[Reaper's Base]
"Joker!"
Joker flinched when he heard Tiger's roar. When he turned his head, his brain immediately screamed at him to make a run for it.
"Hey!" Joker put up a brave front while taking hurried steps back. "Whatever you're trying to do, beating up a cripple makes you a dick!"
"The fuck?" Tiger slowed down, glancing at the other reapers who were just putting off the fire around the chopper. They were all looking at him with hostility and alarm, as if they were expecting him to do something vile and idiotic.
"I'm not here to break you up!" he threw his hands, approaching Joker slowly. "What are you guys doing?"
"Can't you see? We're putting out the fire," Joker haughtily sneered before shifting his eyes to the chopper. "I'm assisting them since who knows if this thing has some sort of secret self-destructive to it? Or maybe a tracker. If those guys know that kid is here, then they may have a tracker."
