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[The sun was still at least an hour away from even starting to creep over the horizon when Genji slips out of bed, awoken by a sound that no one else would have been able to hear while alert, much less from a dead sleep. Leaving the comfort of Angela's embrace so early wasn't how he wanted to spend his morning, but in the wake of her news the other night on the encroaching turmoil of the region, he can't risk not being on guard. He collects his swords and disappears into the pre-dawn gloom.
When he returns, it's with a new black singe mark on his chest that surrounds two points of contact for a taser lead and a newfound urgency.]
Angela, get up. [He grips her shoulder and gives her a gentle shake.] The camp is in danger.
When he returns, it's with a new black singe mark on his chest that surrounds two points of contact for a taser lead and a newfound urgency.]
Angela, get up. [He grips her shoulder and gives her a gentle shake.] The camp is in danger.
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Date: 2018-02-25 05:00 am (UTC)What? They're so close already? [She sits up, frantically yanking her hair back up into a ponytail. In the dim glow of the single lantern she notices the mark on his chest, her eyes widening.]
Genji, what- [The sound of muffled gunfire cuts her off. She barely hesitates, pushing herself off the cot and letting her coat fall to the ground.]
Sheisse- how close are they? I need to put on my suit. [Her Valkyrie suit and Caduceus staff were propped up in another corner of the tent- she mentally scolds herself for not at least having the suit already on.]
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Date: 2018-02-25 05:17 am (UTC)[He turns his head towards the tent entrance, listening intently to the growing sounds of a firefight as the initial noise rouses the camp's security. He knows they wouldn't be enough, but he needs to make sure that Angela is secure first before he rushes back out.]
They are not militants from the city, this is something else. [He hears the approach outside the tent before the flaps are suddenly thrust aside and the he lunges forward, the black-clad man crashing to the dirt before he could barely set one foot inside. Two shuriken protrude from his chest armor, the third lodged solidly in his neck. He's dead in an instant.
Genji glances back in Angela's direction, three more throwing stars sliding into place between his fingers.]
I can hold them off, you must evacuate your patients.
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Date: 2018-02-25 05:32 am (UTC)...He's too well-armed to be a soldier from around here. [Her expression darkens as she looks over the body. Before she leaves she hastily retreats back to the desk, retrieving her folder of letters and thrusting them into a satchel.]
There's an abandoned town several miles south of here that we'll be headed towards. It's too deep in our territory, so it should be safe. [There's a flicker of sadness as she steps over to him, a gloved hand lifted to stroke the side of his face.] Be careful, Genji.
[She steps outside and disappears a in a trail of golden light streaming from her wings, out into the darkness and approaching gunfire.]
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Date: 2018-02-25 06:42 am (UTC)Which means he needs to move swiftly.
The camp is wired through a series of tall poles, electricity and communication cables strung between them offering an easy transit above the ground as he heads towards the sounds of gunfire. The infantry that have already responded are sorely out gunned and backed into a barely defensible position, huddled behind a stack of containers outside the mess tent. Briefly, Genji spots the teenager from the night before, clutched protectively in the arms of a nurse. Shit.
He leaps into the midst of the attackers, a flash of green in the dark moving between them faster than they can train their weapons on him. The scouts earlier had tagged him only by virtue of the both of them taking each other by surprise. These men would not be so lucky.
He cuts them down with ruthless efficiency before looking up and spotting a flash of a figure- a woman, leaping through the air and sinking a grappling line into the roof of a guard tower. Genji glances at the shocked huddle of soldiers and civilians peering out from around the crates, just long enough to assure himself that they were safe, then as swiftly as he had arrived, he has vanished again.]
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Date: 2018-02-25 07:22 am (UTC)All of you, this way. [She helps the trembling woman to her feet and hurries the small crowd back towards the rear exit of the camp. They've nearly reached the gates- thankfully, the enemy hadn't made it that far- when the camp's lights suddenly go out, plunging them all into darkness.
Angela barely flinches among the panicked screams- up ahead she can see the large transportation vehicle normally used for cargo. There's a flutter of relief when she recognizes the vague outline of a colleague, who frantically begins to wave at the sight of her wings.]
Go, go! [She herds the panicked group onward, only following when she's sure everyone has made it. With the light from the vehicle spilling out into the darkness, she's relieved to see that the wounded were already being loaded on board. A boy no older than the one from the mess hall stands nearby, a gun clutched in his shaking hands.]
I'll do one more sweep, and then I'm headed to the front. And get those doors closed, or find a way to turn off those blasted lights. We'll meet at the rendezvous point.
[It's all a little too familiar. Angela smoothly turns on her heel and flies off into the night, her staff clutched in her hands. Below her the camp is nearly impossible to make out, save for the occasional lantern or discarded flashlight. There's a risk, she knows, to flying out in the open like this, but she takes care to never stay still.
She circles around the camp, and it's not until she's about to steer herself towards where most of the fighting is that she realizes how odd this all was. Nobody had tried to fire at her even once, and she knows they had to have spotted her. A sudden chill shoots up her spine-a sneaking suspicion, or did it suddenly get colder?
She sees it then, out of the corner of her eye: the subtlest of movements from a guard tower, almost like the creeping of a spider. Something red peers out at her from the darkness and she flinches before the shot's even fired.
Her right wing explodes in a shower of sparks and metal, and Angela suddenly sags in the air. Panic takes hold of her as she struggles to stay afloat, but the damage is too much for the suit and she tumbles back to the ground.
There's an unpleasant sound as her head collides with something hard- she gasps and clutches at the wound, her hand coming away sticky with blood. Cursing, she tries to use her staff to pull herself up, but it's too cold, numbing her down to the bone. Around her the sounds of gunfire and screams fade away into an unsettling nothingness. As the shadows begin to creep towards her, she barely manages to wonder if the sniper had missed after all.]
