In that calm before the storm

[vata]

Who| Sombra and Locus
What| post-timeskip conversations
Where| Locus' apartment
When| before everything goes to heck
Warnings/Notes| NA/ will add as necessary

[It's late when she shows up. Higher chance he'll be home, lower odds they'll be interrupted— though Sombra usually operates at night anyway. Half the time it's a wonder she gets any sleep at all.

A few knuckles at the door, waiting patiently. All that vibrant blue gone, and in its place the violet ensemble and circuitry Sombra always used to roam freely in. No presents, no warnings or apologies from the starting line: if he wants to see her— if he's willing— she wants that to be the deciding factor. Nothing else.

Part of her wonders if he'll even recognize her like this.]

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[agnominal]

[ If she thinks it's the lights and circuits and clothing that defined her in the first place? She doesn't know Locus as well as she thinks.

He knows who it is the moment he opens the door, judging by the way he immediately steps back to allow her in. No questions. If she's here at this hour, there's a reason. ]