[Everyone needs a vacation. Hers she makes when Talon's mission schedule runs thin— when Gabriel is less likely to go sour when he turns around and finds her gone with a memo flashing in brilliant violet that she'll be back in a few weeks— snagging a plane for cheap and sending off a curious text to see if her old partner in crime was around. A shot in the dark: so often the Junkers are off on a tour de destruction...
...this time she wants a little less outright mayhem, and a little more conversation. Well— maybe a little mayhem mixed in there as well.
As she climbs out into the open air and closes the distance between them, peeling down a slick pair of reflective shades with a single clawed finger, Sombra tilts her head in an eager little nod towards them.]
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...this time she wants a little less outright mayhem, and a little more conversation. Well— maybe a little mayhem mixed in there as well.
As she climbs out into the open air and closes the distance between them, peeling down a slick pair of reflective shades with a single clawed finger, Sombra tilts her head in an eager little nod towards them.]
¿Qué tal, Jamison?