angel-face?" the black-eyed creature grinned.