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Date: 2018-02-25 09:02 am (UTC)Behind him, the darkness reforms and shoots across the distance between them, but Genji is faster by far, sweeping Angela up and bounding out of the way just as the black smoke slams into the same space and rears up. Genji flicks his attention to the guard tower in the distance, but he can't see any sign of the sniper. When he looks back, the darkness has reformed into the hulking shape of a man, the empty sockets of a bone white mask glaring out from under a heavy cowl. A rumbling sound rises up all around them and it takes Genji a moment to realize that it's coming from the man in front of them: an angry, sinister snarl.
From the depths of his coat, he pulls out a pair of sawed off shotguns, elegantly designed in stark contrast to the brutality of everything else about the man.]
Drop her, boy. That's an order.
[Genji doesn't answer, only turning his body by a fraction, ready to put his shoulder first should their enemy decide to open fire on them. Better he take the shot than Angela.]
Can you still fly? [He whispers it to her, stepping backwards as the man starts to advance. He can't fight with her in his arms, but he needs to come up with something fast.]
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Date: 2018-02-25 09:26 am (UTC)I can maybe glide. And not far. [She doesn't want to risk going too high with that sniper still out there. Thankfully, the fall seemed to have only stunned her, the cut shallow- she'll be able to run if it comes to that. She sneaks a glance at the figure approaching them, a confused look on her face.]
Who- [Was he here for her? She stares at the mask as if she could deduce its wearer's identity, nearly forgetting that their lives were at stake. Her head throbs in pain and she hisses, leaning into Genji's arms.]
I know this camp better than he does. [Her voice drops to a fast whisper as she slowly removes her pistol from its holster.] I can get away if-
[Sweat mixes blood as she lifts the gun, knowing the time for talk is over. She looks up at him, blue eyes burning with determination- in one smooth movement she abruptly aims the pistol over his shoulder and fires at their opponent. Angela doesn't look back when she flies- nearly literally- from Genji's arms, swiftly disappearing around several stacked crates and into a labyrinth of tents. Her feet practically drag along the ground and after several seconds her damaged wing finally gives out- she barely catches herself from falling into the dirt.
She forces herself to break into a frantic run towards the evacuation zone, dreading the sound of two shotguns firing.]
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Date: 2018-02-25 10:35 am (UTC)I will find you. [He says it just before she whips her arm over his shoulder and there's the tak-tak-tak of the pistol's silenced chamber in his ear. All it appears to do is cause the dark man to draw up in confused surprise, but it's enough time to act and Genji flings Angela into the air just as she pushes away. The white flash of her suit disappears out of the corner of his vision as he twists back around, wakizashi pulled from its sheath in anticipation.
And right on cue, the crack of one shotgun echos through the air and Genji just barely has time enough to duck out of the way, the slug from the second gun deflected off the edge of his blade. He feels the scrape of loose shot across the side of his face, but there's no time to think about it. The man is not subtle, loud and noisy, full of so much anger that Genji can practically feel it rolling off of him in frigid waves, but it makes him easy to track. A handful of shuriken embed themselves into his thick shoulder pauldron, the rest bouncing off body armor that must been heavier than he'd anticipated.]
You never did learn to take orders.
[The man's body dissolves into black smoke and hisses across the ground towards Genji, who leaps back, only to have the figure solidify with shocking speed and before he can react, he's tumbling across the ground clutching his chest.]
Sombra, where--
[Another round of throwing stars ricochet off the man's mask, followed shortly after by Genji himself, wakizashi bared. He swings for the intruder, blade slicing into fabric and presumably flesh- he can feel the difference in friction against the blade, but no blood comes. The man whips a gun at him and he side steps, slicing again, this time the blow glancing off the heavy barrel of the other gun. A shot kicks up dirt in the space he'd been occupying just a split second before, then another, and Genji finds himself having to run from a volley of shotgun shells that the man is able to fire much faster than expected.]
Leave this place! Whatever you want, you will not find it here today!
[The laugh that answers him is bone chilling.] You think you can stop me?
[Genji's feet dig into the dirt as he comes to a stop, his smaller blade snapped back into its sheath before his hand goes to the hilt rising behind his shoulder.]
I know I can.
[The blade hisses as it's pulled free, channeled energy focused into the first strike that lands squarely across the dark man's chest, sending him backwards, his shots going wide. Genji presses his attack in a flash of green discharged power, even as he feels a blast from the shotguns rip into his arm, until finally the darkness swallows his target once again.
This time, however, the curling smoke pulls away, seething across the ground and into the shadows of the tents. Genji comes to a stop, his damaged suit steaming in the morning air. He could pursue him, but if he was here for Angela, then he needed to rejoin her first.
His sword is returned to its sheath and he bolts in the direction she'd said the rest of the camp was evacuating towards.]
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Date: 2018-02-25 07:31 pm (UTC)On several occasions she needs to stop and press herself to the side of whatever cover she can find- there were several guard towers positioned all around the camp, and she couldn't be so sure the sniper wasn't still looking for her. The next time, she knows, they won't aim for a wing.
Her heart leaps in relief when she sees there was still one transportation vehicle that had not yet left. The awkward teenager from the mess hall pulls her up and she topples onto the floor of the truck's bed with an undignified oof. A drab blanket is hastily thrown over her and everyone else, a meager attempt at camouflage as the truck sputters to life and drives off into the desert.
She huddles in a corner of the bed, fighting the urge to lift their cover. Guilt settles back in her stomach as she takes in the frightened faces of her fellow passengers- was all of this really because of her? Who was that man- what was he?
Her eyes close and she sighs, pressing her staff towards the gash on her forehead. There's a tingling feeling as the nanites swarm the wound, uncomfortable and then fading to a dull pleasantness as the cut is sealed up, leaving behind only dried blood. She spends the rest of the trip patching up everyone else's wounds. Her thoughts drift to Genji at times, some part of her hoping he'll suddenly come tumbling into the back of the truck like she did.
