@ask-thewidowmaker liked for a starter
“Yeh know. I actually really like spidahs!!” The young junker is chattering away again, legs propped up on a nearby wall. He doesn’t blend in too well with the common crowd, but no one would risk approaching him to question his intentions. Across from him, at the little cafe table, is some Talon agent. One he’s heard of definitely.
She killed that bot monk after all!
Gotta give her SOME props!!
“But that’s only cause they were pretty friendly back in ‘Straya. Like big puppies! Huge! Came up to yeh kneecaps thanks to’th’ radiation!” Stopping quite suddenly, Junkrat’s eyes narrow at the women and soon, he’s sitting forward, lips pulled out of it’s usual smile and replaced with a frown.
“But hearin’ me talk’bout th’ life in Straya ain’t wot yeh hear for, ain’t it?” His tone goes low and dangerous. “It’s’bout Talon, ain’t it?”








