[ the response might surprise ghost face later on, but the resultant violence won't. with his arm still stuck on evan's blade and his knife hand pinned under david's knee and his own knee just about broken, he's essentially helpless to defend himself from the attack.
evan watches in silence as david beats his face in. the mask cracks under the blows, which would be a bigger problem for ghost face if he hadn't already been bruised and bloodied to hell and if the continued punches raining down on him didn't make him even more unrecognizable than before. the shards of plastic cut into them both, and the fabric tears, and eventually he can't even struggle to try and free himself just from the force of the hits alone.
when the arm caught in his cleaver goes limp, evan jerks it free, but he still doesn't get involved. the insult even got to him, and it wasn't even directed at him. david has a handle on this. he doesn't need someone else coming between him and a target. evan knows he personally never appreciated it, and he's not going to step in to stop violence against this particular trespasser for any reason.
it's not long before there's no more movement under david at all. no more strength to try, the world subsumed by pain. but ghost face isn't dead yet, given the noises coming from underneath the shattered mask; every breath drawn through broken teeth and a swollen throat is a struggle, but he's still breathing. ]
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evan watches in silence as david beats his face in. the mask cracks under the blows, which would be a bigger problem for ghost face if he hadn't already been bruised and bloodied to hell and if the continued punches raining down on him didn't make him even more unrecognizable than before. the shards of plastic cut into them both, and the fabric tears, and eventually he can't even struggle to try and free himself just from the force of the hits alone.
when the arm caught in his cleaver goes limp, evan jerks it free, but he still doesn't get involved. the insult even got to him, and it wasn't even directed at him. david has a handle on this. he doesn't need someone else coming between him and a target. evan knows he personally never appreciated it, and he's not going to step in to stop violence against this particular trespasser for any reason.
it's not long before there's no more movement under david at all. no more strength to try, the world subsumed by pain. but ghost face isn't dead yet, given the noises coming from underneath the shattered mask; every breath drawn through broken teeth and a swollen throat is a struggle, but he's still breathing. ]