The dilapidated ruins of the town aren't much, but they're more solid than tents. By the time they arrive the sun is well up- at least they'll be able to see any surprise attacks now. Angela puts herself to work with the soldiers, patching up their injuries and getting some food and water in them. Nobody had thought to ask a doctor if she knew anything about their attackers, so she kept her mouth shut as she worked. She needed to talk to Genji about it- every now and then she'll be caught staring off in the direction they had fled from, a worried look on her face.]
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Date: 2018-02-25 08:52 pm (UTC)No, an empty camp would serve them far better than one wounded idiot running about trying to play a hero. He slips from the compound, but instead of heading south, he returns to the city. If he was going to catch up to the unit during the daytime, he needed a few things.
The barely functional motorbike he'd 'borrowed' is left behind an outcropping of rocks as soon as the ruins Angela had mentioned come into view and he finishes he trek on foot, uninterested in being shot at or detained the moment some on-edge guard caught sight of him. Dressed in tattered clothes and with his unmasked face wrapped in several scarves, he paints a close enough picture of a straggling refugee that the guards let him past the checkpoint, pointing him in the direction of the aid station when he asks about Dr. Ziegler.
He finds her in what he can only assume must have been some sort of meeting house when it was still in one piece, the open floorspace covered in cots and huddling civilians. The sun is starting to creep back down towards the horizon as he approaches her, casting long shadows through broken windows.]
A moment of your time, doctor?
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Date: 2018-02-25 09:24 pm (UTC)The working conditions were worse than they were back in the camp, but she tried to make do with what she had. Nobody blamed her when she was unable to save a young soldier- not even her staff could keep up with several bullets that had spent several hours lodged in the chest of a young woman.
She retreats to a makeshift cleaning station that was little more than two buckets. As she rinses the blood off of her gloves, she bitterly notes if their injuries don't kill these people, there's a good chance an infection might.
She feels him there before he speaks and some of the tension immediately leaves her body. When she looks at him there's a tired, if relieved look on her face- she reaches out a hand to touch him but barely manages to stop herself.]
Are you injured? [She tries to keep her tone neutral, but the way her eyes frantically search his body for any visible wounds tells a different story. Regardless, she presses a gentle touch to his shoulder and begins to lead him out into an unused hallway under the guise of a doctor leading her patient.
The hall itself is too small and damaged to be of any real use- Angela sneaks one glance back through the doorway to make sure nobody had seen them.]
I had forgotten how much you Blackwatch agents love your dramatic entrances. [It's meant to be a light jest, but her tired tone and the way her shoulder droop say she's not quite in the mood for joking.]
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Date: 2018-02-25 10:02 pm (UTC)Her comment about Blackwatch stirs a memory of the fight and how the dark man had spoken to him, as if he knew him and had expected him to obey. Very few people could claim such a thing.]
Your soldiers are more likely to shoot me on sight than let me in after what happened. I would not have been welcomed. [The old coat is peeled away from his shoulders next, exposing the damage done to his one good arm. The suit had taken the brunt of it, but his arm was still streaked with lines of blood where the shot had broken through.]
Was the evacuation successful?
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Date: 2018-02-25 10:18 pm (UTC)[She lifts her staff and flips the switch on, watching with a tired look as the golden glow begins to settle over Genji's wounds.] Whoever they were, they weren't from here.
[Something she imagine he's already figured out on his own- maybe even more.]
They're talking about trying to air lift those with the more grave injuries back into the city. We don't have the equipment right now to keep them alive... in a few days they'll probably launch an expedition to see if there's anything worth salvaging from the camp.
You were able to get away safely? Nobody followed you? [She doesn't expect Genji would let anyone trail him if he didn't want them to, but she still worries.]
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Date: 2018-02-25 10:46 pm (UTC)You did what you could. [Which he thinks she already knows, but he feels like it should be said anyway. The nanites are not an entirely unpleasant feeling and on some level he can feel them 'talking' to his cybernetics, repairing the damage done with an efficiency no human would have been able to match.
When she asks if he was followed, he answers with a shake of his head.] Driving through the desert in broad daylight is a remarkably effective way to throw off those who would prefer to remain hidden.
[His detour through the city had also been an effort to shake any tail he might have had and he was confident in his work. Still, the matter remained that whoever the attackers had been, they had located them at the camp in the first place and, given reign of what remained, it wouldn't take them long to figure out where this place was.]
But I don't think I was the one they were searching for. [He looks at her pointedly. They both know what he means.]
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Date: 2018-02-25 11:03 pm (UTC)I've made enemies, Genji, but none that have tried to kill me. Steal my work, slander me, yes...[She's not even sure Doctor O'Deorain would stoop to something like attempted murder- never mind that they hadn't spoken in years. It was just unlikely that it was her... but if not, then who?
When she's satisfied with his wound she turns her staff off and leans against the battered wall with a tired sigh, shyly reaching out to tug him closer.]
I suppose it could be anyone with a grudge against Overwatch. [Unlike many former agents, Angela hadn't exactly tried to hide herself after Overwatch disbanded. A guilty look crosses her face as she thinks about how easy it must have been to find her- and how all she had done is gotten more people hurt.] If he really was here for me, I'm more dangerous to these people than I am helpful...
[A memory of the confrontation flickers in her mind and she glances up at him, her brow furrowed:] Did you... know him? He spoke as if he knew you.
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Date: 2018-02-26 12:17 am (UTC)She shouldn't have needed to hide like the rest of them. She'd been a physician, not a combat operative. She helped people. Her efforts at saving lives had been groundbreaking and he has no doubt that without her, Overwatch would have had far more blood on its hands. Nothing about the attack made sense.]
