Asurian Artemis

Bogdan & Lazar, the two guards who were carefully patrolling the elevators on the first floor weren’t expecting visitors to come any time soon. Things were getting a bit too boring for them, but they were very well-aware that there were some certain responsibilities that needed to be taken, which is why they tried their best not to complain much about not encountering too much action or excitement like the other members seemed to do. After all, those positions of theirs granted them the privilege to drink as much as they wanted when they were off duty, so it wasn’t all bad for the comrades in white & blue.

Things got a little interesting when a mysterious, hooded lady with spiky, metal legs entered the establishment completely unannounced, though. Bogdan and Lazar have never seen someone so unusual-looking in their lives before, which, of course, made them feel even more wary about her as they placed their fingers on the triggers of their assault rifles, ready to pull them in case things became worse.

Bogdan then spoke up with a serious tone in his voice, a tone that would usually intimidate the typical frail explorer who thinks it’s a good idea to enter private properties with guards armed to the teeth.

“Stop moving, lady! Do you have any business with Mr. Lebedev for you to be walking in here?”

Fuck! Guns! The men inside had guns! She should have expected something like this, especially in a city like Miami. Sidon panicked, looking around for a tear in the fabric of spacetime to be able to make a swift exit if needed, only to find she was stuck with only the doorway as an exit point. The men were threatening to shoot her if she moved, though, so she couldn’t just take a few steps back and disappear...

Or could she? 

She very nearly began to shift backwards, eyes trained on the uniformed men in front of her- which, of course, would be hard to tell since she had no pupils- when she stopped entirely, focusing on their words. Mr. Lebedev.  Who was that? The owner of this place; their boss, surely.

And a possible opportunity to keep exploring this pristine place. She’d take what she could get, as always.

“Ye-yeah! Lebedev! I’m here to see him, we... Heh. We go way back.” Frozen in place with her hands in the air, it was sort of hard for her to smile, but she managed anyway, cheeks going pink as she did so. 

“Aah!”

Sidon jumps into the air before straightening herself out, giving Reaper a look of annoyance.

She’s landed herself in Miami again. After not visiting for a while, she’s decided she misses the warmth and neon glow of the strange city. This time, however, she’ll push her limits and find somewhere new to explore. 

She knows most people don’t take kindly to a girl with blades for legs, but who knows? Maybe they’ll think it’s some quirky fashion statement. It does seem to be the place for that kind of thing.

Leaping into his arms, Sidon squeezes into the hug before looking up at Kant with a playful brow raised. “What’s wrong with my stew?? But no, seriously! Thank you so much!” 

Sidon’s hands fly to her cheeks. She hasn’t been awake five minutes and already there’s two of her favorite things in front of her!

Junkrat wandered up to the woman and proceeded to poke one of her blades with the side of his pegleg, a heavy frown on his face while he set his hands on his hips.

“Hooly dooly. Those things are terrifyin’. Where can I get one??” He looked up to her face with a joking grin.

Although part of him was serious. He would fucking love a blade leg.

((I hope this works this time hahah xD))

((I’m so sorry I didn’t see this, darlin!!!))

Sidon jumped at the sudden contact, looking up in shock at the sight of a stranger who appeared to be on fire! Or, well, have been on fire at some point. Her first instinct, of course, is to pout and cross her arms, but she soon realizes the man means no real offense with his comment.

“Backalley clinic, I guess!” She shrugged, and although it’s a sensitive subject, she couldn’t help but smile. “Though they’re a bit of a trademark, so I’m not sure I can let you steal my look!”

Her smile widened as she realized the man was also missing a leg- and an arm!

jesus has someone been doing that? thats awful

a gohst :o