I would love to ask about the SKK fics, but I have to ask about ‘Crane feathers and sorrow.’ You kind of won me over when you explained Moira’s character!
Also, yey pretty flowers :D
Tyyy for the ask! For your kindness you get to see them fight lol.
— Familiar faces all around this days, don't you think, Moira? — Angela still sat on the examination table but her form returned to one of a human, feathery additives aside. — Is our joined research just a thinly veiled excuse to string me along into another variant of Overwatch revival? Because I would tell you same thing that i told Jack, no single witch could hold that much power at once.
— Oh please, don't lecture me on…
— No, I'm not done yet, listen, — feathers kept puffing up on Angela's wings. — I'm not throwing scraps of my reputation into a cauldron of "higher ideals" just for it to blow up in my face!
— Would you be as adamant if golden diadem ended up on your head? I thought you liked your angelic halo, Mercy. — Moira stood near the door, hands crossed on her chest, face vacant of emotions other than piercing provocation and confidence.