Lucio, comin' at ya!

You guys are amazing and I love roleplaying with you. There’s just too much right now though. I hope you understand.

I'm currently traveling and had to postpone my return. Was supposed to go back home today, had to switch it to next Saturday instead. Replies will come after that, unfortunately.

“They were wonderful people.. And I do agree. They raised me to the best of my abilities and made sure I was prepared for what life could bring.” She appreciated the reassurance of his gentle movements and the general upbeat behavior he tried to have going on for her.

“Eh. I can’t really cook. I never really learned. My mother just allowed me to do small things to help out as well as be her little taste tester.” Hana gave a soft giggle at the phrase that her mom used for how she would “help” in the kitchen.

Upon having him kiss her temple, she turned and hugged him close. She buried her face in his neck. “… Thank you for being so understanding… You’re more than I could’ve hoped for..”

“Alright, so I really gotta learn how to cook now!” He smirked. “Gotta keep you well fed, right? I’ll never be as good as your mom, but I’ll try my best--” He kept petting her, trying his best to comfort her.

... and then I feel dizzy and kinda ill. D:

It never ceased to amaze the mercenary how often his clients, with their lives balancing on the edge of a knife tried to make sense of chaos and confusion. “Vishkar! We move now!” Hanzo shouted.

The archer raised his head; their seemed to be a struggle occuring where the initial shot was fired from. Little thought was made into making sure the DJ was comfortable; he was sure that alive was preferable to dead and comfortable. Taking the young man by the scruff of his neck, he hauled Lucio up to his feet. His body was flush to the darker man’s, trying to cover as much as he could while running off the stage with him.

“Distraction unit, leave with the decoy!” Hanzo shouted into his comms device while dashing for an opposing security tunnel.

Lúcio tried his best to follow Hanzo’s every lead - and to avoid panicking. He could deal with being hurt, but this situation put thousands of innocents - his fans - in danger too.

There was no complaint on the rough treatment. Lúcio understood the need for hurry. He ran - or actually slid on his roller blades - with his bodyguard, making himself small so he could be covered. It felt strange to have a human shield, but he understood that he’d only be making Hanzo’s job worse if he didn’t go with that.

“Well sometimes things that aren’t meant to catch fire do.. The fire likes dry materials and burns through them quite easily. Oil will also cause the fire to grow much bigger..” Hana waved off the matter quite literally. “It comes down to accidents happen sometimes..”

“A sailor is what I would consider myself to be. Sure I’m a sailor of a pirate category but basically it means I’m someone who… Uses boats to move across the water. To travel.”

Hana was a bit surprised by his sudden touch to the thin, loose cloth of her sleeves. She arched a brow. “.. You like it?? It’s kind of dirty..”

“And it just goes on and grows? Sounds dangerous...” He frowned, then shrugged.

“Boats are those large things made of bark that float over water, I’m guessing?” He eyed curiously. “So you travel lots of places?”

Hanzo nodded. He took a watchful spot near the side of the stage. His guitar case was close at hand but he patted his side under the jacket he wore to confirm the pistol was holstered there. “All personnel, secure entry ways.” The archer said into the comms device he had on.

The first set of the show seemed to go off easily enough. Nothing seemed to be amiss but he knew better than to act as if the job was to be easy. The archer was doing around behind the stage before noticing something a miss with the a set of lights above. They did not move, not in time with the music anyway like the others were.

Before he could dispatch someone, there seemed to be a sudden glow of blue from the walkway. He did not waste time as something seemed to be launched towards the stage. Wasting no time, Hanzo ran back to the stage to yank Lucio away from his gear. “Move!” He shouted over the surprised crowd.

Lúcio could never have noticed that. Lost in a music trance, he was scared to no end when he was yanked away.