During one of his missions, he was still learning the way of assassinations most likely or just that one real good group of enemies had caught him in action in their base captured reaper and took him in to the room for interrogation, his claw plating removed and scythe confiscated away to safe keeping, strapped arms up and legs forward on stocks, the interrogation had began. no matter what they asked or threatened, it did not break him, he was not gonna tell anything, up until of coure feeling soon few claws scritching and crawling up and down his huge soles, up and down and near toes, it would make him tug lightly but did not break him, soon came the spinning brushes, attached to his sole and heel, spinning in highest speed, that ought to give him struggles, toes were strapped and not giving chance to curl and cover his soles or anything. he was not giving up, they went in more, the beams of lasers struck tight under the toes and began moving around, the struggling got intense as he let out every now and then few laughs before resisting the urge to laugh, visor shows signs of alerts that he cant hold, especialy when soon some were starting to lick those very soft soles up and down real slow, even between those long toes. giggles came out and laughter little by little intensified, he was struggling real badly to get free, but he is not getting out of there for long time. worst is just coming for him.

"Final chance. Who were you tasked to assassinate? Tell us!"