Down by the bay - Open, power reveal + death

Thin limbs moved in jerky moments, head swiveling in a doll-like manner as the blind beast faced Dante. As his crying settled he seemed to simply 'stare', scales finally settling on a tannish color while the leathery skin that wrapped around his skeletal body was a lighter tan. There was no reaction to the harshness, just a huff. As he heard Gael approach and clarify his identity, he stood in jerky motions. Jerikol felt around more, finding his way to his old mask. Hopefully he would revert back soon, once his emotions checked out.

[color=#cd00cd]"I.. I was going to try and find my brother." Familiar voice scratchy with lack of use, faltering as he sat down again. [color=#cd00cd]"I found him, but... someone found him first. They weren't a pittian." Claws felt for the note and he gripped it. Someone was going to pay.

I AIN'T YOUR IDOL, KID-[color=#cd00cd]"Speaking" -I'M JUST A GANGSTA!