I'm.. not certain. [The Shimada clan didn't have the resources for anything of that scale anymore, he'd made certain of that himself before leaving Overwatch.] Blackwatch? Winston's message did not seem very particular about who it reached.
[The thought that comes to him after the words leave his mouth hits him like a slap to the face. It couldn't possibly be, but what other answer was there? Unless there was something that had happened after he'd left...]
My orders came from Commander Reyes. But that's not possible... [He'd died in the explosion... hadn't he?]
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Date: 2018-02-26 01:54 am (UTC)[It's hard to think about- the conflict that unofficially ended Overwatch, old friends pitted against each other by unfortunate circumstance. A dark look passes over Angela's face as the fight plays out in her heard, like it has countless times before.]
We never found Commander Morrison, but Reyes... it was not good, but he was still alive. [She's only described these events once so that they could be put down in ink and promptly locked away. It's difficult to say if Reyes had anything resembling a positive relationship with those under his command, so her tone is hesitant. She doesn't want to upset Genji.] I tried my best to save him, but the damage was too much.
[That... was a really delicate way to describe the condition she found Reyes in.] I didn't give up so easily, believe me, I thought... I can't say I approve of what Reyes did, but I wasn't just going to let him die. All I can say is that if he did somehow survive, he wouldn't have an easy life.
...And that still doesn't explain why he's trying to kill me. [There's genuine confusion in her voice- sure, she had spoken out against his attempt to recruit Genji, but she butt heads with Morrison and Amari much more than she did him.] A copycat, perhaps? Someone who blames Overwatch for what happened to Reyes?
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Date: 2018-02-26 03:01 am (UTC)Genji's relationship, such as it was, with Gabriel Reyes was about as well developed as one could be between an officer and an insubordinate child under his command. They weren't on the best terms, but he would never have wished the man dead. And he knows Angela would have done everything in her power to save his life, regardless of her personal opinion.
None of it makes sense, but he stops himself from asking if she'd actually seen them put Reyes into the ground. The day had been grim enough already.]
I feel it might not be so simple, but we will find no answers here. [He pushes himself away from the wall and turns to face her, taking her other hand in his.] Come to Nepal. You'll be safe there.
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Date: 2018-02-26 03:12 am (UTC)Give me a day to sort things out. They'll want me to stay. [It hurts that she can't tell them the truth- it'll look as if she's abandoning them when she's most needed.] I'll... tell them my visa expires sooner than I thought.
[Ideally she would like to stay until they could start air lifting the patients, but she knows that's at least two days away.]
And... I'm going to need some new clothes before we leave. I imagine I'll be very easy to track if I stay dressed like this. [All she had was her satchel filled with important documents, his letters and the tools needed to keep her suit and staff repaired. Luckily her laptop had been work issued- she imagines they won't find anything on it they don't already know about.]
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Date: 2018-02-26 03:31 am (UTC)They were somewhere between New Dehli and the Nepalese border, forced to hunker down in a battered motel by a sudden storm. Angela's huddled on the bed, her skirts and scarves soaked with water, idly scrolling through her phone.]
Torbjörn tried calling again... [It was difficult to not respond- whoever these people were, they could have been watching him, too. Thunder rumbles above them and she sighs, dropping her phone on the bed next to her. She looks over at Genji:] Has the storm lightened up?
[Normally she wouldn't suggest travelling in such poor weather, but given their circumstances...]
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Date: 2018-02-26 04:06 am (UTC)Genji lingers by the one window in the room, watching the rain pelt down, sluicing in sheets off the top of the building. He'd cautioned her to get rid of the phone already in case it was being tracked, but by now it would be a moot point in a couple of days, so he'd stopped bringing it up. If it helped her to see the notification she couldn't answer, then she could have it.]
No, and I can't see anything from here. [He steps away and turns towards her, looking like a drowned cat on the bed. He'd been so focused on just getting them as far as he could as fast as possible that he'd barely taken a moment to just... stop and recenter himself. He was doing this for her, he hadn't forgotten that, but in this moment, he's reminded of why.
Approaching the edge of the bed, he reaches out and pushes back a wet strand of her hair, the backs of his fingers brushing against her cheek.]
Try to dry out some of your clothes. I'll return after I've secured the area.
[They'd rushed in so quickly that he hadn't had a chance to scout the building and even if he doubts he'll be able to do much in a storm like this, he needs to make the effort. Still, he lingers for a moment at her side, fingertips on the edge of her jaw, before finally tearing himself away and heading for the door.]
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Date: 2018-02-26 04:24 am (UTC)She nods and leans back on the bed, waiting until he's gone before she stands up and start stripping off her wet clothes. The cool air makes her shiver as she drapes the garments over the shower rod; she combs a hand through her damp hair, but she can tell it won't do her any good once it dries.
There's another set of clothes packed waiting for her packed away, but she hesitates as she picks up a top. It was almost unfair, after all these years, she and Genji were still plagued by their pasts, stopping them from being together. A monastery. Even if they were ever left alone, she would never so much as suggest anything beyond simple hand-holding. And the cold- it's enough to make her shiver again.
She had only been on a handful of dates since Overwatch had shut down, and none of them had gone beyond dinner. Her last one-night stand had been years ago, and she couldn't even remember their name. Didn't she deserve to experience one of the most basic of human desires every now and then? Didn't Genji?
When she settles herself back onto the bed, her face is hot. She does her best to strike what she hopes is an alluring enough pose- at least, Genji will be able to see everything when he walks back in.]
Sheisse, I hope he doesn't say no.
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Date: 2018-02-26 05:46 am (UTC)Mostly this concerned his feelings regarding his brother and his family, but... he cared for her. Would it be wrong to deny himself the desire that came with that affection? He's even more frustrated and soaking wet by the time he makes it back to their room and for a moment, he lingers outside the door, silently warring with himself on whether he needed to meditate on this or not. Maybe he could lock himself in the closet for a few hours...
