♥ BIOSHOCK SENTENCE STARTERS | ACCEPTING

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“Jesse, nothing else makes you.”

Though she had work to do, Athena took a moment to glance up from her sewing. The man’s serape hung between her fingers. Those worn edges had gone on too long, and she would not allow him to be seen in such a disarray. Still, better physically disheveled than mentally, she supposed. Athena placed the needle within a small bunched up portion of cloth, clasped her hands together.

“And what do you mean something like me? You are one of the most important people in my life, Jesse. You’re the boy I watched grow from a twig of a thing into a hell raiser that would have made even Reyes proud. I know you’ve made me proud.”

His drink is amber, a gorgeous color and probably distilled in some sunny hill where not much crime is scene besides the occasional extra sip to make sure it tastes right. Sombra’s is darker, aged twice what Jesse is drinking and it burns her lips and numbs her throat but this is one of the poison’s she’s chosen tonight. 

“What does it matter though, if we’re just left with nothing in the end.”

She finishes her first two fingers of aged bourbon and sets the crystal at the glass and raises a gloved hand at the omnic bartender for another with a mumble of ‘one more for my cowboy here,’ and the omnic bows their head and continues. Sombra smiles, her implants giving a faint extra shimmer along her head.

“What I’ve done,” she starts when she finally looks up to meet his eyes, “is bring my country back from hell and learn to fight for itself. My stories are real, are founded and mostly good.” She laughs at the imagery of LumeriCo falling at her feet and wets her lips with a swipe of her tongue. 

Jack tiredly makes his way into the kitchen, visor clipped on already this morning and he’s dressed, ready to go. He moves around other tired agents to get to the coffee machine. The door opens after and Jesse enters.

Since he’s nicer than the other man, Jack fills a second mug for the sharpshooter.

He watches the other sit down. “Here.” he says gruffly, setting the mug at McCree’s elbow. Jack goes about adding milk and some sugar to his own before sitting down beside Jesse. “You’re up early” his draws, looking at the other across the edge of his mug.

relate…able. being on vacation is fucking w my rp literally jsut bc i…play ow all day instead. horrible. horrible.

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A bright laugh leaves her and she goes limp. “I don’t even have a choice, you’re too heavy, merde--” she throws a hand over her face and laughs, pretending she can’t breath.

Eventually she settles down and does find a comfortable spot. She takes Jesse’s hat off and throws it onto the table, movie playing in the background, Amelie reads while the other watches. “God you are heavy” she teases when she tries to get up to find him dozing and she nearly doesn’t have the heart to get up, but she can hear him snuffle awake and he shifts for her. So she puts a pillow under his head and wanders off to get some tea