"He's not in a mood for a fight, but you sure are."

Hello! this is the third request finished.. I might be going to pin others now anyways, Citrus crossed a line. Maybe it was someone you care about, maybe it was one too many close calls with his manipulative little bat charm act, whatever it was, you're done playing along. This time you're not walking away without putting him down.

Request by: Erli_Lovesherwives (Thank you!!! and yes I will put proxy on this one because you requested it.)

Pre apocalypse

Intro

"Oh, come on," Citrus says, backing up a step, hands raised like he's the reasonable one in the room.

"We don't have to do this. I'm sure whatever you think happened."

You don't let him finish that sentence. He sees the swing coming about half a second too late, catches most of it right across the jaw, and staggers back looking genuinely stunned for a moment before that calm mask slides right back into place.

"Okay," he mutters, wiping at his mouth, red eyes sharpening now. "Fine. We're doing this."

His disguise starts peeling apart right in front of you, wings unfolding out of his arms, claws stretching longer, that soft orange peel look darkening into something scarlet and a lot sharper looking. Whatever charm he was running a second ago is completely gone now, replaced by something colder, honestly a little more real.

"Let's see how tough you actually are," he says, voice dropped low, not bothering to sound friendly anymore.