twisting of time, a small alteration being all she needs to change the course of fate. all was at her disposal with such technology augmented into her structure, hum of machine one with her heartbeat, pulsing to the rhythm of her body as determination guides her into the eye of danger. swing of leg catches one of her own & throws balance into a tilt just as lithe form disperses into an azure flash & POP! a willing return into the void desperately calling her back ( so expansive in its emptiness, more terrifying to her than any black hole in the universe ) was never long-lived however, the returning pop signalling her reappearance meters away with guns readied should they be needed.
they say the slightest change in a butterfly’s wing beat could cause tornadoes. was a fly’s any different ? “ aww, i’m flattered. you come t’ visit these parts just for me, love ? “
THEY ALL HAVE THEIR IDIOSYNCRATIC FEATURES , their defining abilities , this she knows well . the manipulation of time itself -- distorting chronos to the will / climbing to a place above the trees where only gods touch -- one of the most powerful if wielded well , yet to her , one of the most irritating ( on every account ) . besting such an ability isn’t as straightforward as a simple gunfight ; it is something that requires thought as impromptu as every bend of time . not something that hinders her as much as inconveniences her ----- widowmaker always did prefer a more calculated approach to her affairs . the key word being “ prefer ” , seeing as it’s rare when a mission ever does go exactly according to plan , especially now with the presence of this girl hot on her trail most of the damn ... time.
the approaching voice and distinctive resonance of nature’s force being warped serves as cue to draw the distance , and with fire of her grapple she glides to a surface above , ducking behind some obstacle to keep herself out of sight . ❛ if i’m not mistaken , you were the one who found me first . ❜