Eventually he shakes the indecision off and steps inside. He thinks he had something to say regarding their current state of security, but the moment he lays eyes on her, every single thought he has that isn't about Dr. Angela Ziegler naked on the bed utterly vanishes.]
Angela! I- uh- [There are few times when Genji has found himself at an honest lack for words. This is one of them. His immediate instinct is to turn away and offer her some sort of privacy, but rationally that appears to be the last thing she wants from him right now. Behind his visor, his gaze travels up the slender lines of her legs to her hips, her breasts, the beautiful blue of her eyes... It would take a stronger man than he to turn this down.]
...If this is an invitation, then I accept. [She never had been terribly subtle. A side effect of medical school, perhaps. He strides towards her, unclipping his mask as he goes and setting it aside on the nightstand. The way he kisses her leaves about as little to the imagination as her state of undress, slanting his mouth hard across hers as he braces a knee onto the edge of the bed and leans over her, one hand already on her thigh.]
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Date: 2018-02-26 06:13 am (UTC)Ah- mein liebling, you're so cold. [He barely gives her enough time to mumble it between hot kisses, but she manages to pull back, tugging his hand away from her leg so she lift it to her face. Her lips glide over the smooth metal of his knuckles, leaving warmth in their wake. She winks at him teasingly, just barely pressing his thumb against the full shape of her lips before she turns her attention to warming up his palm.]
That's better. [Her voice drops to a soft purr as she guides his hand back down to her hips, pulling him in for another hard kiss. They were alone now- really alone, and now neither of them needed to hold back, a realization that sends a shiver down her spine.]
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Date: 2018-02-26 06:48 am (UTC)The moment she releases his hand, he's pushing himself the rest of the way onto the bed, wedging a knee between hers and pushing aside her leg. His mouth breaks away from hers with some considerable effort- he goes back more than once, too eager for her kisses- and he nudges her jaw up to press his tongue against that spot behind her ear she'd shown him before.
His now warmed fingers dip between her legs, just barely teasing between the folds of her sex with smooth metal fingertips. His teeth scrape over the soft skin of her throat.]
You could warm the rest while you're at it, doctor.
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Date: 2018-02-27 02:04 am (UTC)I don't think that will be a problem. [Not with the way he's touching her. His mouth on her throat and that teasing caress between her legs is already overwhelming, a testament to how... eager she was.
Her fingers slide down the back of his neck and spine encouragingly- it's hard to predict just what feels good to Genji. They did their best to recreate what he had lost, but there were... some things he needed to test out on his own. Well, at least now she can help him out with that.
She tilts her hips up, pressing back against the touch of his hand with a quiet, satisfied sound. There's already a warmth and wetness building between her legs, and just the slightest hint of his touch is enough to make her toes curl.]
Scheisse, it's been too long... [Maybe she should try to be a little more modest, but judging from the way Genji practically jumped onto the bed with her, Angela's quite positive that she's not the only one with pent up urges.]
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Date: 2018-02-27 03:27 am (UTC)His fingers are exploratory and her affirmative reactions are all he needs. He drags his mouth down her throat and over her collar, leaving a moist trail of kisses down her chest.]
No lonely nights to yourself? [There's an obvious tease in his voice as he keeps moving lower, kissing between her breasts and pausing to lick at her navel.] No silent longing for a far away lover?
[He's grinning now and it's impossible to hide it, not with the way he finally sinks his shoulders down between her legs and glances up at her. A moment before he drags the flat of his tongue up the length of her sex and closes his lips around her clit.
He generally looks upon his past as wasteful and foolish, too many years being aimless, but just this once, maybe he can go easy on himself. His hands stroke the soft curve of her stomach and he hums as he circles her clit with his tongue. Modesty be damned.]
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Date: 2018-02-27 04:31 am (UTC)Oh, yes, and they were dreadful. Nothing compared to... [She bites her lip, the muscles in her stomach tensing up beneath his touch. She draws in a quiet breath:] ...compared to the touch of another.
Perhaps one day I'll- ah- [The way he looks up at her and pulls her legs over his shoulders sends heat curling through her.] -tell you- [His head drops between her legs, that first drag of his tongue against her sex nearly sending her reeling.] -what I... what I-
Fick, Genji- [His mouth over her clit makes whatever she was trying to stammer out irrelevant. Her head's thrown back with a sharp gasp, resisting the urge to buck her hips too hard. Holy shit, she needed that.]
Genji, Genji... [She pants his name as she wills herself to look back at him, her skin growing flush and warm. When she feels him humming she nearly falls back into the pillows with a groan that dissolves into breathless laughter:]
Oh, you're mean. [She responds with a tilt of her hips, as if she could offer more of herself to him. It was almost too wonderful to be real, just the two of them like this, finally being able to express their feelings for each other.
With a few more quiet noises her free hand fumbles for one of his, squeezing their fingers together as her eyes fall closed in concentration.] Mmph, you're absolutely wonderful, mein liebling...
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Date: 2018-02-27 05:17 am (UTC)She grips his fingers and he moves their hands to sheets at her hip, pinning hers down. His other arm wraps around her thigh, supporting that angle of her hips so he can put his shoulders into the way he lavishes attention on her clit, alternating between sucking and flicking with his tongue. He pauses only occasionally to give due attention to the rest of her, licking greedily between her folds as if a parched man finally lead to water.
Which might not be inaccurate. After his augmentation, he'd been at war with himself, and then the monastery... he hadn't realized just how long it had been before now, since he could last take pleasure not just in someone else, but in his own body. And of course it would be with Angela, the woman who saved him, who had captivated his thoughts no matter how hard he had tried to ignore it. Who else would have accepted him as he is? He has every intention to prove to her that her desire has not been misplaced.]
