muroieda: (. all that glitters)
Jamison "Junkrat" Fawkes ([personal profile] muroieda) wrote in [community profile] legionworld 2017-05-29 06:44 am (UTC)

"Don't think I'll need ta, but if ya really don't care fer it I'll see what I can do."

Which would probably involve making an over-the-top ice cream maker from scratch, too. If it's worth doing, it's worth overdoing, especially for his big pig.

A hundred more steps later and the habitats they've been walking through quickly fade into nothingness--faster than they physically should. A dusk sun paints the sky in dark blues and casts deep oranges and yellows against the clouds, matching the baked red earth beneath Roadhog's feet.

The monstrosity of Junkrat's camper lays in the distance, and no one hazards attempting approaching it. In fact, no one is currently trying to traverse this beautiful but unwelcoming desert but them, leaving it pleasantly quiet and unoccupied for as far as the eye can see.

"Home sweet home!" Junkrat exclaims, holding his arms out with a flourish. "Except without the radiation and plenty of clean water and neutral-pH rain." He lets go of Roadhog's harness to pat him on the back, with a tone both cheerful and relieved; sentimental: "Welcome home, Roadie."

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