riptire:
@climafroze ——— — unprompted .
smoke billows &. coils from the 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴 of the junker’s hunched figure; he breathes low, 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐲, the trickle of rust—flavored ichor staining the cigarette hanging 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘺 from his maw. there’s an 𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 surrounding him, eyes set on the horizon of gibraltar; until a stir behind jamison causes the 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐭 to snap out of his trance.
“ eh? ” his prosthetic reaches for the cig in his lips, the 𝐠𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐥𝐦 of his other hand smudging the blood trailing from his nose ——— — a quirk of his brow signifying the start of his 𝘣𝘰𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦, a short fuse being one of jamison’s shining virtues. “ what’dya want? i’m fuckin’ busy. ”
mei approached the door to the balcony, letting it open up to the sight of a certain blond haired junker hunkered over the edge. immediately her senses were overwhelmed with the smell of tobacco and burning hair. a smell she always expected and was consistently put off by. it certainly didn’t help that she already wasn’t in a particularly great mood due to said certain someone’s antics.
she scoffed and rolled her eyes at his more than clearly annoyed tone. like he had the right.
“ sure , busy. yeah right. ” she huffed, and took a step closer, grimacing as the stench hanging around junkrat became just a little more prominent, “ busy with what? stealing other people’s food? ”
she crossed her arms across her chest, glaring at his back, hoping he’d get the hint and turn around to actually face her.
“ is that all you’re good for? huh? causing trouble? getting into other people’s things? you’re impossible. ” she paused for a moment, almost considering leaving there to let him respond before she continued, “i had an entire weeks worth of food in there! and it’s completely gone. and i know you did it. everyone else here knows better. ”
