[Sombra wasn't a believer in much of anything, even if she still crossed herself out of habit. However, that voice? At this moment? It strengthened the argument for karma quite a bit - or at the very least the case for Murphy's law.
Her shoulders slumped at the sound of Reaper's voice, hands falling without the effort to hold them any particular place. Her expression every bit the salty resignation he remembered, complete with closed eyes and long suffering sigh. This was about right for that time with the door, that other time with the gate and, you know, generally undermining Talon anytime she could get something good out of it.]
Oh, you know Jefe...[She struck a leisurely pose, hands behind her head before looking to him and blinking momentarily as the disorientation kicked in.] just hanging around. The rush I'm gonna get when my blood goes back to where it's supposed to be...
[She mimed the 'okay' gesture, looking like she was going for false delight and hitting 'sublime prayer for death'. Then he cracked another joke and Sombra's patience cracked.
Objectively, this was funny, but Reaper never cracked jokes in the flesh. That bothered her more than anything - if this was an impostor or something had been done to him to make him a little less amenable to her behavior, she was fucked.]
Alright, I get it, ha-ha, I'll pack a machete next time. [She reached for the vines, hampered slightly by the fall of her coat, growling as she tore at the vines with her nails.] Go laugh somewhere else if you ain't gonna help!
Re: D because how can i not. s'up
Her shoulders slumped at the sound of Reaper's voice, hands falling without the effort to hold them any particular place. Her expression every bit the salty resignation he remembered, complete with closed eyes and long suffering sigh. This was about right for that time with the door, that other time with the gate and, you know, generally undermining Talon anytime she could get something good out of it.]
Oh, you know Jefe...[She struck a leisurely pose, hands behind her head before looking to him and blinking momentarily as the disorientation kicked in.] just hanging around. The rush I'm gonna get when my blood goes back to where it's supposed to be...
[She mimed the 'okay' gesture, looking like she was going for false delight and hitting 'sublime prayer for death'. Then he cracked another joke and Sombra's patience cracked.
Objectively, this was funny, but Reaper never cracked jokes in the flesh. That bothered her more than anything - if this was an impostor or something had been done to him to make him a little less amenable to her behavior, she was fucked.]
Alright, I get it, ha-ha, I'll pack a machete next time. [She reached for the vines, hampered slightly by the fall of her coat, growling as she tore at the vines with her nails.] Go laugh somewhere else if you ain't gonna help!