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legionworld2016-12-23 10:42 pm
justicecoulduseanap) wrote in legionworld2016-12-23 10:42 pm
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Who| Ana and anybody!
What| Coming back exhausted after a loooong solo mission
Where| Randomly wandering the habitat deck. Let me know in your tag if you want her to show up in your character's section!
When| Feel free to bendy time before or after plot
Warnings/Notes| None!
She'd been gone for what felt almost like ages, though in reality, it was really only about a month.
She'd taken on what seemed like a simple mission on some backwater planet, Lodax, helping local authorities track down and apprehend members of a local smuggling ring. Black market weapons, drugs, the like. Hard to pin down, but it didn't seem like anything she couldn't handle. Very cut and dry.
Only problem was that they were very, very good at what they did. Every time Ana managed to track them down, they'd slip away again, leaving hardly anything to go on. The fact that she'd manage to track them down several times was a testament to her own skill, having spent several years as an ace bounty hunter.
Still, the whole thing had gone on much longer than she had thought it would when she'd signed up. Lodax had been so remote Ana wasn't able to stay in communication with the rest of the Legion, so she was somewhat behind the times, as it were.
Even so, she wasn't exactly in a rush to get back into the swing of things. After a fairly long mission like that, even she needed some down time, especially considering her age (not that she'd ever admit it, of course). To add to things, her arm was still in a sling from a minor injury, one she'd gotten near the end of her mission. Unfortunately for her, the medical facilities at Lodax weren't exactly top-notch, so they couldn't simply patch her up then and there like the Legion could have, and her biotic rifle could only do so much for a broken bone, so she was stuck with the sling for now.
Now that she was back at Legion World, she'd be able to hit the medbay and get it fixed in a matter of minutes. Before that, though, she needed a moment to herself, to unwind and relax. So she found herself wandering the Habitat Deck late at night, exploring the various sections designed by the numerous Legionnaires. She noticed a couple new sections, but for the moment was content just wandering aimlessly.
Eventually she'd go and visit the medbay. For now, she wouldn't mind some company and some conversation, should the opportunity arise.
What| Coming back exhausted after a loooong solo mission
Where| Randomly wandering the habitat deck. Let me know in your tag if you want her to show up in your character's section!
When| Feel free to bendy time before or after plot
Warnings/Notes| None!
She'd been gone for what felt almost like ages, though in reality, it was really only about a month.
She'd taken on what seemed like a simple mission on some backwater planet, Lodax, helping local authorities track down and apprehend members of a local smuggling ring. Black market weapons, drugs, the like. Hard to pin down, but it didn't seem like anything she couldn't handle. Very cut and dry.
Only problem was that they were very, very good at what they did. Every time Ana managed to track them down, they'd slip away again, leaving hardly anything to go on. The fact that she'd manage to track them down several times was a testament to her own skill, having spent several years as an ace bounty hunter.
Still, the whole thing had gone on much longer than she had thought it would when she'd signed up. Lodax had been so remote Ana wasn't able to stay in communication with the rest of the Legion, so she was somewhat behind the times, as it were.
Even so, she wasn't exactly in a rush to get back into the swing of things. After a fairly long mission like that, even she needed some down time, especially considering her age (not that she'd ever admit it, of course). To add to things, her arm was still in a sling from a minor injury, one she'd gotten near the end of her mission. Unfortunately for her, the medical facilities at Lodax weren't exactly top-notch, so they couldn't simply patch her up then and there like the Legion could have, and her biotic rifle could only do so much for a broken bone, so she was stuck with the sling for now.
Now that she was back at Legion World, she'd be able to hit the medbay and get it fixed in a matter of minutes. Before that, though, she needed a moment to herself, to unwind and relax. So she found herself wandering the Habitat Deck late at night, exploring the various sections designed by the numerous Legionnaires. She noticed a couple new sections, but for the moment was content just wandering aimlessly.
Eventually she'd go and visit the medbay. For now, she wouldn't mind some company and some conversation, should the opportunity arise.
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Ana Amari. Back from the dead, a midpoint between Reyes' immortality and Morrison's purgatory.
The doors to her battered shelter of a safehouse are all habitually locked, so it doesn't take much work to peel away from surveillance screens, slipping out the back to take a less direct path of approach. Beyond the industrial building's limits, her habitat? It's beautiful. The outskirts of some nondescript city where it meets the sea, more tropical foliage and sand than manmade anything. Strangely enough, it's night more often than it is day, flecked by the warm glow of distant lights along the shoreline, waves hissing where they break over rocks.
"Hey."
Like most everything Sombra does, it's steeped in an easy, casual calm - the bright blue of her disguised markings and circuitry glinting in the darkness at Ana's back, no more than a handful of feet away.
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you come to my house
Doesn't mean he spends all his time in there. He's leaning in the doorway when he spots Ana--taking note of the sling but otherwise saying nothing. For a few long moments, he watches and waits before finally speaking up.
"You can come in, you know. Don't have to stand out there."
her house now
dang
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It appears, however, that he's no longer on his own. Thanks to York's present, he's able to pinpoint exactly when and where someone enters his territory from, and while she doesn't appear to be a threat, he doesn't take anything for granted anymore.
So from one second to the next, a suit of power armor materializes a few feet behind her, seemingly out of nowhere. Locus's head cocks.
"Can I help you?"
Not the unfriendliest greeting in the world. He's getting better at this.
mom's home
And then there in the hallway he saw a ghost. His boot spurs stopped and he lifted the brim of his hat just to squint extra hard like it'd make the apparition go away. When it didn't he reared back and began to wonder if he'd gone drinking and completely forgot. Or was sleepwalking. Or something crazy.
"Slap my ass and call me Sally..." She looked like the spittin' image of...
"..." Well shit. If he was drunk he sure sobered up fast and suddenly.
"...Ana?"
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You know, being the future and all.
Anyways, it's late but she's up and about, walking through Legion World. It looks... exactly the same as one would expect, being a large space station. Just a lot of people walking around thanks to how late it was. Made it much more quiet. Like Ana, she didn't really have anywhere specific to go. Just looking to pass the time, maybe talk it up with anyone still awake.
"You can't sleep either?"