@scarmonger liked for a starter.
❝ Well, well. Looks like you’ve beaten me to the punch. ❞
If Sombra had interrupted anything, it was clear by the flippant attitude with which she spoke that she didn’t care. Emerging from the shadows where she’d been observing the stranger, Sombra gestured towards the man whom she spoke of, sitting on the ground as if he’d tripped and stumbled backwards. The poor sucker seemed to sweat more at her appearance, though why he’d ended up with such rotten luck in the first place was hardly concerning. The guy she didn’t recognize, the rogue variable, was a surprise development-- But not one she couldn’t take in stride.
❝ This really messes with my plan. Wanna tell me what you’re doing here? ❞










