↑Snuff wanted her for the status. She had a place in the city and in the cape dynamic, and he was cementing a role as her enforcer and bodyguard.- Interlude 10.x II
↑She was followed by a flurry of small birds that settled on the street by the exit of the alley, and by one bodyguard. The cape was burly, wearing a skintight suit that showed off his muscles, and wore a heavy cloth hood with eyeholes cut out, a series of ‘x’ stitches forming a frowny-face. The lines around his eyes were cut deep. Very weary. He stood with his hands clasped behind him.- Glare 3.1
↑Tattletale whistled to get Snuff’s attention. The guy whipped up what looked like a miniature black hole, sucking up all the smoke and, by the looks of it, vacuuming up a lot of the other particulate, mess, and the light dusting of snow from his hood and the coarse, thick black sweater he wore.- Black 13.5
↑“I recognize him. Snuff,” Anelace observed, as we got closer to Tattletale.
↑Their target in this case was a blob of darkness. A shield that consumed and devoured the space-warped extension of the drill bit. Snuff. The Undersiders were in that crowd. Parian was.
Snuff was expanding his blob of darkness, trying to ‘eat’ the incoming attack, but the drill grew just a bit faster than his blob did.
A quick glance back showed me another bloody mess. Where there had been snow and mud, there was now a spiral of blood- several. Snuff had died, and the capes between him and the Titan had gone down with him. - Excerpt from Infrared 19.5