breath of fire & poison.

independent overwatch original character. penned by harley.

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         ❛      rituals ?    ❜    brows crease , with confusion , though go lax once more when she realizes that it was SARCASM.       ❛      yer not tryin` to clone me , are you ? y` could jus` ask me out , love. MUCH easier than `avin` to deal with that entire WHICH OF YOU IS TH` REAL ONE , bit. never ends well. plus `m a better kisser. clones never get th` LITTLE details right.    ❜   digits drum `gainst the seat she’s taken solace in ; akin to a second HOME she sits in it so much. so many tests. so much worrying. you have one little WARP - DRIVE rupture &. suddenly you’re the base’s HOTTEST TOPIC.

        hues dart to where doctor points , crown tilting at the sight of her own brainwave activity. was it supposed to look so     ……    bright ?            ❛      sooooo   ………….  you’re sayin` , what ? ah` think faster than everyone else ? like ADHD or somethin` ? would explain why TEN BILLION thoughts pop in m` head all at once. like `ow ah` forgot t` shut th` bloody fridge back home. oh th` dog is gonna get in there today    …….    ❜    the second question derails already ESTRANGED thinking pattern ; crown giving a slight shake as hands rose in mock surrender. 

         ❛     me ? avoid tests ? a - ah` would NEVER.     ❜     last word being drawn out for emphasis.     ❛      `aven’t been depressed or th` like since    …..   wow , since me an` ems split. other than that , ah` like t` think `m nothin` but WIDE EYES an` all grins ! an` that bit of radiant annoyance that everyone loves.    ❜   she grins though its only to hide the hushed sigh under her breath. depressed she may not be , but that doesn’t stop that fleeting feeling of being nothing more than a LAB RAT.  index rises       …..       curling back towards palm before next thought could be made into words.           ❛      th` last time someone told me ah` could hide with `em , we ended up datin` for a few years , love   ————————–   she was a medical student too   ….   my god , do ah` have a type ? ER   ……   ah` appreciate it ! but there’s no use hidin` from th` captain or th` commander. they jus`   …..  KNOW when it comes t` me.   ❜

   Having a second Lena running around sounds a bit tiring, and if the clone wouldn’t kiss as well as the real one, what’s the point? Of course, she doesn’t actually know how to clone anyone, and she’s rather sure it would end up like a horror movie, where the clone turns into a zombie and eats her. She doesn’t want that. She is, however, a little intrigued by the idea of finding out what those little details Lena speaks of are. She shakes the thought of kissing Lena out of her mind -- what is wrong with her, imagining something like that? -- and presses on.

   ❝ Hopefully you weren’t keeping any chocolate in there, then, ❞ she remarks, amusement gracing her tone. She’s not sure if Lena is joking or if she really left the fridge open, but knowing the pilot, it’s believable she did. ❝ But yes, it is somewhat similar to ADHD. As a neurologist I would recommend medication to help you keep focus, but as a friend, I would recommend staying away from ADHD medication. You’ll feel slowed down, definitely, but that’s because it kind of... puts a fog in your mind. I think you’re fine as you are, so long as you feel alright. ❞

   Emerald eyes widen a bit, eyebrows raised as lips curl upward. The way Lena’s mind works is truly fascinating, and Marisol can’t help but giggle as she watches the girl wonder aloud if she has a type. ❝ I mean, if it happens it happens, right? ❞ She shrugs, teasing, but there is some truth in her words. She’s always been rather easygoing on the romantic front, which is likely why she’s had so many girlfriends, and Lena is adorable. ❝ I suppose you have a point there. Hopefully it’s not because they have a tracking device implanted in your leg. Amari seems almost scary enough to do that. ❞

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          when they said your entire life could change in mere SECONDS , they sure as hell weren’t kidding. ( whoever th` first bloke was t` coin that phrase must have had one AWFUL day. ) from pilot , to TIME TRAVELER , to test subject      ———————–      even if her own interests were at mind during the entire procedure ; one can’t help but look back on how things were only WEEKS ago.     ❛      ———–  do ah` have t` put those STICKY PADS on m` head again ? ah` swear ah` pulled out baby hairs last time    ……….    ❜      orbs attempt to look up at own bangs , giving a quick BLOW to move strands from view.

          ❛      normal for me is borderline WONKY for everyone else ; insane even     …..    you’re not gonna tell me i’m a bloody TELEPATH now are you ?    ❜     there’s a pause as brows KNIT &. limbs cross      …….      only to have a breathy snort break the entire routine. ( never could keep a straight face long   —–   )       ❛     ———–   `cause then ah` would `ave checked off everything on th` CLICHE SUPERHERO BACKSTORY checklist. tragic accident. goverment hush - hush business. NEW superpower       —————    they could make bloody comics about me.    ❜   thumb &. index grip at chin with pilot now trailing off , lost in own THOUGHT once more. if she’d been focusing on the monitor , she’d probably even note how the wavelengths SHIFTED with every stray thought     ———-

           ——–     snapping back to reality &. scratching at the nape of neck.      ❛      feelin` ? well , like a truck hit me. but other than that , right as rain , love. or is this th` part where `m supposed t` say `m suffering from CRIPPLING DEPRESSION or NIGHT TERRORS or something       …………      `m NOT though ! cause then you an` angie would `ave a FIELD DAY with givin` me more tests. y` do realize m` bum goes numb workin` with you two , right ?    ❜  

   A light giggle trickles from the neurologist’s lips. She knows all too well what a pain those stickers can be, so she would only wish it upon her enemies, and Lena is not her enemy. How could she be when she is such a delight to be around? Never before has she known someone with such a bright personality -- bright enough to outshine the sun. She has no idea how she can keep it up the way she does. ❝ Not today, so no worries. I don’t need any more of your baby hairs for my rituals. ❞ A wink, and her focus is back on the task at hand.

