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𝟶𝟶𝟷 : 𝙰𝚂𝙷𝙴, 𝙴𝙻𝙸𝚉𝙰𝙱𝙴𝚃𝙷 𝙲𝙰𝙻𝙴𝙳𝙾𝙽𝙸𝙰.
“NOW WHY WOULD I DO THAT? If I wanted you dead, I doubt we’d be having such a pleasant conversation.” Certainly the gun aimed square at his heart had nothing to do with his assumption, especially since said gun had barely wavered from its position during their entire exchange. The Shimada Clan may not have shared the same success as her gang, thanks to a certain world wide organization which had also managed to be a thorn in her side for many years, but that didn’t make them any less powerful. Ashe certainly wasn’t dumb enough to piss off an entire family of crime lords and assassins, whose legacy went back for centuries, by killing the son and heir of their former leader. And she certainly wasn’t a coward. “Go on then, turn around so I can ‘look you in the eye,’ but first drop the bow.” Finally, she moves Viper from his back, prodding him to turn towards her with a tap of the gun to his side. “Last I checked Deadlock wasn’t anywhere near whatever home is, or was for you. So now I’m wondering how the former leader of an infamous Japanese crime syndicate managed to land all the way in such a humble little town like Deadlock Gorge. That’s bound to be one mighty interesting story.”
“ YOU HAVE SOMETHING I WANT. ” his response is simple. there would be no other suitable answer for his presence in deadlock gorge. this place is the den of his enemies, a home for the shimada clan’s biggest competition. once upon a time, his very existence in this hemisphere may have sparked a war between the two groups. the relief of pressure against his back, however, confirms that they live in very different times. his bow falls to the ground, but that does not mean it is any less of a threat to her. hanzo shimada is a trained assassin, if he wished to kill her, weapons would be the least of her worries. slowly, he turns around, faces her with an air of pride.
“ i have been watching you for a very long time, waiting for you and your gang to take down this shipment. i, alone, do not have the man power of doing such a thing. this caravan is carrying something of great value and importance to me. things of value were smuggled from my ancestral home. they do not belong in the hands of anyone but a shimada. if i must die for it here, then so be it. ”
i always imagine recall era hanzo’s facial hair / hair looks more like his wave skin rather than his casual skin. it’s been a minute since the reflections comic and tbh hanzo has grown out his hair / beard a little. he’s still got his piercings though. maybe a few more tattoos and piercings on top of that. where they are, is for me to know and you to find out 😏😏😏😏
𝟶𝟶𝟷 : 𝙾𝚇𝚃𝙾𝙽, 𝙻𝙴𝙽𝙰.
❛ SORRY I’M LATE ! ❜ she waves her hand above her head, making her entrance known. t - racer is here and accounted for ! but a hush fills the room aside from her exclamation. so, she leans over to the hero nearest, and in a stage whisper, she tries, ❛ did i miss something? ❜
“ NOTHING OF GRAVE IMPORTANCE. we simply discussed recent spikes of null sector activity in the southern hemisphere. a topic i am sure you are well-versed in. ” he feels out of place. regardless of any welcome his association with genji might have garnered him with these people. overwatch was once the shimada clan’s enemy, and now he has found himself in their company. hoping to atone for past mistakes, hoping to make a difference.
𝟶𝟶𝟷 : 𝙳𝙴𝚂𝙸𝚁𝙴-𝙻𝙴𝙱𝙴𝙰𝚄, 𝙲𝙴𝙻𝙴𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙽.
an ever-present smile is splayed on charming, young features. and when he moves, the trained eye could spot that cat-like grace / how light his footsteps are — he would make a beautiful assassin, no? however, he goes to the scion’s side, puts a gentle palm to his bicep ; a kind gesture, one insinuating that he means no harm. he is trying to enchant the man into some form of comfortability — or perhaps, to make the shimada heir more tense.
he leans in now, lips barely grazing the other man’s ear ; “i wish to speak to you on the subject involving an enemy to the world.” and then pulls away, that smile still on his face — as if he never said those words at all.
“will you show me around, please?” lashes raise, blue eyes wandering around / innocently. fingers grasp on the scion’s bicep. “i hear that hanamura is one of the most beautiful places in japan.”
