Fearless Faun

[ Overwatch OC RP/Ask Blog ] +18 / Semi-Selective / Multi-ship, Multi-fandom + M!A Friendly Written by Sep "When the faun comes running, get the f*ck out of her way."

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☯ He’d nod his head, just observing the other’s mannerisms, how they moved, how their hair flipped, he just couldn’t look away.

However when the other spoke their request, he’d chuckle, leaning into her, his face inches away from her own, “Oh….did I forget to mention that this is partially a nude beach? Perhaps you should partake in that hmm? Show off those lovely thighs and hips….or you could just stay here with me…” he’d remark, a dark snicker escaping his form. ☯

She blinked dumbly at Genji for a moment, then glanced down at her clothes. “I suppose I could be persuaded to stay?” She offered up, figuring it was worth a shot. Such a cutie, and such a flirt at that...why not? She always wanted to broaden her horizons, after all.

And even if he was just teasing, a nude beach could be fun. Get rid of some of those pesky tan lines the quick, easy way. Get sunburns on her tits. You know. Fun times.

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New apron i painted for the workings at the wonderful world of the Home Depot.

Must temper my suffering with the fancy aprons

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Vic was in disbelief at first. Faun didn’t seem like the type of person that would come from an extravagant background, even though he just met her. To Vic, she appeared much more humble and down to earth.

“Really? You were from a rich family? You don’ seem like the rich an’ fancy type.” He said with a short chuckle. “As for me, I came from the terrible cesspool that is King’s Row.” Vic said with disgust. His dislike for his home city was apparent.

“All that bloody city did was harden my resolve to help out the omnics. In all honesty, I was sort of…a vigilante over there actually.” He admitted.

“I never really fit in with my family,” she admitted, shrugging. “I didn’t like how we lived. It was boring, empty. Kinda the black sheep of the family. No pun intended.” She gestured vaguely up to her horns. Oh, if only her parents could see her now. They would be absolutely furious...which was exactly why she kept doing what she was doing. Such awful people, they were.

“I’ve been to King’s Row a time or two. Never liked it there. Such a dark city, full of hate...” Shaking her head, she smiled at Vic. “Being a vigilante can be good. Sometimes, all it takes is being a symbol for someone weaker to rise up. I’m not quite at vigilante status yet, I’m sure, but hey, more power to you.” She liked Vic so far. Seemed like an honest guy with good morals. It was good to see there were many more people like her than what she previously thought.

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☯ A soft chuckle.

“A flirt is someone who speaks soft words and does not have the looks nor the charm to back it up, I’m a lover, one who loves many and makes sure to treat each and every love with the same amount of love as the last.” he’d whisper, before leaning over and pressing his lips against the other’s cheek and slowly pulling away.

“Now a doe as beautiful as yourself, you deserve much more than just flirtation.” he’d coo at the other, a small snicker escaping his form after speaking. ☯

“Oh do I?” She managed to ask, trying to sound dry and aloof, but it mostly came out garbled and shaky. The world outside was so much different than what she was used to, and when faced with such a smooth bastard, it was a little hard to handle.

Uncertain enough, she dragged some of her hair over her shoulder, fiddling with it, just to have something to do with her hands. She hadn’t expected to come onto the beach and stumble across someone like Genji, some kind of playboy that knew exactly how to make her fumble, but here she was.

“Hey so...do you mind if I maybe change into my bathing suit here? I didn’t really have a place to change before...” There we go, change the subject. She was so goddamn awkward.

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“From my experience with what went on in King’s Row, it takes only a few people to make a movement or start a revolution. Then you just get more an’ more people as time goes by. Yes, it can attract alota bad influences but you have to watch out for tha, an’ possibly fight it.” He spoke, raising his fist in the air.

“We have to…as the Americans say…’Fight the Power.’“ Vic said with a smirk.

“So, where are you from?” He asked.

She chuckled at that, focusing on eating for a moment before shrugging. “I’m from California originally. Lived in some high end area before I managed to get out, start doing something useful with my life. I’m still getting used to it.” 

It was a wonderful change, going from the riches and the sheltered life to something more open, more honest. Yes, she was in more danger than she used to be, but in her eyes, it was a fair tradeoff for what she had become. No one needed that much money to be happy.

“What about you? Where did you come from?” 

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☯  He’d nod his head as he closed the door behind the other, and soon he made his way out to the patio in the back, or at least the little walkway he had attached to his house so he could look out.

“I like it here, it’s quiet, and it allows me to gaze upon the sea, whether that is to meditate or just to gaze, and it also allows me to meet some very lovely people, and doe such as yourself, such as yourself indeed.” he’d remark, gazing towards the other with the same soft smile, his cheeks red with color from the sun and heat. ☯

What a flirt. Smiling and shaking her head, she walked more assuredly over the solid floor, joining the man on the patio, leaning against the railing beside him. Nice view, nice and peaceful...She really should consider finding some place to settle for a while, but the lure of traveling far and wide was far too tempting to someone who had spent most of their life being cooped up.

“Flirt,” she finally said, smiling at Genji. “You do it well.” She’d thought she wouldn’t like being called a deer in some manner, but it suited her just fine. She rather liked the comparison. Made her feel more graceful than she was.

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☯ He’d let out a load of snickers from his mouth as the other spoke about dying.

“Yeah it seems as though lots of people I know have come back from the dead, so don’t feel bad, I’m not technically alive, but damn if I don’t look good for a half dead man eh?” he’d remark, nudging her with a shoulder before patting her once again on the shoulder, soon pacing towards the beach, gesturing for her to follow him to a small hut of sorts, like a small home on the waterfront.

