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 “Your not supposed to be here at all.”

It was a relief to finally come off patrol for the evening. Zarya had been keeping herself very busy lately, what with the rumours of a second omnic crisis and all. Now, she finally had the evening off. After heading back to her quarters, she decided she would go out for the evening and do a few chores. Caught up in her own thoughts, she was startled when she accidentally bumped into another woman, nearly dropping the items she had chosen so far.

Tilla casted a suspicious look, wondering just who had entered her campsite. Clearly they were lost, but they seemed rather nervous about it too - so maybe they weren’t going to steal her artifacts. Cautiously, the amethyst haired woman rose from the ground and approached the stranger, cocking her head to the side. “…Who are you, and why are you here? Not a lot of people come into the woods at this time of night. Wolves and killer hornets are usually out at night.” With arms crossed over her bust, the woman waited for a response. They were going to have to convince her not to kill/kick them out from her camp – Tilla was a bit too protective of her things.

“W-wolves and killer hornets?” Rory nearly jumped into the fire with how quickly they recoiled from the darkened surroundings. So not only were they lucky to have even found someone out here, they were also lucky not to be dead, by the sound of it.

“Um, I’m Ro-Orlando. Right. I’m Orlando. I’m- just traveling to meet up with my associates and I got-” Saying lost would just make them look even worse than they already did, but what else could they say?

send me I want the K and I’ll generate a number30: accidental kiss

       It happened much like one would expect it to happen in some cheesy, cliched rom-com: one moment Axel was walking towards her at his own leisure pace, ready to face her ( most likely returning ) suspicions and questions head on, the next he suddenly found himself tripping over some inconspicuous crack in the pavement, arms pinwheeling, body crashing towards hers, faces knocking together and his lips crashing rather inelegantly against the swell of her cheekbone.  

Unlike in most rom-coms, however, the moment didn’t suddenly dissolve into a sudden, quite passionate kiss; their lips didn’t miraculously meet, butterflies didn’t erupt in Axel’s stomach, angels didn’t descend from the heavens with pure choir music and fireworks didn’t go off. Instead Axel let out a pained groan as his nose bumped rather harshly into hers, causing pain to radiate hotly through his cranium and in his haste to find some semblance of balance he threw himself back a little too enthusiastically, falling flat on his ass instead -- fortunately still catching the brunt of his weight on his palms instead of his tailbone. 

All was still and quiet in the area, not a sound to be heard aside from the soft chirping of crickets...

And then there was Toaster crashing through a nearby wall at about thirty miles an hour bellowing something about spam. A pretty average weekend for him.

It took about a second for him to pull himself out of the rubble and look around the area, dusting himself off as he did. Of course his scan was pretty much eye level, meaning he didn’t spot someone standing just beside him and promptly proceeded to bump into them as he attempted to wander back in the direction he’d come from.