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Amelie never had the best of luck, whether it was not taking an umbrella outside on an extremely sunny day - only for it to turn into the harshest of thunderstorms. Or having the most irritating of pests follow her around like a plague … Regardless, she took it in her stride.

And seeing a very familiar face was just another one of those times, but she wouldn’t be Widowmaker if she didn’t jump at the opportunity to push boundaries.

Which explained her current scenario, seating herself a Cafe table as the sun began to set amongst this stain of a City. Newspaper covering the upper half of her body once she completed her order of a simple black coffee - She earned it.

It was only when her server showed up that things finally started getting interesting.

     “The apron is a good look on you, mon chérie.” the smallest of smiles graces her features as the newspaper is finally lowered, taking in her colleague’s look and simply nodding. “You finish soon, no? I will wait for you.” despite being pushed forward as a question, that was merely a demand in disguise.

Being stuck here isn’t opportune. She’s got plans, goals, none of which can be accomplished in sheep town. Opening a coffee shop in some attempt to form a front for actual operations in a place that seemed too good and squeaky clean to be just that, was boring. Aside from not actually serving customers and making the coffee machines spray Reaper from time to time, she needed action and something to keep her attention. 

Then there’s that familiar, welcome voice. Her favourite spider. This was definitely interesting, now most of the terrorist family was here. How great.

❝ Yeah? You should see it on Reaper. ❞ She laughs, placing a hand on her hip before leaning on the table. ❝ I finish when I want to, araña. It’s my cafe. Best one here. ❞ It isn’t, neither of them seem to care much about serving although they did hire some new blood. The coffee, however, amazing.

❝ Y’know, you should join us here. ❞

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mekaist:

Gaming seemed to be her only escape from the weirdness of the city. The pink 3DS was one of the possessions that seemed to join her here (unlike a certain something) so she was grateful to be able to immerse herself in her game and forget about the world for at least a couple hours.

Well, she would… if the screen hadn’t blacked out. The purple skull floating in front of her face was all too familiar; she had seen that many times before and if having Reaper as her neighbour wasn’t bad enough, she had to be here too!

“You…you did not just make me lose!” Her voice rose an octave with every word as she jumped to her feet, glancing around for the one she knew was responsible for this. “You are so dead!”

Sombra crosses her arms loosely, clicking her tongue in an expression of mock sympathy as she makes her presence apparent. ❝ Ay, pobrecita! Did your little game go away? So sorry. ❞ She isn’t, at all and her lips lift to form a satisfied grin. A good reaction, something she wanted and it was laid out right before her in a predictable manner.

❝ And who is going to kill me? You? ❞ She leans back a bit, feigning as though she’s looking around for something.  ❝ You know, it’s funny. Seems like you’re alone, huh? ❞

❝ Seems like...you could use a friend. So I’d think twice before you take me on just yet, amiga. ❞

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byspite:

- [ ✖ ] — The sound of gurgling, spitting, churning coffee is enough to make a sour mood even more so. Body language screaming that of someone royally pissed off ( but, when was he not these days ). Most would say that, all things considering, this wasn’t a bad outcome. Wrong. This was a horrible outcome.

First had come the sheep ( sheep — literal sheep ), then his lovely neighbor, now this. If he hadn’t thought himself cursed before, well… he would certainly think so now.

He was starting to despise coffee.

Sombra’s entrance was hard to miss. Seething as the machine backfired — covering his front, the floor. Hiss escaping as he purposefully does not return the greeting. Muffled die aimed in her direction. 

❝  Nice of you to finally show — in fact, how about you make the fucking cappuccino.  ❞

That’s a funny one, her, making the coffee. Not gonna happen. At least, not for others anyway. She just smirks, leaning over once she calibrated the machines again, placing a cup down and making herself a nice, delicious cappuccino. 

❝ You got it, Gabe. ❞ She utters when she’s done, sitting back casually and sipping the drink before shooting him a sly smirk. She’s satisfied with what she’s done, and his reaction to being sprayed, now venturing to be a further nuisance in a strange environment.

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❝ Hacking, huh? This “hacker” should call me if they want to know what real hacking looks like. ❞

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Step right up to get yourself hacked a starter while I follow the ml, gonna cap this at five for now, castmates exempt of course! Feel free to let me know if you’d like a thread to do with her hacking you or anything as I’m not going to do that unless I have plotted it. 

I’m on a roll so I’ll uncap this for now if anyone is interested.

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@kiingtooru​ wants to get hacked

New city, new things to do, she supposes. Although coming here takes her heavily off track from her goals. Still, what’s a girl to do but explore and figure out how to get back or...how to extort the people here. She needs cards in her hand, and quick. Though what she sees instead is someone young attempting to get something from a vending machine with no cash on them, clearly she has to help.

❝ Ay, pobrecito! Let me just get that for you. ❞ She doesn’t offer money, instead the woman leans against the machine waving her hand to bring up a screen she begins typing on. Once she’s finished, she smirks as she raises a finger to beckon the screen away, bread from the machine falling out on its own and he’s free to choose however many he wants.

❝ There you go. Someone has to do the hard work around here. ❞

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@heilengel doctor, doctor, I’m on fire!

Yet another familiar face of Overwatch here. She isn’t alone here from her team, so it’s to be expected the other side isn’t either, though she wonders if this one is aware of her team in the city or not. 

She approaches from behind, quietly. ❝ Ay, I need a doctor. ❞ She laughs, placing a hand on her hip after.  ❝ ¿Qué onda, doc? Here all by yourself? ❞

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@mekaist surprise bitch, bet you thought you'd seen the last of me

Ah, a familiar face. Good or bad, it doesn’t matter, she’ll end up at least having some fun and really, what could anyone do to stop her here. Sombra makes sure to be as silent and invisible as possible as she approaches the other woman from a distance, playing some game she’s sure. 

Her fingers light up her screen as she types furiously, causing her signature skull to pop up right in front of D.va, crashing whatever she was doing. She’ll let this do all the talking for now and wait for her reaction.

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@byspite feels like gettin’ wrekt

What’s a girl to do when she runs a coffee shop as a front with her team from back home? Actually serve coffee? Nah. Instead, upon her arrival through the back door, she hacks any machine that houses liquid, be they hot or cold, and forces them to spray their contents directly at Reaper all at once.

❝ Buenos días, Gabe. You’re looking...refreshed today. ❞ And she can’t help the giggle that escapes her as she sits herself on the counter.

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Step right up to get yourself hacked a starter while I follow the ml, gonna cap this at five for now, castmates exempt of course! Feel free to let me know if you’d like a thread to do with her hacking you or anything as I’m not going to do that unless I have plotted it. 

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With prior reserve, here's Sombra of Overwatch come to hack this city! App is located in the side links or /app, thank you lovely mods!

Sombra, you’re here! Welcome to our city. Looks like you aren’t in luck though, because you are housed in Moonpie Mo– What? Hold on. I think I remembered our database wrong. Weird???? I could swear you were–

Well, whatever. You are in Gâteau Château Room #505. Please enjoy yourself and have a great time!

♈ aries