【Bi☣hazard】

@infected-immunologist

“I mean, Amen to that,” he laughed weakly, letting his fingers curl around the handle of his glass. He may have been slightly tipsy, which was good. No more bullshit personality. Darius was just there, with his mask off and proudly showing his metal jaw and scars. 

 @urociion

TalonWatch Sentence Starters

“I’m afraid briefings aren’t quite my thing anymore, Dr. Fox” he spoke, his voice sounding like a dull knife as he spoke. “I have…better work to do than dealing with Talon.” 

She allowed her head to drop to one side, eyes focusing on his mask. There was something critical about her gaze, just examining, analysing, picking out weaknesses. 

Something seemed to click when she said that. His eyes dilated into small circles as she mentioned knowing who he was. His cell. His…legacy in that place.

Before she could look at him for long, he grabbed her shoulders and battered her right into a nearby wall. If she knew, if she remembered anything they did…she deserved this. That was his logic. He made sure to get a good punch in her jaw as he held her. “You know, if you didn’t mention anything I was going to leave you be for another time…” he seemed to growl.

 His fingers dug into her shoulders. “You failed the project, you will never test on me again. With what you did to me I didn’t become more advanced…you made a primal killing machine.”

Fox’s cold smirk never fell, despite the bruising sure to appear on her shoulder, against her jaw, despite his threats. There was the anger she’d been looking for, so barely veiled all along, finally exposed. 

“You are still being tested upon. The results have shown that the treatment could be reversed. We’ll aim to improve that the next time. Tell me, agent. Would you kill me right now?”

They had been investigating the Widowmaker project, finding ways of improvement, looking for alternatives, explorations, new discoveries. The man in front of her was an exemplary of their research. Not perfect, but evidence of improvement and advancement. 

At the very mentioned at the possible reverse he allowed himself to take pleasure in punching her right in the nose. It wasn’t as satisfying as his other kills, but oh well. “You’re an awful lair. To claim that you can reserve all of what you’ve done. Does that mean you can give me my lower jaw back?”

@infected-immunologist

“I mean, Amen to that,” he laughed weakly, letting his fingers curl around the handle of his glass. He may have been slightly tipsy, which was good. No more bullshit personality. Darius was just there, with his mask off and proudly showing his metal jaw and scars. 

The suit, in response quickly ‘exhaled’ the gasses it had taken in from the bottom of her pack, and ‘inhaled’ from vents on top of her pack. Before it audibly locked down, Laura gasping a bit in her suit and turning to her sparing partner. “Not bad.. But that wont work twice now.”

“Ah, figured. Tell me is that a sealing mechanism or filtering? Mine is filter,” he spoke, actually interested at the suit’s capability. If it was sealed then… an injection would be perfect!

 @urociion

TalonWatch Sentence Starters

“I’m afraid briefings aren’t quite my thing anymore, Dr. Fox” he spoke, his voice sounding like a dull knife as he spoke. “I have…better work to do than dealing with Talon.” 

She allowed her head to drop to one side, eyes focusing on his mask. There was something critical about her gaze, just examining, analysing, picking out weaknesses. 

Something seemed to click when she said that. His eyes dilated into small circles as she mentioned knowing who he was. His cell. His...legacy in that place.

Before she could look at him for long, he grabbed her shoulders and battered her right into a nearby wall. If she knew, if she remembered anything they did…she deserved this. That was his logic. He made sure to get a good punch in her jaw as he held her. “You know, if you didn’t mention anything I was going to leave you be for another time...” he seemed to growl.

 His fingers dug into her shoulders. “You failed the project, you will never test on me again. With what you did to me I didn’t become more advanced…you made a primal killing machine.”

@spiderscanbehacked

The rain was heavy.  It never seemed to be this heavy in Kingsrow. Granted, it was England and it rain constantly but…it felt so surreal now. It was funny how Overwatch plans and his own lectures seemed to line up almost perfectly. Maybe they used that to their advantage, after all who would suspect a professor from Oasis to do anything suspicious? Well, everyone, but it explained why he wasn’t at his temporary office. With a hood over and cryptic respirator on, he dipped into the ally ways, finding fire escapes to climb the side of the buildings to find a ledge to sit on on the roof of the tall skyscrapers. He could see Mondatta’s statue from here.

He rested for a moment, smacking a button under his neck and taking a deep breath. Well, time to get to work. Quickly he moved to get his equipment out, placing a tablet on the ground and adding his ear piece as he hunched over the device. “Commander, E.Itur in position. Target base calculated, shall I smoke them out?” he questioned into his microphone. At first he heard a word, and then static. “E.Itur in position, permission to fire?” The static drown out in his ear, soon even piercing his right ear drum. He took it off, hearing footsteps behind him silently creep up. He blinked, feeling an invisible force hold his shoulder before appearing. 

She gestured towards his kit, nudging it with a toe. 

