#refrxctive

Talon chasing her and Harlow wasn’t surprising. How many they sent was, though. As much as she wanted to end the fighting then and there, she knew she had to get them out. Harlow needed to be safe. She hadn’t hesitated to push the scientist towards the emergency stairs, yelling for them to run. After they entered, she slammed the door closed, ignoring the bullets that hit the metal. A large part of her hoped that they didn’t turn back and catch her breaking the door latch as to slow the troopers down.

"I can hack... but I'm not like Sombra who does it in seconds. It'll take a few minutes. Which I wonder if we have those minutes. And I honestly don't want to alarm the whole building if I break a code of security." The blonde lifts the wrist and a hologram of a screen on his wristwatch appears. He types quickly with his meaty hand. Soon after, the hologram of the place where they had entered appears. And in red the room they were trapped in.

"We're close to the terrace. We can climb up and escape. Have you seen those old spy movies? We can test those crazy theories from action movies. It's risky but it's an option. I don't see anything around that we can use as an escape. Well I can blow the door... but again security code. So what do you prefer? Not safe for work or Safe for work?"

❝ N'Harlow! Come here! ❞ Niran waves from his table, a veritable spread of fresh ingredients and a portable stove. He's collected so many vegan recipes from his travels but never had the time to make them, so with a break in his schedule, he's going to master some of these! Finally!

All he needs is a hungry, hungry helper. ❝ When was the last time you ate? ❞ »•»𑁍«•«

ㅤthough they'd never been one to believe in the paranormal, the sight of a disembodied arm hovering in the air did make byan question that lack of belief for all of a moment. after that, the entire person appearing out of nowhere a split-second later was somehow less shocking and even a little bit of a relief. there was just something less alarming about it being a whole, real person and not some inexplicable floating severed limb.

ㅤㅤ" field testing, "ㅤthey repeated incredulously, tense muscles relaxing slightly as their surprise slowly began to subside. curiosity lit their eyes, and they looked over the bizarre suit the stranger wore with growing intrigue. invisibility was extremely relevant to their interests, as a kid who made things like burglary into one of their hobbies, but it wasn't the sort of thing they'd have ever thought was possible. stepping closer in an effort to get a better look, there was a tug at the corner of their mouth.

belated bday | @refrxctive

hanzo's gotten three hours of sleep in the past three days, kept awake by his own hauntings, choking in twisted sheets over an existentialism he doesn't see a clear end to. so in this existence where he feels entirely alone and lives his days as such in his own attempt at redemption, it's no less jarring that genji speaks of his birthday, still.

he stares, tired and borderline perplexed. he's never spoken to this person before. he knows who they are because he's stalked overwatch long enough to take it apart from the inside out, but he can't find any reason why someone who knows nothing of him ( or alternatively, someone that knows enough ) would go out of their way to say happy birthday.

" ... thank you," he finally says, voice hoarse and heavy from unuse. then he turns, propels himself out of line of sight and takes the high ground before anyone else decides to be friendly.