“Come on in.” he’d remark, waving a hand. ☯

“Seems its a popular trend,” she laughed weakly, trailing after, arms pinwheeling as she stumbled through the sands. Awkward. Totally awkward. Clearing her throat, she managed to make it to the hut, bracing herself on the wall and only barely managing to make it not look like she was a bumbling drunk. Barely.

“Thank you for your hospitality,” she managed to burble out. Awkward. “So you live on this beach? Nice view, easy access...must be nice!” She was so great at conversation. This was why she mostly just headbutted people.

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☯ Another small laugh would escape the Nomad as he saw the other’s cheeks lighting up quickly, his smile quickly widening as he patted her on the shoulders. “Red’s a good color.” he’d whisper as he leaned in before leaning back and folding his arms, gazing around a bit.

“Faun, a lovely name for a lovely doe.” he’d state, before nodding his head, “Good choice, this place is beautiful, and why yes, I am a local of sorts, though technically I’m a local of everywhere, a Nomad’s home is wherever he goes, but hopefully that place he goes is not a grave, been there done that.” he’d remark with a snort. ☯

Goddamn flirt. She let out a faint gurgle as he acknowledged that she was as red as an apple, turning her face away. Weak, weak woman. Back before, men flirted by talking about how big their mansion was or if she wanted to go for a ride on their yacht. Boring. This was...a little better.

“Lovely doe goddammit,” she grumbled, looking down at her hooves. Stupid flirt. Going to be the death of her. “You sound like a very interesting man,” she finally decided to say, noting her voice was a little wobbly. Horrible. “I’m just starting out on my own adventures, but hey...I got to see a grave from a fairly short distance? I didn’t actually...” She was sounding awkward as hell. “Um. I kinda. Um. Died. Too.” Good conversation starter. Smooth.

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☯ He’d continue to grasp onto the other’s hand, allowing them to get steady, and yet he still lingered, maybe enjoying the touch, but eventually he let go, before shaking his head at the other’s question.

“Of course you aren’t, and it’s not my private beach, it’s for those who are seeking peace….and a good bit of relaxation.” he’d remark, a small chuckle escaping his mouth as he lifted up her hand once again, pressing his lips against her hand before pulling away.

“My name is Genji, it’s a pleasure to meet you madame.” he’d remark with a soft smile. ☯

Oh. The lingering touch was enough to make her blush, but the kiss and his words and his smile certainly didn’t help. She coughed nervously as she felt her cheeks heat up horrifyingly quickly.

“Um. I’m Faun. Well, Sep actually, but I go by Faun. Which is why I...told you. Um. Nice to meet you too?” Damn charmers were going to be the death of her. Getting out of her old life had done nothing to prepare her for other personalities. She was...well, as innocent as a lamb in some matters. Charming men were one such matter.

“But yeah, relaxing is uh...good. I haven’t been to a beach in years, so when I found myself here, I thought I’d give it another try. Are you local?”

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☯  “It appears someone is having a bit of trouble with their hooves.” a voice would remark from nearby, and soon the owner of the voice would reveal themselves, being a short man, in shorts and a tank top.

“You were probably expecting some conniving villain to appear from the darkness and taunt you weren’t you? Nope, just a nomad in shorts.” he’d remark, a smile spreading across his face before he paced over to the other, offering a hand to help them. ☯

“Wouldn’t be the first time,” she laughed softly, eyeing up the nomad before taking his hand, using it to steady herself and haul her hooves out of the sand, trying to splay the cloven shape wider, to support her.

“Thanks for the assist, nomad,” Faun finally decided to stay, unsure if she was still allowed to use his hand or if she was required to let it go. Either way, he was better dressed for the beach than she was. She had a bathing suit packed in her backpack, but she still had yet to change in to it.

“Did I uh...ruin your private beach?” She finally asked, glancing down the way and noting a few other bathers further down.

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Well she was stupid. Last time she was on a beach, she had feet. Now she had these damn narrow hooves and she looked like a baby deer again. Each step sank far deeper than she wanted it to, making her wobble and flail as she just tried to reach the crystal clear water.

She’d finally found her way someplace nice, without fighting anyone, and here she was, falling all over this romantic beach by herself. She was going to end up smothering herself in sand before she even made it to the water. Horrifying.

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Vic obtained a noodle bowl from the human cook. He bowed his head slightly before finding a table to sit down next to.

“Indeed. With the technology that’s available now, you can even become a full cyborg. Like that one ninja…I think his name is Genji? An’ it’s a funny story too. A shambali monk took him in an’ helped him accept his new body.” Vic said, looking up at Faun before glancing down at his meal.

“They wanted to kill omnics in that explosion? Meh, humans do all sorts of cruel things all the time. If they’re angry, startin’ more violence just makes matters worse.” Vic made a dismissive hand gesture. “You said it turned out to be okay? No one else was injured I hope?” He asked.

“One of the omnics claimed I kicked him out of the way and saved him...but otherwise, they wouldn’t tell me if there were any casualties.” She sighed heavily, slumping a little as she sat down with her own food. “I hope there weren’t any more besides me. They didn’t deserve the attack, not one bit.”

So far, they never did. The peaceful, innocent omnics just wanted to be respected, and even that was hard to obtain. Faun ate slowly, thinking seriously about the whole thing. “Well, if there’s a few of us who can become one with it all, then maybe more can follow.”