Sep 25, 2017
❛ YOU’RE KINDA intimidating with the whoosh, ❜ a mimed a swing, entire upper body twisting with his enthusiastic recreation. ❛ & armour & the yelling. you have a very loud voice, lolo. ❜
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❛ YOU’RE KINDA intimidating with the whoosh, ❜ a mimed a swing, entire upper body twisting with his enthusiastic recreation. ❛ & armour & the yelling. you have a very loud voice, lolo. ❜
sc: @honorpledged
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“This doesn’t look suspicious at all.” Just a man in a mask and a man in armor taking a little stroll. Nope. Definitely not suspicious.
bruised knuckles, the smell of BURNT metal in the air. a tang that never really left the back of one's throat once they've swallowed enough smoke. somewhere something got a little TOO violent, a little too hard to handle. overwatch's restrictions were limited these days, less and less jack could ( legally ) send his men into. conflicts they COULD resolve only dragging out the violence as overwatch sat there twiddling their thumbs.
but not this time.
❝ i miss field work, ❞ jack lamented as their victory was assured, observing the man free himself of the helmet of his armor to wipe at the sweat along his brow. blue eyes stared a little too closely, paying attention to ever detail. ❝ i don't see enough action these days. i think i'm going soft. ❞ / @honorpledged
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NO ONE IS IN REGS NO ONE AT ALL DON’T EVEN GET ME STARTED I JUST ACCEPTED IT
wasn’t it you who made a post about jack’s shoelaces on the commando and night ops skins?
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Squints also didn’t you have another OW account??? Or another account somewhere? I FEEL LIKE I RECOGNIZE YOU
// NO, I ACTUALLY. haven’t had an RP blog on tumblr since the free! fandom was big a couple years back, and all i have now is this pitiful lil jack blog
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If you do rein in 8 I'll touch ur butt
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@honorpledged
" what was it like being part of the crusaders? " he's heard bits and pieces here and there, old stories told when their spirits were low in the time of the crisis. valiant tales that made it seem as though they sprung from the middle ages rather than anytime this century. large men dressed in armor, bearing shields to protect their comrades, it certainly sounded like something out of a history text book. then again, wasn't history always bound to repeat itself?
he tosses reinhardt a bottle of water, the two of them taking a breather in between training new recruits. commander or not jack insisted on being a part of it, wanting to see first hand what the people they brought in were capable of --- wanting to be more than just some powerful figure there to give orders and bark at them if they did something wrong.
gives her a smoochum on the head !
a job well done. the gentle whir of a silent airship leading them home and away from the dangers they so previously experienced. the shatter of gunshots and explosions still rang so proud, stuck in her ears, forever echoing the wars they fought. with a folded parka on her lap, gloves sitting beside her–– she could only twiddle her fingers. there was no reaction to the battles she experienced. she still couldn’t fathom her place on the battlefield had any benefit to the war they fought. were her icicles piercing the helms of omnic extremists really something she was destined to do??
after all–– a scientist didn`t belong on the battlefield.
however, the feel of a hand clasping her shoulder and such a gentle kiss being left on the crown of her head made her stop. she looked up, doubts melting at the smile that shone brighter than the sun. a powerful man, a fearsome tank. his words boomed over the lack of assurance and bullets that yelled in her mind; you did good, mei. her cheeks flushed and she smiled, tears threatening to leak.
❛ t-thank you, reinhardt. ❜