   That snort has Marisol’s lips curling upward again, and the entire rant keeps it plastered to her face. Comics about Lena would be really cool, she thinks, and silently she hopes for someone to make those. ❝ Normal for you is definitely pretty different from the baseline, yes, but at least we seem to be keeping things relatively stable. If you look here, ❞ With a pointed nail, she circles a brightened section on the brain scan, ❝ this shows an increase in brain activity. You’re probably well aware of this on your own end, but what it tells me is that you think more rapidly than most people do. ❞ It’s hardly shocking, with how the woman seems to jump from one thought to another far too quickly.

   ❝ You’re not just saying that to avoid our tests, are you? ❞ Marisol teases, closing out the screens and pulling the pen from the clipboard in her arm, jotting some things down in neat, cursive handwriting. ❝ If you were suffering from depression, it would show on your brain scans. I’m glad to hear you’re alright, though. I know you’re under a lot of stress, and if I had more authority, I’d tell them to give you a break already. You’re always welcome to come hide out with me, you know? If they come looking for you, I’ll tell them I’ve never heard of a ❛ Lena Oxton. ❜ ❞

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// i’m already learning that writing for canon characters as an OC is Difficult(tm)

that being said, if i write something you guys are not Cool with please?? let me know??

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   Rising from her rolling chair, Marisol smooths out her lab coat and picks up the clipboard resting upon her desk. She flashes her guest a smile as she turns toward her. ❝ Good morning, Miss Oxton, ❞ she greets, waving for the young woman to follow as she approaches a large monitor hanging from the wall. ❝ I have the results of your latest brain scan. ❞

   Since Tracer’s start in the Slipstream program ( and particularly after her mishap ) Marisol has worked as her neurologist, taking regular scans of her brain and being sure everything is as normal as it can be. She has found Oxton to be one of the most interesting subjects she’s ever studied, if not the most interesting -- though Morrison and Reyes are certainly in the running.

   ❝ Everything looks pretty normal -- for you, anyway, ❞ she says, and while the words hold no malice, her tone is almost teasing. Regardless, she continues, manicured nails tapping away at the monitor, bringing up images of a brain, scanned at various angles, some sections highlighted. ❝ How have you been feeling, Miss Oxton? ❞

              @timelckd / ❤

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   It’s a strange thing to revive a fallen organization, especially under illegal circumstances. Marisol knew that in accepting the invitation to return she was agreeing to break the law, but it hardly gave her pause; how could it, when Ov.erwatch had been what she dreamed of when she was young? If it’s coming back, she’s going to be there.

   There is no shortage of new faces, and one rather cute face happened to be someone famous, someone who not only fights in the South Korean army, but has made a name for herself as a professional gamer, something Marisol thinks is so cool. She’s not always on base with Ov.erwatch, so the neurologist isn’t about to miss this opportunity when she is. Fortunately, there is no shyness to be found within Marisol even upon meeting a celebrity. ❝ Excuse me, Miss Song? Or should I call you D.Va? ❞

   There’s a rare bright smile upon full, glossy lips as she greets the young soldier as politely as she can manage, being how she is. ❝ My name is Marisol Vega, I’m Ov.erwatch’s neurologist, and I work as a field medic when needed. I’ll actually be joining you on tomorrow’s mission, so I thought I would introduce myself. I was on my way to the cafeteria, would you care to join me? ❞

              @plcytowin / ❤

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   Her time with Ov.erwatch has been a lot of things. Stressful, primarily -- never before has she had such a strong presence breathing down her neck as she works. While the U.N. is a more distant observer, their strict set of rules for her work in the lab feels like a constant weight upon her shoulders. She’s worked through it the best she can, but there are times where she needs to turn to someone she considers an authority, someone she has actually begun to respect.

   In Blackwatch, Moira is able to stay in the shadows, though surely she has a rule set to stick to as well. However, Marisol wonders if she’s been able to find loopholes in the system, something to make things less restrictive.

   Her footsteps are light as she makes her way down various hallways, clipboard folded in her arm. She has discovered a sense of admiration for the geneticist, and there is so much she wishes to learn from her, should they ever have enough time to spare. With a firm rap upon the door, the neurologist waits to be granted access. ❝ It’s Marisol! ❞

              @nuclectide / ❤

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   ❝ Ah -- !! ❞ Manicured hand to her chest, the neurologist lets out a huff. A woman has unmistakably just appeared near her, seemingly out of thin air. Marisol has seen a number of odd things in her thirty-some years, but not once has she witnessed something like this. Moira did not tell her there was a... magician on base when she had her show up. ❝ How many people have you killed by heart attack with that trick?? ❞

               @infiltrcdo / ❤

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☆ THE ONLY THING THAT’S EVER STOPPING ME IS ME!

                                 indie Overwatch original character; penned by Harley.                                                              ( template credit )

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