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You're running away from something! It could be anything, from a rampaging kirin to a gaggle of overly enthusiastic children! One way or another, you can't stop, and much like a katamari ball, you feel obligated to grab everyone in your path along the way to keep them out of danger! Or perhaps you're more the sort to try and knock them into it as a distraction...?
- Where There's A Will, There's A...?
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- SECRET UNDERCOVER MODE ACTIVATE!
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- Everybody needs a little darkness...
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- Incoming!
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tushanshu_ooc2016-07-06 11:18 pm
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[McCree sidles up behind Trace, his arms crossing over his chest. He can't help but get himself involved, especially after spotting an old friend.]
She packs one hell of a punch lemme tell ya. Don't wanna make her mad.
[Sure he knows Tracer would never hurt the merchant, but he doesn't have to know that now does he?]
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McCree!
[She's so damn happy to see him.]
Where have you been? It's been too bloody long, love!
[The vendor continues to protest, not liking that her attention is gone from him or what the cowboy said. Tracer glances back at the vendor, holds up a finger and shoots him a smile.]
Be with you in a sec, poppet.
[And she's back to McCree.]
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Ya know how it is. Rightin' wrongs. Fightin' the bad guys. Those kinda things.
[McCree just ignores the vendor completely. Sorry pal but he just found one of his old buddies.]
Gotta say, this is the last place I thought I'd run into ya again. Glad to see I was wrong.
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[That smile of hers isn't going anywhere. It's a huge relief to see someone she knows. McCree and her might not of had much to do with each other, but they're team all the same and she knows he's one of the good ones. And a total badass.
Blame the excitement, but Tracer reaches out to pull him into a half hug, friendly but still wary of boundaries. The last thing she wants is to make him uncomfortable. They're soldiers, after all.]
I'm so darn happy to see you. I was starting to think I was the only one of us on this turtle. You've heard that right? We're on a giant turtle, love!
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[The hug isn't what he's expecting but he doesn't push her away either. Soldiers they may be but they're not exactly what you call conventional. With a chuckle he returns the hug with one of his own.
Feels damn good to see one of the team after so long.]
Yeah might of heard a thing or two about that. Just hope the big fella doesn't decide to take a dive with just still on it.
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[She hasn't really heard a thing from him since the team disbanded after all.]
Missed ya.
[The smile doesn't leave her face, but it does take a slightly sadder turn. After everything they did for the world, things still didn't turn out well. It's not a good feeling to know you did your best and it was still not enough.
Tracer takes a deep breath and forces her smile to a happier one. They're here right now. Things are alright. She's all but forgotten the vendor, who stands behind his counter staring at them with his arms folded.]
Say, how about something to eat? My shout. Then we can talk more about this turtle business.
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[McCree sees her smile falter just the slightest. The look in her eyes tell him everything he needs to know. He's seen that same look before in the mirror.
He was a member of Blackwatch. That was the whole reason things started crashing down around them. It might be dumb, but he can't help but feel a little responsible for what happened to his team. His friends.
Without really saying anything, McCree lays a hand on her shoulders and squeezes. He gets it.]
Bite to eat sounds like a great idea.