Fly like an Egyptian

Selective/Private/Independent roleplay blog for Pharah/Talon!Pharah (aka Fareeha Amari) from Blizzard's Overwatch. Penned and loved by Ree.

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《☾♙☽》                                                                                              &&the pawn

tracer gives her comrade a weak smile, tilting her head so that hand of fareehas can cover more surface. any touch is welcome after what she’s been through, and seeing her old friend here with her now has her practically jumping for joy.

❝ you’re awfully nice. what happened? did dr o’deodorant give you happy drugs or somethin?  ❞

she jests, chuckling to herself,

❝ of course i’m here. i’ve been here since the accident. talon saved me. morrison and his lackeys were gonna leave me for dead in that plane. but now i’m here and you are too! although i’m supposed to be clearing out this room for you. got my own space an’ everything!  ❞

                                ❝ what happened to you, anyways?  ❞

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"I... don't remember. I was asleep, in bed, and woke up here. She was talking to me, starting to do things. She's... rather bizarre, I'll give her that."

And her voice... it made Fareeha's heart skip a beat. In fear, and in wonder. She feels her cheeks begin to burn slightly, with the embers of a blush.

She kept her hand on Lena's head, running her fingers over gently to ruffle her hair a little. She was pleased to hear that Lena was safe, and somewhat happy in this strange new place. Her attention was peaked by the mention of a room. Finally, a space to herself.

"I can help you, rascal."

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《☾♙☽》                                                                                              &&the pawn

the girl had known about her doctor’s latest endeavor for a long time, but never had she seen the actual experiment. it wouldn’t be until weeks later when she was tasked with cleaning out her room at the medical lab during her transition to her own space, her own room. it is not until she opens the door to the medbay that she knows who it is. 

                                               ❝ amari? ❞

she can hardly believe her eyes. if it weren’t for the very real woman before her, sporting a Talon emblem, she would’ve gone rabid. tracer sets down a bin set for her clothing and rushes over to the newcomer, surveying what the doctors had done to her. 

   ❝ i didn’t know that you were here, luv. i woulda come an’ seen you sooner.  ❞

                                ❝ im glad talon saved you, though.   ❞

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The soldier looked down on the little one as she bounced over, as though there was anything interesting to see. Memory fuzzy until she stops in front of her, Fareeha takes a defensive tone of voice.

"Who the hell are-- ...You."

Raising an eyebrow, her expression softens to a friendly gaze as a prosthetic hand lifts to pat the head of the little puppy of a girl who stood beneath her.

"I suppose you could call it a saving. That doctor isn't what you'd call a saviour, though..."

She chuckles, happy to see her little scamp again.

"She told me you were here. At first I didn't believe her."