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Cool Mommy.
really important things to me? ana calling everyone by their first names ( jack, gabriel, angela, jesse, etc. ) but also ana using their names considerably more in some verse where she’s back after being a “ ghost. “ simply because she hasn’t said their names out loud in so long. slipping it in more often just to hear them respond & know they’re there with her.
DESERTBRED.
❝ Reckon one o’ us was a payin’ attention to that briefing? ❞
cause he can tell you right that he had absolutely not paid attention, much rather accidentally pass out in the back after a bad night’s rest.
❛ i would say i'm surprised ------but i'd be lying. ❜ a pause, arms folded atop chest with the slightest curve of lips unseen. ❛ do you want to tell jack you weren’t listening ? ❜

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gross mom you cant do cute stuff
sounds fake
smooches her forehead :/
the action’s welcomed, something akin to a chuckle leaving lips, the beginnings of a smile resting in it’s wake. lashes brush cheek, dark gaze raising to accommodate height with a lift of palm, catching atop shoulder. heels lift, pressing a kiss to his cheek in return. ❛ good night, reinhardt. sleep well. ❜
“I’ll love you forever, I’ll like you for always, as long as I’m living, my baby you’ll be.”
" ana ... " words are breathless as they fall out of mouth, a sense of bewilderment and disbelief that accompanies the good doctor's face. there is a moment, between the racing thoughts in her mind where she does blink a few times, as if somehow the woman in front of her is a visage, not flesh and bones, but no amount of squinting makes her image go away. a hand moves forward, to touch, before arms join and soon the woman is engulfed in a hug. " ana, I missed you. "
❛ angela, it’s good to see you again. you’re looking well. ❜ the greeting’s measured but not without fondness. the careful touch is foreign, years spent as a spirit lurking over hillsides with as little contact as necessary still weighing heavily on shoulders. survival & task after task completed, the memory of masked appearance scattered across bulletin boards, WANTED crudely written in a glinting red.
mercy’s words leave the hunter caught off guard, the warmth ever present ( although she’d expect nothing else, the doctor was always too kind. ) despite the guilt eating away at her insides, a smile plays upon lips as arms move to reciprocate the hug, fingertips steadying against back. blossoming like flowers throughout her rib cage, familiar affection that never quite faded, a mother’s love never could. ❛ i’m sorry, it’s been too long. ❜
i missed you too.
SONERRIE.
Ana Amari was a woman of legend, and once, her life of excitement ( of danger, of peril, of valiance ) had been the object of Amélie’s desire. The blue-blooded ballet dancer could scarcely dream of a life that did not see her as an ornament ( Pretty girl, graceful, had caught herself a husband who could provide when her beauty and skill talent had faded ) or as a passive element, doing nothing important, protecting no one, without children or responsibility. Ana was a celebrity of a far less frivolous discipline.
While she could claim no children, no lives saved, no medals of honor, Amélie could say with certainty now that she had left a mark on the world far greater than one of pointe shoes and pretty skirts. It made no difference in her mangled mind: She craved accomplishment as always, and she craved death of others, and she sought for only the interests of her company, and so in some perhaps twisted way, she was fulfilled.
Sick with the wants and desires of another, murdered within her own head, she could feel satisfied, though the sentiment was one of sated starvation and not of joy and fullness.
« Your daughter was so sweet. How will she feel when she finds the contents of your skull on her bedroom wall? »
❛ your business is with me, not my daughter. ------leave her out of this. ❜ sharpened tongue, a legend for good reason, precise eye & keen mind, crafted in raging wars. the ring of gunfire like a lullaby, the screams mocking, drawing out emotions long buried beneath sharpshooter’s exterior. only to be removed in quiet moments, the youthful laughter of her daughter a reminder, light / fleeting / untouched by the battle fought on their doorsteps. warm, like the sun after a winter’s night when the chill has seeped into creaking bones.
it’s more than enough motivation for her to have some bite in her stance, a glare leveled with impassive features. every thought & movement calculated, a mission to complete humming neath her skin. a constant thrum, to protect, to heal, to save. her mark on the world would not be one of destruction, not when she had so much, so many to fight for. names engraved on her heart, those she could save & those she could not. ( vaguely, she’ll recall the resemblance of a wife, someone deeply cherished , a comrade whether known or not. )
❛ what do you want ? ❜

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❛ sit. ❜ spoken with all the authority of a commanding officer, teacup’s placed in front of him with careful & practiced movements. good intentions underlying, a knowing glance leveled, head tilting towards in unspoken challenge, onyx tresses brushing against shoulders. ❛ ------this will help you sleep better than any bottle of jack. ❜
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i'm sorry, reinhardt. after everything that happened ? ------i needed time.
“And Gabriel… He probably hates me by now.”

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