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Well, everyone lies. The difference between a hero and a villain is whether anyone believes him. -Joe Abercrombie
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Alright, Sombra is moved over. Going to be archiving this blog. Sheâs now over at @collectionofethics
Alright, Sombra is moved over. Going to be archiving this blog. Sheâs now over at @collectionofethics
Iâm going to be moving Sombra over to a multi-muse blog since I have been having issues keeping up with everyone. The new name is @collectionofethics is where sheâs being moved too.
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It had been a while since she had been able to leave her room. Her last mission was a grueling one, and the scars that peppered her hands were starting to raise, visible only because she forgot to bring her gloves to the aerobics room. Tracer scowled, shoving her hands in the pockets of her workout shorts, hiding the ugly markings that were left on her wrists and fingers after a gas tank explosion, when she had shielded her face with her bracers.
They melted, and the synthetic carbon fiber had stuck to her skin like bubblegum.
Tracer shudders in the present, remembering the horrid soreness she had felt the day after, bedridden for weeks. Something catches her attention throughout all the grovelling, however. She looks to the figure in the corner of her vision, both hopeful and annoyed at the same time. Even more so, when Sombra approaches her, and she barely has time to adjust for a conversation.
âHey.â She rasps, throat parched from heavy exercise and no water, âWhat d'you need, luv?â
The hacker hardly ever showed up in the aerobics room, usually off doing her own thing. Finding her near any of the workout rooms was quite a surprise. She had seen the scars that littered the other womanâs hands, nothing escaped her sight when she was watching. Her lips curled into a slight smile.
âI figured Iâd bring you a drink, mi amiga.â Sombra said, a water bottle in her hand. She held it out to Tracer, her gaze not moving from her face.
âPenny for your thoughts? You look like youâve seen a ghost.â
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âWhat I did? I saved those androids, gave them freedom.â She turned with him as he moved, raising one hand a little. âTheir blood and death was not on my hands, the police force are the ones who killed those innocent lives, Star Child.â She stepped forward and chuckled. âI opened their eyes, just like I can open your eyes.â
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Jesse smiled as she approached. âWell what have ya seen already? Weâve got our big exhibits, the lions and elephants. Also got our wild boars.â He started
âIâve only seen this exhibit. Every other one had a swarm of children around them.â Sombra made a face at the swarms of children she had passed and pushed her hair back. âIt doesnât help my friends ran off as soon as they got here.â
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âRequesting a pick upâ she answered evenly, keeping her gaze on the others face rather than the smg.
Her eyes flickered down the hallway before focusing back on Sombra.  âWhat is down that way?â she asked, not making a move yet.
âWell, youâll either be walking down there or Iâll shoot you in the knee and force you to crawl.â She took a step closer to the Doctor, meeting her eyes.
It was quite obvious she wouldnât have a problem with pulling the trigger, itâd just made things more difficult. âNow, Doc. Before this has to get messy.â
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âWoah there kiddos. We wouldnât want you tripping and scraping yourself up.â Jesse said as they started running towards him. âOr worse, falling into the lions den!â He said with a horrified look. The kids quieted down, all looking at him wide eyed with a bit of terror. âYou know, the lions got close to eatinâ me. I fell in and they surrounded me. Now you may not think two lions are much when they surround you, but itâs a whole different story when your down there. The beasts are eyeing you up, licking their chops. Theyâre so big you can only keep your eyes on one at a time. I bet you scampers didnât know that the female lion is the one thatâll take you down. Sheâs a beaut, but sheâs also the deadliest. Brigitte took my arm. She wasnât about to let me escape all in one piece. So, donât be running around cause we donât want you falling in the lions den.â Jesse finished his story. The kids stared wide eyed before breaking into a quick walk back to their parents who were laughing a bit.
Sombraâs gaze turned to Jesse as he spoke, studying the other man. âBrigitte, hm?â She looked at the lioness relaxing in the sun, raising an eyebrow when she saw her gaze was being returned by the animal in the den. A predator to another, it seemed, though the hacker wasnât as kind as the lion.
She turned to Jesse and walked a little closer to him. âWhat other animals do you have here? Iâm interested in seeing them all.â She asked with a friendly smile.
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She didnât raise her head, staring at the screen. The creaks and groans of the building around her went ignored, each noise muted in her ears. A soft breath escaped, fogging up the screen a little. Her hacking was almost done, just a little longer was needed.
Her eyes finally moved from the screen at the loud banging, but she didnât turn. The translocatar, her trusty device, was already planted in another room for a quick escape. âWhat are you doing here?â She asked after the door was kicked open.
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Sombra looked around the zoo she had been brought to, her arms linked behind her back. Interest was in her eyes as she stared at a couple of the animals, quietly reading the sign with the information. A flash of annoyance crossed her face as a couple little kids went screaming past her, nearly knocking her over.
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The giggle made Angela spin on her heel, looking around quickly trying to locate the source of the sound. âJess-â she started to say only to stop when she came face to face with Sombraâs gun. Her own pistol half way to pointing at her when the Doctor froze.
Even if she managed to get her pistol ready in time it wouldnât help her when Sombra already had her weapon trained on her.
ââŠSombraâ she replied evenly, lowering her hand from her comm, âI thought as much.Â
ââŠSo⊠whatâs the plan here?â she asked carefully
âWere you expecting someone else, Dr. Ziegler?â Sombra asked, not lowering her SMG. A wide grin was on her face as she kept it trained on Angela, tilting her head. âWas it Jesse? The cowboy coming to rescue you?â
Her grin turned into a smirk at her own words. âYou and I are gonna go on a little walk, doc. I wonât have to shoot you if you cooperate.â She motioned down the hallway she had came with her other hand.
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She didnât raise her head, staring at the screen. The creaks and groans of the building around her went ignored, each noise muted in her ears. A soft breath escaped, fogging up the screen a little. Her hacking was almost done, just a little longer was needed.
Her eyes finally moved from the screen at the loud banging, but she didnât turn. The translocatar, her trusty device, was already planted in another room for a quick escape. âWhat are you doing here?â She asked after the door was kicked open.
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He had taken no hesitation at cornering her - a valuable asset, bound to know some kind of information.Â
Her cocky attitude simply caused the old man to grumble, noise trapped in his throat - a dog. Eyebrows furrowed behind his mask, head cocking as his pulse rifle remain pressed against Sombraâs chest - an attempt at showing her he wasnât exactly one to be played around with, but rather, he was a more serious authority. His form remain relaxed, yet his hands clench his rifle tightly, almost as if his life depended on it. It showed where his priorities were. If she dare step out of line, pull the trigger.Â
Despite his hardened efforts, her hand behind her back went unnoticed, the vigilante far more caught up in questioning her more than insuring that she couldnât do any damage.Â
âWho sent you?â His voice had been gruff, soul eager for answers. âYou got no business runninâ around here on your own.â
âIt doesnât matter who sent me, Amigo. You already know that answer.â The gun pressed against her chest wasnât given a glance, her eyes on his visor. Her hand tightened around her EMP, waiting for the best moment to release it.
âMy business is my own, though they are rather aligned. We both have our own reasons for being here, you certainly a dead man walking from the grave back to the Watchpoint: Gilbraltar. Myself here on my own accords.â
She shrugged a little and giggled. âMaybe we can help each other out, all you gotta do is lower that rifle.â
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