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“whose blood is that?” (som)
“Mine. That fucker got to me before Gabe put two rounds in his ass.“
Sombra let out a shaky breath, swabbing at the large cut across her chest with a cotton swab soggy with alcohol and blood. She dropped it by a small pile by her side and began trying to thread a needle with shaky hands. She glanced over her shoulder, a pained glare in her eyes. She didn’t like anyone seeing her so vulnerable.
“Why are you here?“
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It had finally happened. Fareeha "Pharah" Amari had joined Overwatch. It was illegal as fuck, and she was not sorry. Childhood Dream: Realized.
The Raptora had stayed with Helix. All she owned in the world fit in one duffel bag, so moving in took about an hour. Half of that hour was a nap. Rested and ready to go, she walked down to the kitchen to make a shopping list. She may not have owned many things, but Helix had payed well enough that she had about two years' of living expenses saved up. Fareeha wondered if the corner mart an hour away would still recognize her.
She was muttering to herself about flour and yeast when she heard light footsteps approaching. She peered up to see who it was, only mildly embarrassed to be in the basketball shorts and tan cotton tee she called pajamas.
“Lena Oxton?”
They hadn’t known each other very well. Fareeha had left for the army long before this woman had joined Overwatch, but her face and name were familiar from stories Amari had heard from other Overwatch agents.
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“Even you cannot slip by undetected here... Tracer, was it?”
The girl had managed to slip past the majority of her defense systems, but as long as Iris was in her home, as damaged as it may be, no technology could get past her.
“I suppose Overwatch is aware of my presence here. Please understand, I cannot allow you to damage my systems if that is your intention”
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Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text.
[text: Blink] Lena..
[text: Blink] Hlep..
[text: Blink] I think I .. lost my shoe.
Closed rp
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The team had been through a long, and very boring mission of escorting some cargo across the town and while they had little enemies to fight, it still drained Lucio. But finding Tracer, he pulled the British girl aside and asked if she’d want to go to a strip club with him and unwind. Lucio explained how it was a mixed gender club that served really good food and had a fun atmosphere, hoping she’d be interested in going, it was never fun going alone after all.
“So, what do ya say? Wanna go with me?”
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“They're using my photograph to give hope where there is none.” (that meme from a bit ago)
McCree shrugged and just offered Lena a bottle of whiskey. “What makes you so sure there’s no hope?”
“Fuck off.” (that talonwatch meme, also HI)
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“How very eloquent. Now, if you try anything, just know all it needs is one yank and it’s back into chronal dissociation for you.”, he said, gently wiggling his blade where he had jammed it between her body and her chronal accelerator, letting her know that if she tried /anything/ he’d slice the chronal accelerator in half.
" I'm dying." (for sombra)
“I know.“
Sombra squatted down next to the agent and pulled up her screens. That Ziegler doctor wasn’t in the area and the hacker wasn’t sure how long Tracer would last without medical attention. Araña had done a thorough job…
“Want me to write your will?”
