@leadlock
LONG LITHE LEGS BROUGHT her this far into the western gorge– & after what felt like a tenuous days worth of travel. honey scanned her most imminent of surroundings.. ( & the evident, and ever so familiar cocking of weapons alerted the assassin to possible danger. ) after all, what could she expect walking into deadlock territory unannounced? much to her bemusement even the children held their water guns up at her, in defense of their home. this in itself lulling the softest of tugs at plump petals; optics eventually drifting to their leader. known to be a deadly and efficient sniper: ( the welcome made complete sense– especially one that lacked forewarning. ) she was after all the widowmaker, talon’s former weapon and reconnaissance specialist. with beloved rifle strapped to her back and nothing but a dufflebag carrying her essentials amélie was at the mercy of the locals here. “ I am of no threat to you, any of you really. ” heavily lilted promise is confidently placed, optics drifting to the woman in charge of the entire operation. “ ah– bonjour, just who I was looking for actually. ” stoicism rests a moment, head bowing once in respect.