vata: (Los Muertos 4)
Sombra ([personal profile] vata) wrote in [community profile] legionworld2017-06-03 10:53 am

[OPEN] You're Out of Touch

Who| Sombra and you!
What| there's a small gang member roaming Legion World and causing trouble
Where| everywhere on Legion World
When| eh
Warnings/Notes| NA

I: QIÉN ES SOMBRA
[There's something amiss in Legion World— aside from the obvious hiccups in general time. A bright splash of phosphorescent green and pink, flitting in and out of public space. Eventually the little streak of color slows to a halt: runs clawed fingers across pristine walls, over statues and murals and statues without reverence, just an abundance of fixed curiosity, as though it's all so new.

And for her, it really is.

Across her face, glowing body paint cuts the shape of a stylized skull, making otherwise young features look decidedly more vicious. A notion that's punctuated by her predatory posture and the gun resting openly at her hip.

In front of a heroic depiction of the Legion's finest, she snorts to herself, quietly:
]

Where the hell am I?

II: TAGGED TURF
[Graffiti. There's a lot of it, all over the less-used Legion World hallways— and the statues, and occasionally the floors. Variations of 'Tierra de Los Muertos' or 'Sombra', and a few iterations of the telltale skull pattern painted across her cheeks. Where she got the paint is anyone's guess, but she's putting it to good use while she can.

After all, why would anyone even waste their time trying to stop her?
]

III: WILDCARD

[ooc: Want something different? Let's make it happen! Feel free to go ahead and place your character anywhere on Legion World and I'll have Sombra fill in— or message me on plurk at [plurk.com profile] ladyavali for specific plotting!]

goddamngrenades: (cuz i am lately lonely)

[personal profile] goddamngrenades 2017-06-04 07:17 am (UTC)(link)
Okay, good, cuz a night at the beach with tequila is something I'm gonna need by the end of today.

[ He has a feeling it's not gonna get any better as the hours spin along. ]

With kickass body paint- or is that tatoos. Either way? It's a good look for you.
goddamngrenades: (fine i'm listening)

[personal profile] goddamngrenades 2017-06-04 08:17 am (UTC)(link)
A sneaky spider.

[ Not even a lie, that part. A little vauge but that's all it's got to be. He'll make a mental note to check in with Widow later and try to help her with the damage control here. ]

Speaking of she kinda...had a very poetic way of saying you being like this is probably gonna make trouble for you when you're grown. So in the interest of uh. Keeping shit simple- think we can clear this up before that happens? I honestly don't know how it'd make trouble but I"m kind of invested in keeping my friends out of it.
goddamngrenades: (i'm lost)

[personal profile] goddamngrenades 2017-06-04 09:17 am (UTC)(link)
I'm not saying give up who you are now just- maybe tone it down? You got...fangs. Girl I know? Either hides them- which knowing my luck is pretty well likely- or dulled 'em.

[ A beat. ]

Which isn't like her at all, she's hardly dull.

[ He's not the best judge of character it seems- maybe he's wrong, maybe he's not, but this sharp edged, lean, viper of a sugar skull seems more...honest in some ways. It'll sting later when he thinks about it but right now? Damage control. ]

Gimme a quick rundown of what all you've tagged so I can clean it up and I'll give you directions to your habitat. Keeping her out of trouble means keeping you out of trouble.
goddamngrenades: (So you're saying it's impossible.)

[personal profile] goddamngrenades 2017-06-04 10:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Up a floor, over three, second hall to the left and you'll sort of step out into a field from east Texas. Turn south and walk or fly for a couple of minutes, you're the next habitat over.
[ That's gonna be a lot of scrubbing and this paint? Doesn't look like it cleans easy.

Yeah he's gonna need that tequila. ]


I'll meet you there when I'm done here, alright? Explain the rest of this place to you.
goddamngrenades: (lenseflare)

[personal profile] goddamngrenades 2017-06-05 01:31 am (UTC)(link)
I'm a shit liar.

[ He calls over his shoulder, already scrubbing a hand over his face. Okay. Time to...process how he feels while cleaning up the paint. He can handle that. Delta thrums in the back of his mind, lining up parts of Azucar that align neatly with this feral little gangster.

Patterns, equations. Shit she'd said, shit she hadn't-

Urging him to go. Poking through Legion files; looking for who's responsible? For the truth in all this mess? And where did that make him fall? Where'd that put Sam? She can, (will, he reminds himself) peel off whenever she likes, make a new face, a new name. They'll...probably stick it out here.

