#devilshowdy

@devilshowdy with “bad luck to lie to a comrade-in-arms.” for chris in probably a situation where he's stuck with her for a bit (:

There were a few things about her statement that almost made Chris laugh.

One, they weren’t comrades. Certainly not in arms. Chris barely knew this woman– if anything, for the better half of just under an hour while they were stuck in a section of the building that, conveniently, had been locked down on them. 

Two, bad luck came to Chris in the same way the sun rose in the sky every morning. Consistently, and effortlessly. Being stuck with someone he’d barely had a rundown on only furthered that theory. 

“A lot of assumptions in one little statement. Bold ones, at that.” Chris continued his walk around the perimeter, half a mind to her figure behind him as he peeled his eyes for anything he’d missed, anything that could get them out before he’d started charging himself at the fucking door. “If you wanna point fingers with accusations, maybe it’s better to start with telling me your name. Why you’re in here in the first place. What’s a place like this got any business dealing with someone like you?” 

It was upon his inquiries that he’d turned on his heel, his exploration disappointing. He angled his features in her direction, the questions lingering with a narrowed grace to his inspection upon her silhouette; the coating of distrust leveled itself within the scale of his brows, the expression stoic at best. 

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bob appearing with a homemade birthday cake for wuyang. ashe was dragged along, and is very much willing to pretend she had any idea- "congrats, kid! another year alive~ bob here makes th'best damn birthday cakes you'll ever eat! i insisted he make y'one." the omnic is in-fact rolling his eyes but the cake is frosted with a water symbol decoration, vanilla flavor frosting, chocolate inside. "enjoy it. eh, happy birthday." she's giving in to being a little nice. wasn't like she had anywhere better to be. a few candles popped in the top and lit with ashe's lighter. at least he'd have a good cake, and when y'didn't have family close by, it was as good as it got.

"Oh-!" Wuyang blinked, letting his shoulders drop and be at ease upon seeing the cake. "This is... wow..." Homemade! He took in every detail, finding the water motif a thoughtful touch. It's certainly one way to make a guy feel special. Can't quite say he expected this, but he sure did appreciate it!

"I mean- it's amazing! Thank you." All smiles he was. Such gestures and moments of respite, no matter how small and fleeting were meaningful. And he planned to appreciate every second.

"Bob's cooking is to die for, huh? I can't wait to dig in." Spirits lifted, he looked up at Ashe, beaming with energy. "Here, have a slice. Much as I want to, I can't eat the whole thing myself. Ooh, plates... I'll get the plates-"

"I'd totally fuck you" / weaver has my permission to just spritz her like a cat

He is just a man. A man, a simple man, draped in loose robes watering various plants he's brought into the hideout to liven up the place. Minding his business.

Silence fills the air. All but the sound of water trickling from a watering pot or the soft drip, drip, drip when his wrist tilts to stop. His smile doesn't waver, his brows do raise and his eyes glimmer something mischievous but it's all so disarmingly charming. He sets the pot down, his eyes finally tear away from her and his lips part to gasp, "Miss Ashe!" scandalised, he lays both of his arms across his chest as if to cover his body coyly.

"Is that all I am? A body for you to ogle over?"

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"all accordin' to plan." - kaeya about something that definitely did not go according to plan (:

One swift move and he's back up on his feet, casually brushing dirt off his clothes as if he wasn't not-so-gracefully tumbling on the ground mere moments ago. Kaeya hadn't had this much excitement in a while, all made possible with his new... oh, let's just say partner-in-crime.

"Bravo, you certainly showed them all who's in charge." Came the one-man applause complete with the celebratory clap of his hands. "Quite the show of finesse - the dramatic shootout and the explosive climax with that perfectly timed dynamite toss? Absolutely cinematic."

The fact that they just narrowly evaded the blast and flames themselves aside, they did make it through that skirmish mostly unscathed, and made short work of their adversaries. It was fun, genuinely. A bit of a hassle to report back to headquarters, but fun nonetheless.

"I do have one question, however..." A hand to his chin, he scanned the scene before them, some fire still going here and there. Particularly on the now damaged cargo.

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"so, 'bout that sword . . . i hear you're good with it, can y'really slice a bullet mid-air? or that just some spun rumor by folks who ain't got anythin' better to yap about?" oh, ashe wants to test those skills she's heard so much about. she ain't sure she'd readily start open firing at him for fun though. bold brow quirks to meet him, red hue skimming him up and down. had to be the cybernetics. but she can't tell if that's where the skill came from without seeing it herself. - bothers genji for no apparent reason

Genji regarded the question with a shift in his stance, head turned just so to let his gaze settle on Ashe. Like a flash of deja vu, he's sure he had a pretty similar conversation with a certain other gunslinger. Such staggering rumors were nigh impossible to let slide, it seems.

Still he obliged her with an answer, though with the mask on, it might be hard to tell if he was merely jesting or just about as intrigued (and invested) as she was.

"hey spaghetti for brains, if you think the plan could use some tweaking, speak up . . ." ashe slapped a map down on the table in front of him 'tempting to get his attention. she wasn't trying to be difficult, but if he was gonna' space out during the meeting- "come on now, we're supposed t'be in this together." a thoughtful head scratch and she sits down next to him. "you've been too damn quiet, it's freaking me out." Cole for some Deadlock daysss~ - plotted starter @devilshowdy

The echo of a slam against the desk broke Cole out of his thoughts, reciting every job they had been on within the past month; victories, failures, calls that were too close for comfort. Going down that trail only helped in planning better, to work with avoiding any casualties where they could, although sometimes he’d forget about the other person in the room. At least until she made her presence a key point of his awareness. 

“I hear ya. But you gotta do better than spaghetti for brains,” Cole responded, eyes angled towards the blonde before forcing out a breath of air from his lungs before glancing over at the map. The undertaking they were attempting to plan out was their most ambitious yet, settling the score of the claim of territory on one hand, and taking out a large threat to them on another. Too many things could go wrong, and Cole didn’t like their odds at this time. It wasn’t that he lacked faith in the gang, in the family they’d curated for themselves, but their destination was an opposing gang who had claimed some of their members in the months prior, leaving them with fewer in numbers. 

“We are in this together, that ain’t changed. Just thinkin’ over it all. Got a lotta faith in us as a whole, but tryna see the angles ‘ere. Just wanna be ready for any surprises.” Hazelnut orbs trailed off over to B.O.B lingering nearby, the big guy aiding in more jobs than he could count, saving his ass at least half a dozen times. “We sure we’re gonna be ready for this?”