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Date: 2018-02-27 06:04 am (UTC)It felt so wonderful, not just on a physical level- finally being able to give herself to him. No more protocols, no more doubts and regrets. Guilt that she couldn't give him the help he needed had weighed heavy on her for years, but now she could finally feel it starting to lift- tenderness flashes in her eyes as she looks down at him, her head tilted contemplatively to the side.
A hard shudder takes her by surprise and she groans, arching her back off of the bed, gritting her teeth as heat and pleasure wash over her.]
Ah, not yet- [She feels hyper aware of everything- the weight of him between her legs, each drag of his tongue, every bead of sweat sliding down her forehead and to her throat. Humidity was beginning to creep into the room, bathing her in heat and leaving her struggling from breath.
Her fingernails scrape against the back of her head- with a sharp cry her hips jerk up:]
Genji, GENJI- FUCK- [At the last second she smacks her hand over her mouth as her orgasm hits her. It does little to really muffle her screams, the way she practically sobs his name as wave after wave of ecstasy hits her. Her hips roll in a feeble attempt to match his movements, but every lick and suck just sends her spiraling back down. She crashes back against the blankets and pillows with one last yell, her hands frantically grasping for him.]
Fick mich....
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Date: 2018-02-27 06:26 am (UTC)Her hands are pawing at his head, but he gives it a quick toss to dissuade her from grabbing hold before going back to rubbing his tongue in lazy swipes between her legs, working her down from her orgasm. The room was already muggy before, and with his face pressed against her sex, the taste and smells of her is borderline overwhelming.]
Ie-ie, Angela. I don't think they quite heard you in the next town over.
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Date: 2018-02-27 06:49 am (UTC)If we do get kicked out, it's your fault. Or mine, I suppose. [She was the one who got naked, after all. With a soft sigh she sits back up, pushing messy hair back out of her face.]
Enjoying yourself? Come here. [She tugs him up so she can pull him into a kiss, taking in the taste of herself on his lips. When she breasks it she takes his chin in her hand, watching him closely.]
Did you... want me, like this? Back then? [Her voice is soft as her thumb rubs against traces of her orgasm- if she could blush anymore, she would. She's not entirely sure why she needs to ask this sort of question, or why she needs to hear the answer. Maybe some part of her still doesn't feel like this is real... maybe a very tiny part of her is turned on by the idea of it.]
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Date: 2018-02-27 07:12 am (UTC)I am enjoying you. [Kneeling between her legs, he lets his hands come to rest on her thighs and falls quiet as she looks at him, her fingertips warm on his chin. He can tell there's more on the tip of her tongue, but what she does ask takes him by surprise and his expression softens. He won't lie to her, of that he's certain, but she has to know the ramifications of her question. Not only had she been his primary physician, she'd also technically out-ranked him.]
In a manner, yes, although I never would have acted on it. I felt unworthy of even the shame of admitting what I felt.
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Date: 2018-02-27 09:09 am (UTC)I wanted you to be happy. I really did. [There's a part of her, she thinks, that's always going to feel guilty that she didn't do enough... not as a doctor, but as someone who cared.] I never would have said that.
[She had already dangerously toed that line with the Blackwatch situation... it's actually surprising that nothing ever came of that besides rumors.
There is something about it that does get her heart pounding, yes, but forbidden romances always sound better in books. She shakes her head and smiles, taking his face in her hands.]
Ah, I'm sorry for the ruining the mood... [The kiss that follows is hot and long, only broken when she needs to breathe. She takes in a few deep breaths, her nose bumping against his as she savors the closeness.]
Let me make it up to you. [The mirth is back in her voice as she suddenly rolls them over, pinning him down underneath her. She sweeps her hair out of her face before she straddles him, a triumphant look in her eye.] Since you were enjoying me so much...
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Date: 2018-02-28 02:13 am (UTC)You laid the path for my happiness. I only needed to learn to walk upon it.
[He sinks gladly into the kiss that follows, and when she breaks away and offers to make it up (as if she needed to), he's more than willing to let himself be pushed over. He sinks back against the sheets and makes no effort to hide the way he rakes his gaze down her body when she sits up over top of him.]
If you insist. [He grins and slides his hands up from her legs to her ribs, taking his time to appreciate the shape of her under his palms and the way his fingers move over each soft curve. He half expects to have his hand swatted away, but he reaches for her breast anyway.]
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Date: 2018-03-02 05:30 am (UTC)For now, she just needs to enjoy their time together. She lets his touch lull her in, hips teasingly rolling down against his as his touch goes higher. There's no need to rush things just yet... but of course she can say that, as if she hadn't just been on her back screaming his name only a few minutes ago.
When she feels him palm her breast she opens an eye, lips quirking into an amused smile.]
My, my, how bold... [She covers his hand with hers and presses his touch into the flesh of her breast, encouragingly dragging his palm roughly over her nipple. Her other hand traces a light trail down his throat and chest. It's frustrating to the both of them, she knows, that her touch is dulled to him, but that doesn't mean she can't try. She wants Genji to know that she wants him- all of him.]
Genji, I- [She bites her lip and suddenly rocks her hips down into his, hard. The heat between her legs had hardly ebbed, and the way she had been casually grinding against him definitely hadn't helped things... for either of them, probably.] -I want you.
[It'd be easy for her to take the lead here- she's not exactly unfamiliar with Genji's body or how it works, but... was there anyone else, between him leaving Overwatch and now? Genji's sort of situation was... not exactly the kind that enabled a healthy libido. Regardless, she doesn't want to presume too much- she may have crafted his body, but it wasn't hers to do with as she pleases.]