Locus might follow. Azucar- Sombra had him on a leash. Taylor knows he wouldn't fly out with her without Locus but whether or not he'd do the same is- it's a mess in his head and it's no easier to clean than all this paint. By the time he's gotten the halls scrubbed half decently clear and used up as much luck as he could spare to make sure no one asked him questions? He'd been equally unlucky enough to have flecks of it all over his uniform and skin, some in his hair.

Finding his way to their beach- her beach- is all but instinctive. He bobs along over the sand, flying rather than walking, too weary from putting his back into clearing off paint and his mind tangling in knots to do much more than drop in the first clear patch of sand he finds and start working off his boots. ]


Alright little sugarskull, I'm here.
goddamngrenades: (why am I clinging)

[personal profile] goddamngrenades 2017-06-05 04:04 am (UTC)(link)
Get what?

[ Shoes off, shirt peeled up to better revel in the salty breeze, leaning far enough forward the little chip at the base of his skull is visible for half a second. Just a moment and little more before he's flopping back entirely, staring up at a familiar yet foreign sky. ]

Keeping you out of trouble?
goddamngrenades: (i might be dead)

[personal profile] goddamngrenades 2017-06-05 07:57 am (UTC)(link)
We are.

[ Until they aren't. Till he's not useful or until she needs to move- who knows. They're close and he's cracked himself open every which way for her to see and know about and she's- been kind.

How much of that was her? How much wasn't? How much of this is gonna hurt when she's back?

How much does he actually care about the future headache? Not that much. They're friends. He cares. It's enough for him right now to try to help out. ]


I don't know. All you said was this was like your home, that you enjoyed the ocean. That hte sea cures everything. Shit like that.
goddamngrenades: (and we shot)

[personal profile] goddamngrenades 2017-06-06 07:29 am (UTC)(link)
So much flexibility offered by technicalities. [ Keeps life interesting for both of them, honestly. He rolls over to prop a hand on his cheek, squinting at her with his good eye. There's a subtle pulse of color- a faint flicker of green in the depths of his pupil. Delta checking in. A quick discussion of how much to say- how much of their hand to tip.

How much trouble this could net them.

But it's- Azucar. It's Sombra. Someone they've chosen to trust, someone that's trusted them in turn. They're not about to break that bond now just cuz she's younger and sharper and angrier than anticipated. ]


I'm a thief that was shot for stealing private military equipment and going AWOL. Also treason. The playing by the rules thing is a very recent development, Mija.
goddamngrenades: (and we died anyway)

[personal profile] goddamngrenades 2017-06-09 09:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Trying to make up for it. The people here in the Legion? Aren't the people that I fought for back home. They're actually pretty decent which took awhile to sink in.

[ Weirdest damn thing ever, but. They'd tiptoed around this conversation before. Kind of nice to actually settle in and have it outright. ]

We get along because we're both hackers. Stealth oriented operatives with a middling grey kind of morality to what we're doing.
goddamngrenades: (why am I clinging)

[personal profile] goddamngrenades 2017-06-09 10:17 pm (UTC)(link)
They have rules they need to follow to do their job. Sometimes shit needs to get done that bends or breaks them, that's what I mean. You don't really get it when you're older either.

[ He's not terribly surprised that she doesn't get it now. ]

You don't have to. Unless I'm just a puzzle to pick at which- well it's not the first time that's happened and at last you're cute and share your tequila.
goddamngrenades: (this has got to die)

[personal profile] goddamngrenades 2017-06-09 10:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Save the collective multiverse, don't die. Stick around to keep doing that if possible. [ He shrugs. ] You? Fucked if I know. We're...friends but you don't always tell me what you're doing or what you're playing at. I'm the schmuck that believes you actually enjoy my company and that whatever you're doing probably won't get me killed.

[ Probably. It's more blind faith now that he looks at it, now that Delta considers things-

But they've been through and seen plenty. Found shades of truth in the evasions. Then again being through trauma leads to bonding and it's not always the healthiest and now his mind's running wild in circles that lead to nowhere. He drags a hand down his face. Sighs. ]


I dunno. There's a lot I don't know.
goddamngrenades: (i'm lost)

[personal profile] goddamngrenades 2017-06-09 11:18 pm (UTC)(link)
This isn't the kinda shit you escape Pequeñita. The whole universe is gonna end. Every universe is gonna end. Your home, mine, people we've met, people we'll never know- you either fight to stop that- or you don't.

[ He's already tried the running from it gig; and they'd had this talk. Right now he's got too much reason to stay. ]

Besides. I don't have anywhere else to go. We're needed here. All you gotta do is tell me goodbye if you bail.

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