[i] Maybe the mask is a little too much.. he thought to himself. A clicking noise could be heard, and his Oni mask folded back almost like liquid metal, until there was no trace it had even been there. What remained, was a face that was overall good looking and handsome, around his mid-twenties. Medium length, chocolate brown hair topped his head, a lone lick of it falling over his face between his eyes. His face was all sharp angles and sharp features, especially his eyes. A steel, cold blue that told of many stories and tragedies. They were frozen with sorrow and loss, but blazed with anger and rage. Then again..they were just eyes.[/i] "You don't meet many people, do you?" [i] He speaks, his voice the same without the mask, minus the metallic coating. https://imgur.com/a/fZl5P[/i]