#in--alignment

[repaiirer-a-blog]

TM!! (My phone literally sent all my asks today on anon so I have to re-send this!)

█ ▌☼ *.:｡ ❝ &  BAD IMPRESSIONS || SEMI-ACCEPTING

“is that a book out of place?! unacceptable. we must remove the book and reorganize the entire book shelf, or else i may hurt someone.”

[tacticalisms-blog]

“you’re going to get yourself hurt.”

protect jack (or have him protect you) || accepting

Eyebrows raise slightly at the remark he’s not expecting, but his visor does a good enough job of covering that. For a moment, Jack says nothing as he double-checks his ammo and his helix rockets, counting the amount of biotic fields he has before turning to the architect.

“You say that like I don’t know that.”

You say that like it’ll stop me.

[racket-queen-blog]

The mission was not going well. Vishkar had bought a plot of land in Cairo to redevelop as a data center. They had been forced by the city government to re-home all the current residents, but a cell of local anarchists wasn't having it. What's worse, they were armed. What even worse, they were well armed. Helix had been hired to send in a squad to capture and re-home to anarchists, but they had grossly underestimated the firepower.

Which is how Pharah didn't have enough ground cover to deal with all of them. Hence the sniper bullet sent toward her. The sniper was inexperienced and hadn’t taken her motion into account, thank Allah. Still, it clipped a bit of her wing

The mission was not going well, and Pharah was falling out of the sky. With her one good jet, Amari slowed down her fall. She managed not to hurt herself too badly. She took stock of the situation. A few brats with a pea shooter was on the second floor. There was a rocket launcher on the roof. In her peripheral vision, she saw a Viskar employee.

"Group up with me," she called out, "we may need to retreat."