Jan 7, 2019
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lore so “strong” it takes robin outta perma hiatus for 3 minutes
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♛ ---- JUNKERTOWN is home to many. Outcasts, misfits, individuals who have found a place to fit in in this town constructed by rebels, something the Queen herself had a part in. However, there is very little in the way of newcomers, so when even just a visitor steps through the gate, news of their presence spreads like wildfire ... and Jedda has to meet them.
The stranger is escorted to the throne room, and Jedda rises to her feet, chin held high as her brown eyes examine her guest. Her gaze flicks over toward the guard who brought her, checking for weapons he confiscated from her. ❝ Sorry to have to take those from ya -- but welcome to Junkertown! What brings ya here? ❞
( @ohcaptaiin -- starter call !! )
Happy Birthday, Mama! - Closed
@ohcaptaiin
Fareeha, being six, wasn’t exactly very good at
s t e a l t h
just yet, but she was determined to try. She’d made toast, a little burnt, but edible! And she’d tried to make tea, but hadn’t been able to reach the cupboard where her Mama kept the teabags, so she’d abandoned that idea and poured some juice instead.
After rescuing the gift she’d made (and wrapped!) herself, Fareeha hip bumped her way into Ana’s room. She set the tray with the toast, a glass of orange juice, her card and the gift on the bed, before clambering up.
“Mama! Happy birthday!” She exclaimed brightly, grinning with pride at having managed to put together something so grown-up for her Mama’s birthday.
@ohcaptaiin
It has been too long. Gerard knows better than to come empty handed.
Granted, he’d been under so much stress lately. But he’d finally felt comfortable leaving Amelie alone for a few hours to come spend time with a trusted friend of his.
The kidnapping had hurt him more than any bullet, any weapon, any torture... But he was so relieved that he ha gotten his dear, sweet wife back. Though... it was hard not to be suspicious. As relieved as he was to know Talon hadn’t harmed her as badly as they could have... why HADN’T they harmed her as badly as they could have?
That’s why he was here. Box of tea under one arm and a box of cookies under another... “Ana?” His foot rapped against her door, eager to speak with her...
@ohcaptaiin
“Captain Amari, I can’t-- I can’t seem to find the Bastion unit.” The android’s nose wrinkled, drawling lines across synthetic skin. “I need to update his software, and he’s not in his usual spot in the garden. Zenyatta has not seen him, either.”
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@ohcaptaiin
“I’ve come... to collect, Amari.”
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NOTP || Just no || Meh || Neutral || Good Potential || Ship it || OTP || JUST FUCK ALREADY || LOUD UNINTELLIGIBLE SCREAMING
// SHIT BOI I DIE. i love them so very much. romantic/platonic/queerplatonic (stares at @witnessxher), all options are so lovely and i can’t get over how much i love them together. they are two halves of a whole. soulmates. i love them together in their glory days and i love them together as two old soldiers hiding from the world. augh kill me
{ @ohcaptaiin | cont. }
He could feel the life draining from him. He’d endured many things over the course of his life - countless wounds that should have been fatal but weren’t. He was a result of the Soldier Enhancement Program, and that, combined with his outright refusal to let death take him kept him going. It was easy to forget how mortal he really was... until he reached a point like this.
He’d lost so much blood already. Never in his life had he felt so vulnerable, so weak. It was all he could do to keep his gaze on his companion, his partner-in-crime, the love of his life. Her hair, disheveled as it was by this point, truly did resemble starlight.
With the hand that wasn’t pressed against the wound in his stomach, Jack gripped her wrist. “Ana. Don’t waste that on me.”