#decthtcken

The past few days had been awful for everyone, Ana was gone, MIA up until that morning when her status had been officially changed to KIA. Needless to say that she had seen hide nor hair of her father, or jack, or really much of anyone as she herself had also been grieving. But all things must come to an end, so there she was, up in the night, aimlessly wandering. 

It wasn’t long until the 12 year old found her way past the bases training facilities, somewhat surprised to hear the sounds of someone inside. What wasn’t surprising was that upon looking inside, it was her father. For a while she just stood there, watching him. And then after a long moment, she spoke

Things had been going fine, better than fine even, Hana had started to gain back an upper hand in a spar with Gabriel, and, despite the bruises, was feeling fantastic.

Fantastic until she heard a sharp crack, her hands immediately going to her nose. 

Δ  - point a weapon at my muse 

D.va was in what had to be the worst possible position. The teen soldier was cornered, out of Mech, and already pretty bloodied. Somewhere in her scuffle with the malicious specter that was Reaper she had lost her bunny pistol as it skid across the pavement out of reach. And now? Now she was staring down the barrel of a shotgun.