Aug 4, 2017
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McCree squinted as he looked at the other. His beard now gone, completely shaven off his face. He felt…. naked. “What the hell are you lookin’ at Morrison?” He gruffed out in frustration.
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McCree squinted as he looked at the other. His beard now gone, completely shaven off his face. He felt…. naked. “What the hell are you lookin’ at Morrison?” He gruffed out in frustration.
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Hanzo smiled lightly, tilting his head to the side with a soft hum, “Well, hello there~” he purred.
"Tool you long enough" (prisoner 76)
Genji moved across the hall, tilting his head as his lights came on, his body coming into view as he moved closer to the cage. “I apologize,” he said, “I was unaware that you were particularly looking forward to my company....you know why I am here.”
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He looks down at the coffee he held out to her “ hell if I know. But it was already brewed in the cafeteria ”
She looked around, curious to see him there, without anyone losing their mind over the fact that he was making himself at home. Must have been Gabriel’s doing, by all accounts.
And there was coffee...
The woman quickly slid over to the pot, pouring herself a big cup of it, adding a splash of cream, and then sat down next to the man.
“Didn’t expect to see you here this morning, cherie.”
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「 The Archangel had to take a double take.
Then a triple take.
The semblance between this stranger and himself was uncanny, even with that technology covering 2/3rds of this doppledangers face. The jawline, hair, the way he held the gun, the gun that looked like his, it was almost exactly the same as the Archangel. It made him uneasy.
Was this one if Talons tricks to check if their Archangel was still wary? Was this some time shenanigans like Tracer? The Archangel was quite sure he didn’t have that scar, nor had that vigilante vibe that reminded him too much of Gabriel. He wasn’t comfortable with this.
Still, even with that nagging feeling, the Archangel quietly followed this stranger through destroyed ruins in form of smoke. The nanites buzzed with the thrill of hunt, though it was not in his plans. ❝Who…are you?❞ Rasped the Wraith, more chatter to himself than this bright fellow. Though, he wouldn’t object to an answer, or the pleasure of seeing this stranger jump in fright of the smokey monster staring with half a dozen eyes. 」
"Fuck! You scared the shit out of me."
@soldxerofone The red lights emanating from his person dimmed as the gunslinger stepped forward into light, the faint wind blowing his coat making his entrance that much more dramatic. Smoke seeped for his lips as the faint glow of embers from the cigarillo dull until another drag was taken. "Oh I'm mighty sorry... Did I scare you, old man?" The gunslinger chuckled, patting the ashes off the tip of cigarillo. Approaching the ex commamder casually but cautiously, sizing up his former leader whilst simultaneously attempting to the intimidate him. "Fella your age should be careful, might have a heart attack and die on the spot. Frankly, that'd be the kind way to let you die bub."
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"I'm not apologizing for what I said to that asshole... He was saying terrible things about you."
Jesse rolled the toothpick side to side in his mouth, gaze stuck to the floor and face shielded by the shadow his hat cast. He was purposely avoiding eye-contact with the other man, but answered nonetheless. “I know,” he replied after a few moments, “I don’t expect ya’ to, Jack. I-”
He finally raised his head, looking sheepish. “Guessin’ a ‘thank you’ is long overdue, if I’m t’ be honest. So thanks.”
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Being reintegrated into society, after being alone for so long up on that moonbase... It was tough.
Even though he was a celebrity, he still wished he’d come down more smoothly. He had so many questions... Like where was Winston? Last he’d heard, Winston had joined Overwatch, but any and all attempts to find him were dead ends. Overwatch had been disbanded, and so all Harold could do was work at this lab to try and continue living.
Until one night, as he was working late on his own, the alarms went off. An intruder....?