[OPEN] You're Out of Touch

[vata]

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 ladyavali for specific plotting!]

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[vata]

"You lost, hermanita?"

It's a cool call from behind her, Sombra's own arms folded as she watches this peculiar little kid meander— unbothered— through her territory. Most people know what tags like this mean, even ones as young as her, but then again they're not exactly on Earth: it's possible she's never even been told.

[tiny_justice]

She stands and turns quickly towards the voice, still clutching the paint can in her hand. She was indeed incredibly lost - not even in the proper universe as far as she could tell - but one look at the other girl and she knows not to give away any information that might be used against her.

"Why did you do this?"

She motions to the tag behind her, pointedly ignoring the question.

[vata]

"Because it's mine." She shrugs, offhanded and casual and seemingly unfazed by the idea that anyone would do anything differently. "Why wouldn't I want people to know it?"

There's a slight pause, and then she adds, thoughtfully: "Feel like giving it a shot?"

[tiny_justice]

Fareeha recoils with a frown, taking the paint can with her as if holding onto it meant that no one would ever tag again.

"No." She looks over at the building and back at Sombra, "Is this really your building?" She sounds entirely unconvinced.

[vata]

Sombra scoffs out an amused huff, letting Fareeha keep the paint can without complaint. "You see anybody else here taking credit?"

[tiny_justice]

Fareeha lets out her own frustrated sound.

"You can't just walk around claiming buildings. I could say it's mine and you're messing it up."

[vata]

"But you're not."

Sombra shrugs, looking for all the world as convinced as she really is that this is— essentially— the truth.

"Who says you don't own what you take?"

[tiny_justice]

"That's called stealing." Fareeha is not at all impressed with her flippant attitude and disregard for common courtesy. "And, this is vandalism. You could get arrested for this."

[vata]

"People that make the laws steal, too." She turns, dropping her shoulder to rest against the wall in a sideways, casual slouch. "It's only fair somebody beats them at their own game."

A beat, and then she adds, smugly: "And they'd have to catch me first."

[tiny_justice]

"There are ways to get them in trouble that don't involve stooping to their level." Fareeha frowns, crossing her arms, still holding onto the paint.

"You're just going to run, like a coward?"

[vata]

"Running and being a coward? Two separate things."

In her experience, even Overwatch did their fair share back in the day. Survival— on every scale— is about picking your battles.

"Besides, I like the idea of fighting fire with fire."