AS THE GAP BETWEEN THEM CLOSES, hanzo stands stalwart against the other man’s attempts at seeking comfortability. this was clearly meant to be a business interaction and yet he feels as if they are caught in a game of cat and mouse. who is who, has yet to be revealed. the mention of an enemy garners a shift in facial expression. before sojiro had passed, he spoke of an enemy that sought their affiliation, likely looking to obtain their resources and power. they were not the first, certainly not the last, but their persistence in the matter proved to be more threat than anything.
intrigue flashes in his gaze. this man knows more than any assassin sent to kill him and his own. someone of great power, disguised as a friend. hanzo relaxes his shoulders, gestures ahead of him, as if giving into the request for a tour of shimada castle. it is not often they welcome strangers into their home, but for the rare occasions, such as this, rules are bent.
“ you are mistaken, hanamura is arguably the most beautiful of all japan. for centuries, many have travelled to bask in it’s beauty and artistry. and for centuries, many have been turned away. we keep what is ours away from the world. but plenty have sought to make it theirs. ”
they are guided into an empty garden, free from prying gaze and listening ears. “ if this enemy you speak of is who i believe, they too have sought to own it. to control us. my father denied their many offer, and i hope to honor his wishes. ”
𝟶𝟶𝟷 : 𝙳𝙴𝚂𝙸𝚁𝙴-𝙻𝙴𝙱𝙴𝙰𝚄, 𝙲𝙴𝙻𝙴𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙽.
“i am enjoying the artistry of your interior. unless… that is also suspicious to you, mr. shimada?” a charming, gentle smile forms on his face as his eyes look to the scion.
“ what is suspicious to me is, you coming all this way to simply admire the interior of my ancestral home. surely you must have other motives for gracing me with your presence. ” suspicion remains ever present in his gaze, studying the other man with intensity afforded to none other.
you want a man with a strong jawline so you have a sturdy place to sit
the shimadas are cat people.
You have no idea what I am capable of.
𝟶𝟶𝟷 : 𝙰𝚂𝙷𝙴, 𝙴𝙻𝙸𝚉𝙰𝙱𝙴𝚃𝙷 𝙲𝙰𝙻𝙴𝙳𝙾𝙽𝙸𝙰.
“WELL, WELL, WHAT have we got here?” The tip of Viper presses firmly into the archer’s spine, a clear threat lest he try any funny business with that bow of his. Even from behind she recognizes him, even after all the years since their initial meeting. He was a far cry from the sharply dressed businessman when she’d last seen him, when they’d discussed their mutual interests in the world of arms dealing, sending a very clear message to stay off of each other’s turf, even if it was never outright spoken of. Apparently, somebody needed a reminder of what their agreement had been. “Little far from home, aren’t we? Hanzo Shimada.”
“ HOME? I HAVE NO HOME. ” not anymore. a wandering and condemned soul, self exiled from a life of luxury and familiarity. he knows not what it means to hold the power he once possessed, and a part of him suspects he never did. hanzo doesn’t move, but his back curves in the slightest, almost against the threat of the rifle pressed against him. “ there is cowardice is shooting a man from behind, if you mean to kill me, look me in the eye. ” a taunt, a challenge. if death should take him now, it would be welcomed with open arms. however, should she choose to underestimate him, the tables would be sure to turn.
i’m stuck on mobile because i haven’t been feeling too hot but like this post to do some plotting ☝️
𝟶𝟶𝟷 : 𝚂𝙷𝙸𝙼𝙰𝙳𝙰, 𝙶𝙴𝙽𝙹𝙸.
“ … ” there was a near silence, was in that the quietude wouldn’t last as long as he held the wish to break it ( NOT YET, HE HAD TO SAVOR THIS CALMNESS BETWEEN THEM AS WELL ) and near, in that a soft vibrato voice floated in the street, coaxing any listener to come closer to the storefront it originated from. “ i appreciate the lighting here, there’s not much from where i came. ”
“ there is plenty light from which you came. ” there comes an immediate correction, offense drawn from all the wrong places. two brothers, reunited after the world had taken its toll upon them, now faced with falling back into place. crooked, broken puzzle pieces. hanzo quickly comes to realize his aggression and struggles to swallows it instead. “ i mean --- is there not plenty during the cherry blossom season ? it was always our father’s favorite --- he always said it reminded him of mother. ”
𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙸𝚂 𝙰 𝚂𝚃𝙾𝚁𝚈 𝙾𝙵 𝙷𝙾𝙽𝙾𝚁 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝚁𝙴𝙳𝙴𝙼𝙿𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽.