#mortelis

[kokoko-sir]

dnd stuff

[kokoko-sir]

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amélie wasn't often seen; not since angela managed to find a way to revert her back from the moniker of widowmaker. the members of overwatch knew she was there, but her exact whereabouts were a mystery. she, however, had taken a liking to hanzo; she didn't know why. but one night she's walking to his room, her heels clicking loudly against tile, and she enters. whether or not he was asleep did not affect her entrance. she simply spoke, "i've come for some company."

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She was coming by more and more often. 

Hanzo wasn’t in his room often - well, he wasn’t in the watchpoint too often. Missions kept him occupied in eastern countries, rarely allowing him the rest of his semi-permanent bedroom. Needless to say, when he did gain a break between jobs, he spent half of it sleeping, the other half awake to do any repairs he needs to his bow before he’s sent out again. 

Amélie had gotten into the habit of walking in on him without warning. It seemed she took comfort in his presence, something he wouldn’t argue with for the sake of her healing from Talon’s control. Of course her company was in no way irritating, but often sudden, his requests for her to at least knock first often ignored. 

Thankfully she failed to catch him in a compromising position. He’s pulling a dark shirt over his head when she enters, finishing the action as he turns to look at her.

“Mm, I’d imagine,” he cracks his shoulder as he sits on the bed, dark eyes flicking to her. “Have you slept any better the past few days, Amélie?”