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Date: 2018-03-02 06:30 am (UTC)She doesn't need to be gentle with him, but perhaps there's something tantalizing about the barely-there whisper of her touch, joined by little pinpricks of more defined sensation when her fingers skim over a thinner, softer parts of the suit. He could remove it- or at least as much of it as he could- but she grinds her hips down against him and he decides that neither of them have the time for that. He'd welcome her touch against his skin another night.
Pushing himself up, he slides an arm around her back, then lower, cupping her backside in his hand and lifting her up just enough that he can work his other hand in between them. His mouth brushes against hers, but doesn't push in for a proper kiss.] Tell me how much, Angela.
[There hadn't been anyone else, not since before the confrontation with his brother, but he certainly hadn't forgotten how sex worked. Nor does he doubt that he's capable of giving Angela just what she wants. The pieces of his suit that come away are slick thanks to her earlier squirming, but his fingers are deft and he works free his quickly hardening cock with a low sound of relief. Angela had been nothing if not dedicated in ensuring that he retain as much of his body's original functionality as possible, despite the need for a few.. augmentations here and there.
He lowers her back down and lets her come to rest against his thighs, both of his hands moving to her arms and guiding her down between them.]
I should thank you for your attention to detail. [He presses her hands to his cock, as if there was any question where he wanted her touch.]
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Date: 2018-03-02 07:23 am (UTC)[Her voice is unexpectedly quiet, though her heart hammers beneath her ribs. Maybe it's too soon to say it, or maybe it's the right thing to say when they're caught up in the heal and the feel of each other's bodies. But Angela can't deny how everything had changed for her the day she received that first letter.
She busies herself with kisses to the corner of his mouth and cheek, laughing softly as she takes his cock in her hand.]
Only the best, of course. [She starts a slow, steady rhythm, her palm warm and soft as she works it along the shaft of his cock. They laugh about it now, but that was... an interesting part of Genji's recovery.
Her other hand gingerly wraps around the head of his cock, her thumb lightly massaging the tip, already wet with pre-cum. She bites her lip as she feels out the length of him, already so hard, that ache between her legs increasing.]
Fühlt sich gut an, nicht wahr? [She mumbles in German without meaning to, her composure already beginning to slip. She watches him intently from beneath messy blonde bangs, her breath hot against his lips.]
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Date: 2018-03-02 08:01 am (UTC)To want, more than anything...
He can't understand her question, but it doesn't matter when her second hands joins the first and the feeling of being wrapped in the heat of her hands sends a fresh stab of arousal through his nerves, shocking in its sharpness. His eyes flick up to meet hers and there's no hiding his own desires. She is not the only one who wants.]
Yes. [He doesn't care if that's actually an appropriate answer to whatever she had asked him. It's as much an indication of his pleasure as it is anything else. The feeling is unlike anything else, unmatched by anything else he could feel in the moment.
He finally captures her mouth, his kiss hard and hungry. Without relinquishing either the grip of his hands or the lock of his lips against hers, he pulls her down to the sheets with him, his hips tilting up eagerly.]
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Date: 2018-03-04 02:41 am (UTC)It'd be easy to get distracted by the way his mouth feels on hers, so with a reluctant noise she pulls away- it wouldn't be fair to Genji. She dizzily nuzzles his cheek, mumbling something in German before she forces herself to sit up. With a shaking hand she pushes her hair back out of her face- the heat was becoming unbearable, her body already slick with sweat.
It doesn't take much, just a slight lift of her hips and the gentle touch of her hand- blue eyes attentively watching him as she pushes herself down onto the head of his cock. They close, briefly, when that first wave of pleasure washes over her, forcing her to stop.]
Scheisse- [She laughs breathlessly and bites her lip as she forces herself to take more of his cock, each subtle movement sending spark after spark of ecstasy through her.]
Genji- [Her other hand scrapes against one of his shoulders, desperate for some sort of anchor. The rhythm she starts is a little too fast, a little too frantic, speaking to how badly she's wanted him. With a frustrated huff of breath she forces herself to slow down, but she looks down at him with nothing but tenderness.]
How's this? [Her hips rolls down onto his in a much more relaxed way, the walls of her sex hot and wet as they drag against the shape of his cock.]
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Date: 2018-03-04 06:50 am (UTC)But it is real and feels the hard, physical drag of reality the moment she slicks the head of his cock the in remnants of her previous orgasm. He grips her thighs- because if he grabs for her hips like he wants to, he'll be pulling her down onto him before they're ready, if her curse and the way she has to ease herself down lower is any indication. Genji himself has to focus on his breathing just to keep himself from running away with what he wants.]
Angela, slow- [She's throwing herself into it and it's been so long, he wants desperately to answer her; to meet her in kind so they can both find some sort of relief. But not this fast.] -slow down...
[He lets out a breath when she does, his head dropping back against the pillows and his grip on her legs easing up. She's so tight around him and the room feels almost too hot, the air too thick. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he thinks that it can't possibly be good for the cybernetics. As if it's going to stop him.
He strokes her thighs and looks up at her with dark eyes, a lazy smile curling its way across his lips. She's absolutely beautiful- flushed, sweaty skin practically aglow in the cheap lighting. He pushes up to meet her when she comes down onto him, giving his hips a little twist each time she seats herself to rub himself up against her inner walls.]
Much better.
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Date: 2018-03-04 09:39 am (UTC)[It did almost feel unreal, after everything they've been through, that they were here like this. That they had somehow found each other after the one thing keeping them connected had been severed. Her hands trail slowly down his chest and stomach, as if she needs to reconfirm that he was real and here. It wasn't as if she hadn't tried to put her forbidden infatuation behind her, but she can no longer put names to those faces. Genji had always been in the back of her mind, a question she thought she would never get an answer to.
The way his cock rubs against her snaps her out of her thoughts- she gasps and arches her back, grinding her hips down, rubbing the walls of her sex around his cock in a hungry attempt to prolong the feeling. She bites her lip and leans back, the slight tilt causing the muscles in her hips to tighten around his shaft. It's immediately too much, the tightness and the way he completely fills her up and she immediately leans forward again with a sharp gasp.]
