loyal to the MISSION.

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ok i’m going to go remake this blog bye

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tfw i’m getting my athena muse back simply because she’d be the best overwatch character ever

[hotarunohono-archived-deactivat]

The worst thing is that                                       they aren’t even nightmares                                                                                           they’re memories.

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refridgerator:

i only accept apologies in cash

[dailymarvel]

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You’ll break them. Only the breakable ones.

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bonafidegrit.

Finally she looks to the Gladiator, even if it’s only in a fleeting glance, tawny eyes taking in how the metal shines against her skin. There’s a faint smile in that thought, a somewhat lesser to her usual predatory smirk. At the question Nisha pauses. So many other stories she could make up, and still she settles for the truth. ‘ There’s a smith I managed to track down; makes custom things. So I drew it up an’ he put in the details. ’ She keeps out the part where she threatened his life if it wasn’t exactly right, or the knife she continuously held at his ear for added incentive.

“Really now? I assume it wasn’t as easy as that. I feel like you left out the part where you constantly threatened his life.” She doesn’t sound angry about it-- she just sounds amused and rather playful. The amusement soon turns into embarrassment, though. She’s not used to getting gifts so of course she didn’t get Nisha anything in return, and now she feels terribly guilty about it. “You-- really shouldn’t have gotten me anything, though. I didn’t get you something, so...” She pauses, apologetic blue eyes glancing down at the ground below them. “What would you like? Gift wise, I mean.” She’s trying her best to be casual about this, but it’s impossible when this is the first time in your life you’re feeling emotions like these. They’re inconvenient, if she’s entirely honest.

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rhyssedlightning.

Was it always piles of body lying around in this profession….? Jeez... Rhys ponders in his mind. That’s right, she was a head  hunter whom had no hesitation to end someone’s life. That factbecome more and more apparent as he watched Athena loot the freshly-made corpse. Cheeky. ❝So I guess killing a guy with your shield is normal then. Just casually loot em and go? What do you even do with the body?❞ 

Athena peers up at Rhys with a clearly irritated expression, standing back up once she empties his pockets completely. She still doesn’t trust Rhys very much, but even so-- she didn’t hesitate to save him from danger. She pushes herself back up to her feet, glaring up at him with the look of someone very obviously not enjoying themselves.  “My shield does a very efficient job at killing people, yes. I’m sorry-- would you have preferred it if I let that bandit kill you? Were you planning to defend yourself anytime soon? It really didn’t look like it from my viewpoint, Hyperion.”

[athenasprings-deactivated202008]

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rhyssedlightning.

❝W-Wait… What—❞

A fraction of a second later, a battle scream echoed behind him, causing Rhys to squeak uncharacteristically. He ducks as he’s told, and the scream behind goes  deathly silent. Right….It’s Athena.  ❝Couldn’t give a guy a better warning…?❞ 

“I told you to duck. I was hoping you’d be smart enough to listen.” At least she wasn’t proved wrong. It’d be pretty unfortunate to have to explain that to the sisters and Vaughn. Athena steps over to the dead body, leaning down to run her fingers through the bandit’s pockets. She finds a few spare dollars and bullets, and she takes them without much hesitation. He wouldn’t be needing them, after all. 

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“Behind you. Duck.” Seconds after Athena says that, she throws her shield with full force, easily snapping the bandit’s neck. If she had waited a bit longer, the bandit would have beheaded the other. The shield comes spiraling back to her, and the bandit’s lifeless body collapses to the floor. “You really should be more aware of your surroundings.”

[athenasprings-deactivated202008]

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athena’s routine when she was still with atlas and a younger girl was extremely vigorous and draining. every single day, it was the same thing-- waking up before the sun was out, taking a freezing, timed shower, a silent breakfast with the other girls, and then nonstop training until dinner. the training was merciless and the weaker girls often passed out and some of them even died from the extreme strain. the girls weren’t allowed to speak to each other when they weren’t sparring with each other, which is why none of them really built any bonds with each other. forty girls were “recruited” on the same day as her, and only fifteen survived until the end. they were all sterilized on the same day. it wasn’t until athena left that she finally got the opportunity to explore more about herself and become more than just a killing machine, but the training she went through is still instilled in her mind, and there’s some underlying trauma from all of it since she was only twelve years old when it begun.

[dinahlances]

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heyy im a lurker ever since you started this blog and just... i really, really love your athena?? the way you play her is just?? so good GOD... fuck i hope you know that, it's a joy reading your threads (ps good luck at work)

holY SHIT WHAT. thank... you so much........... please fuck my asshole because i would let you do it because YOU ARE SO FUCKING SWEET THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!! i love you, this really helped me feel better about this blog, you have no idea how much this means to me <3

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please please please like this for a starter. any verse is fine.