“No use for that now, there’s nobody in there. Sorry about that. But a girl’s gotta do what her undead employer tells her to do…”

The hacker plopped down beside him, crossing her legs and cocking her head to study his face. She reached for his comm and microphone, prodding at it in his hands. 

“Not meant to flatter anyone, sweetie.”

He grabbed his tablet, already deciding to snap it in half. It was disposable, and there was no sense on letting her get the information she was looking for. “Hm, so Gabe sent you?” he questioned, glancing to the side to see her face. “Even after death, he seems to want use of me.” 

His laugh was dry as she plopped down beside him. Darius flinched as she prodded at the ear piece. He decided to take it out with a sigh, turning to get a look at her.

“That was a waste. Overwatch

She couldn’t blame him for not trusting her. Besides, if he had left it intact, she would probably have stolen it. If not for the info, then for the tech.

“No, I won’t. You are the type of member I would only be cautious of due to the nature of our two organizations,” he spoke as he looked out at the lights in the rain. “Now, there are members unlike you I would love to blast their head open. So at least you’re the lucky one.”

It bothered her, but likely, it wasn’t going to hurt her if she confessed. Better that she admitted than have him find out on his own.

“You going to introduce yourself to me? I assume you already know who I am, sí?”

Brushing a couple pieces of tablet over the edge of the building, she hummed quietly in delight at the clinks as they hit the ground. He seemed the quiet type anyways. She’d give him time.

He watched as the pieces fell over the edge and hit the ground harshly, creating a wonderful visual of glass spread across brick. He was a quiet man, he had to be after all. 

 @urociion

TalonWatch Sentence Starters

“I’m afraid briefings aren’t quite my thing anymore, Dr. Fox” he spoke, his voice sounding like a dull knife as he spoke. “I have…better work to do than dealing with Talon.” 

She allowed her head to drop to one side, eyes lazily going over everything in sight.

“But enough of that. You were in one of those cells once, I recall. Perhaps that’s why you’re so bitter.”

From her bag, she drew out a small stack of papers. Long erased files she’d requested to be unearthed.

Something seemed to click when she said that. His eyes dilated into small circles as she pulled out the small stack of papers. Experiment 13, ‘Project X.’

Before she could look at him for long, he grabbed her shoulders and battered her right into a nearby wall. If she knew, if she remembered anything they did...she deserved this. That was his logic. He made sure to get a good punch in her jaw as he held her. “You know, if you didn’t mention anything I was going to leave you be for another time!” he laugh, maniacally.. 

“What they put into me, I ripped out a long time ago in those cells. Using knife from an agent you were ‘disposing’ and his ripped up shirt!” His fingers dug into her shoulders. “You failed the project. Everyone knew that. With what you did to me I didn’t become more advanced...you made a primal killing machine.”

 @urociion

TalonWatch Sentence Starters

“I’m afraid briefings aren’t quite my thing anymore, Dr. Fox” he spoke, his voice sounding like a dull knife as he spoke. “I have…better work to do than dealing with Talon.” 

Now the faintest hints of teeth began to slip into her smile. But what should she have expected from an Overwatch agent? They were all the same.

Despite his own mask covering half his face, there was some sort of venom behind his eyes. 

“Oh, I know. But considering the people you work with would be close to family is enough. You see them worth something, but imagine such great minds are slowly being deteriorated. It happened once before, even though they wiped all evidence of it…and I know one day, you’re going to be in those cells. As brilliant as you think you are, you’re nothing.” His strength around her jaw increases almost effortlessly. 

“Arrogance is as dangerous as your assumptions. I learned that a long time ago. Watch yourself, sir.”

But what he said, to some extent was true. No one was truly irreplaceable in TALON. When the time came, those who had outlived their use would be disposed of or repurposed. She could only hope she got out in time before they came for her.

He allowed her to pry his hand away from her jaw, however despite how ‘casually’ she tried to make it, he made it hard on her. His metal arm seemed to lock into place for a moment, and pushing  on it only nudged it slightly. 

He laughed coldly at her threat, shaking his head. “You continue to bark, even when i point it out. I would be surprised if you actually tried to bite back once!”

@brigetteovertroublewater

“Sadly, my job and one of my commanders are the one to blame. I really don’t have a reason to want or kidnap you,” he sighed softly as he walked around the room, grabbing some of his old medical tools and sanitizing them. He sat not too far from her as he went through his tools, the front of his body facing her.

Darius allowed her to guess her way through before nodding at the surname. “Well, sort of,” he spoke as he looked up at her. “I’m apart of the Nordic region as well, and believe me when I say that they definitely want you and your father’s perseverance on a ‘top secret bullshit’ machine or whatever. So, why not kidnap you first before they could kidnap you?” He let out a soft snort as he watched her attempt to make herself comfortable. 

He got up slowly, already moving to her chair. He sat down in front of her, cutting the almost paper like rope. He looked up at her, his icy eyes looking into her own when he delivers his next statement. “Trust me when I say this, but if you were caught by the other guys….I guarantee you, you won’t even be able to remember why you have that tattoo on your left shoulder.”