We'lll... have to try that again next time. [She huffs- there's no need to rush this, and they're both already so wound up. She takes another breath to steady herself, resuming their lazy rhythm, extending a hand to cup the side of his face. Some term of endearment quietly tumbles from her lips as she watches him, steadily putting more speed into her hips.]
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Date: 2018-03-04 09:33 pm (UTC)There are many things I want to try with you. [There's a soft rasp to his voice, a barely perceptible wheeze with each inhale, but he continues to move with her.] So many ways I have dreamed of pleasing you.
[He grips her ass in both hands and encourages her growing rhythm, his heels pressed into the sheets so he can follow her up, keeping more of his cock inside of her. He's not going to last much longer, but he wants to do his best to hold out for her, watching her intently and fighting back the urge to flip them both over and take over.]
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Date: 2018-03-05 06:40 am (UTC)We have all the time now. [Just for a few minutes she can pretend that it wasn't Overwatch that had brought them back together, that they found each other on their own.
The head of his cock rubs up against a spot inside of her that nearly sends her reeling, her teeth clenched to suppress a loud hiss as the walls of her sex squeeze around him. Gasping, she adjusts her position, grinding down onto him as wave after wave of pleasure courses through her.]
Ah, Genji, right... there- [Angela leans over him, hands gripping his shoulders, the roll of her hips never stopping even when she feels her orgasm hit her. She forces herself to lift her head up and watch him as she comes, blonde hair messily plastered to her face by sweat and heat. English and German and his name spill out of her, again and again, until it finally becomes too much and she breaks down with a loud cry.
The sweat and the slickness between her legs make it difficult to keep herself steady- she grits her teeth, the muscles in her arms tensing as she thrusts down onto him, every clench of her sex nearly making her lose it again.]
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Date: 2018-03-05 07:27 am (UTC)She comes apart in a beautiful cascade of reactions and all Genji can do is hold on with her, his arms sliding around her back as he tilts his hips to nudge her over that edge. When she does come, she drags him with her; he knows nothing he could possibly think to do would be enough to stop it.
He pulls her off to the side, nearly throwing her onto the sheets, one leg untangled and thrown over her hip as drives himself into her. He can feel her sex clamping down on him, but it barely seems to matter with how wet she is. He comes hard with a rough sound in the back of his throat, utterly lost in her and the feeling that punches through his gut and claws up his spine, spilling himself into her.
The orgasm leaves him gulping for air, the rasp of his lungs more obvious now, but stubbornly ignored as he drapes himself around her, overheated and sated in a way that he barely remembers the feeling of anymore. He shifts only just enough to pull out and bring his forehead to rest against hers as he tries to catch his breath.]
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Date: 2018-03-05 08:19 am (UTC)Slow breaths. [She mumbles, tilting her head and rubbing her cheek against his. When she's sure that it's nothing serious, she gives him a gentle nudge and rolls them over so he's next to her on the bed.] You need some fresh air.
[Before he can protest she gets off of the bed, taking a blanket to drape around herself as she heads over to the only window in the room. It's not much better outside of their room, but opening the window does bring in a gentle gust of wind. Angela takes in a deep breath before looking back at Genji with a smile.]
Just relax, I'll be right back. [Sweat still sticks to her skin and traces of their orgasms leave the inside of her thighs slick- hardly an angelic image. She tries her best not to waddle to the bathroom.
It doesn't take long before she's back, feeling more refreshed and looking a bit tidier, though her hair is still a damp mess. With a relieved sigh she lets herself fall back onto the bed next to him, immediately turning and throwing an arm over him, tugging him into a kiss.]
Feeling better?
[In more ways than one?]
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Date: 2018-03-05 09:33 am (UTC)It's not an instant fix, but it helps, as does the sudden waft of air that somehow manages to be less muggy than their room. Or at least it feels that way. He lays on his beck, feeling like an utterly inglorious mess and not caring a single bit about it. He wants to go to her, but he knows better and satisfied himself with watching from the bed. It doesn't matter how disheveled she looks- she's still beautiful.]
I'm not going anywhere. [He manages to croak out a laugh and closes his eyes again when she leaves to resume counting his breaths. It might have been meditative if he hadn't been sprawled out on a cheap bed with his dick out.
Her return is greeted with a soft grunt, his rasp in his voice mostly gone. Now it's just something as mundane as a dry throat. He kisses her back and lingers there against her lips.]
Much better, thank you. [He should probably sleep with the mask on tonight, he thinks. Outside, thunder rumbles, but it's distant and if there's lightning to go with it, it's too far away to be seen. The sound of the rain from the open window has turned from a hissing downpour into something a little more reasonable as well. If it holds, they could continue on into the mountains in the morning. It's a sobering thought, but he pushes it aside along with an errant strand of her hair as a slow grin starts to creep its way across his expression.]
I guess I can say now that you really do take my breath away.
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Date: 2018-03-08 04:49 am (UTC)Aren't you a charmer. [She wasn't used to Genji flirting. It made her happy, in a way, that he'd come so far from the man she knew all those years ago.
Her head drops to his chest- she should really get dressed before she nods off, but she's too content to lay here with him and enjoy the faint chill settling over warm skin.] Perhaps I could have waited until we were somewhere with more agreeable weather.
[Looking back on her actions, they do take her by surprise... not that she expects any complaints from Genji over coming back and finding her naked and waiting for him. When would they have another opportunity like this? It was almost a bleak reminder of the situation they were in.]
...We should get some rest. [When they were somewhere more secure and safe they could take the time they needed to explore each other and their desires. Outside, there's a softer murmur of thunder, and Angela tugs the blanket she had borrowed over the two of them.]