Tyrant Curator

“When did I say it’s going to be me?” She asked with a cheeky smile on her face, really trying to hide the little bit of a blush that had crept up on the top of her ears. She tried to ignore the rest of his words, sitting down at the bar beside him.

Sombra looked between the two women with vague interest, making it quite clear that she wanted to speak with the cowboy alone. She thanked the barman for her martini, taking a slow sip. It was better to take things slow and easy and not raise any suspicions. She took in the scene for a moment, listening to the music and chatter of people before turning towards McCree once again. She looked him up and down, her eyes focusing on the book. What in the world was he reading?

“Do you need one?” She asked with quite a playful tone, thankful that she did receive some sort of an answer, but this wasn’t exactly what she had hoped for. Was he really just going to dismiss her? She had to try harder. Moving a slim finger along the rim of the glass, she tried her best to make eye contact with him.

“I may be lost, but I don’t think I’ll need a whole party to help me out. I’ll settle for the pretty little thing in front of me since she’s so up ta’the task.“

Taking another drink from his glass the icy crumbled down when the table was graced with its pressure again. Now very little left in his cup. 

Sombra / Jesse

Everyone has heard of Overwatch and of Blackwatch. Everyone wanted to know more, find out what really happened behind closed doors and who was behind all this. Everyone including Talon.

There were many things Sombra could find out through the use of her skills. She could infiltrate any server, any database - but sometimes it wasn’t enough. Some things got corrupted, other were destroyed and some even never recorded in the first place. In order to find out anything new she had to go to the source. And there were not many sources she knew about… well, that is until she came across Jesse McCree’ s name in one of the report files. Perfect.

It didn’t take long to track him down - It wasn’t exactly as if he was trying to hide too much.

“You can do it.” She muttered to herself as she stepped out onto the street. Sombra certainly didn’t really look herself, dressed in a casual enough, nice purple dress. These days she certainly preferred more comfortable things than this. It didn’t take her long to reach the bar Jesse was in.

The noise of people hit her as soon as the door was opened, reminding her a little bit of bees buzzing around. There he was, sitting at the bar. Alone. It was unmistakably McCree.

“One martini.” She said as she reached the barman, handing him a note. A little smile played on her face as she took a seat beside Jesse. In reality she was a little nervous about this whole thing. It was certainly important not to screw up.

Western music played softly, and McCree looked completely at home. Carefully nursing a dark liquor he sat reading a book. Red cover, golden letters on the spine that were hard to read with his hand covering all but the word ‘Art’ . As Sombra came by his table he looked up, book stationary as well as his head, only his eyes coming to reach her. Watching her for a moment he left her in suspense. Steadily bringing his wide glass to his lips and taking a slow drink from it. 

Lotus looked up, gulped nervous, her ears dropped a bit, he sure was huge compared to her.

“N-no, sir” she simply replied, she needed to keep herself in check, the wrong thing might make him mad and she rather not see that side of him, she wasn’t sure if she should be thankful or afraid.

She already felt awkward to stand there with him in front of her and the rest just looking at them.

Still close to her Ganondorf looked up and shouted. “Merovia! Come!” Then a Gerudo woman rushed towards them, stopping maybe eight feet away from Lotus’s back with a kneel to the ground. ”Your highness.” She said softly, dressed in the same fine garb as the court, hers a green and golden. The king turned away and began to head back to his throne, instructing her on what to do next. “Take her to a room. Make sure she doesn’t get lost.” There Merovia repeated herself again.

“I did learn his name, I believe his clients address him as Harok, I also remember his face” she said to him. She wasn’t sure if could help since she lost track after she escaped.

She wasn’t sure why he want to help her, after all she were an outsider. She also noticed how many women that were there, she didn’t dare ask if he was the only man there, she didn’t wanted to sound rude.

“Then Harok the Slaver will die.“ The king decreed to a hushed room. The women keeping eyes front, afraid of upsetting their wrathful king further. “You will stay here and identify him.“ Standing from his large throne he began to walk closer and closer. Taller than the amazonian height he looked down to her, not by an extreme height but at his solid stature it was a head over hers. 

Lotus frowned a bit “I have no family sir, my parents died when I was a mere infant, I was escaping from a man that were selling people as slaves” she said. not daring to look at him in the eyes.

“I don’t have any place to go”

She noticed a few people whispering when she told that, probably for pity and also surprised since she survived on her own for ages, he didn’t care for what others said since she were used to be judge for being an hybrid child, she only knew by her father’s side that she were an Hylian but she knew nothing of her mother’s origins.

“Has my court lost it’s sense of dignity!?“ He shouted out his right hand now glowing as his rage boiled up. “This is not some Hylian Ball where gossip is tolerated! All will be silent until they’re spoken to!“ The women of his room went quiet stopping whatever words they were sharing about Lotus. Calming as quick as he could he sighed out. 

Oh gods, not again.

Deer... Greek... Diety? No...

Lotus froze at the sight of Ganondorf on his throne. She heard things about him yet she never expected to meet him in person, she keep the advice the other woman give her, despise being tall as any other Gerudo woman, Lotus have the exact same features as a Hyrule’s women had, golden hair, pale skin, elf ears and green eyes as well.

“Oh hmm, yes they have, your highness” she simply replied with a bow. She were in front of a king after all.

Still something were bugging her about that place, a few women there looked like her dead mother, but She lotus were just a kid so she could barely remember her face.

Giving a smile he slumped in as he rested his elbow on his knee and looked over the strange hylian girl for the first time in person. Those eyes powerful in scope and as if they were absorbing all information they could from her look and face. ”Tell me, what brought you into my borders? Do you perhaps have family here in the Gerudo Valley?”

“If so I’m terribly sorry that you fell in the desert. Perhaps we could arrange some transport if you were looking for someone. Within reason of course.“