@widowtwtt
“hm.”
suddenly, odyssey creates her signature scythe and aims the blade just at widowmaker’s neck. she slowly moves forward, forcing widowmaker to move back lest her neck gets slit.
“good to know that *you* know. now, why shouldn’t i have you dead on the spot, *widowmaker*?”
@widowtwtt
— neck.
so close, *sooo* close.
the blade neared, now creating the smallest scar on her neck. a little blood dripped.
“not convinced. you have five minutes.”
@calamityashetwt
gentle hands continue to caress her head, allowing ashe to spill every bit of hurt she’s been hiding. small, silent words of comfort slipped out of her lips.
she made sure,
ashe felt *really* loved.
@calamityashetwt
saphel leans in closer… and soon enough, she has ashe laying on her back.
now, she’s finally let go of her lips after a minute. only for her lips to attack her neck this time. there’s desperation in it. like an eternal hunger that’s only just being satiated.
@drliaotwt
saphel shook her head and began searching for her scarf around the area. her collarbone and neck area were abundant with black veins, meaning she had to cover them as much as possible.
turning around, she immediately flinched at the sight of another woman! she instinctively —
@lacroixtwt
she looked up—gérard! the same man who helped her life… become bearable. a smile immediately formed on her lips.
odyssey kicked her feet up and made herself comfortable on her bike as she crossed her arms. with her dark powers, she made herself a small pad to lay her back on.
@angelaztwt
(concern fills odyssey. she finally crosses the door frame and enters the place, and instinctively... takes angela into a hug.
it feels the same. the same warmth she used to bear years ago. her hand caresses angela's hair, hoping that this would somehow clear her mind.)
@calamityashetwt
—!!
the sudden kiss makes her eyes widen and her heart skip a beat or three. saphel wasn’t sure how to take this at first, then she remembers… live in the moment.
she eventually closes her eyes and takes ashe in, her hands cupping her face. a little later, she ends up picking—
@widowtwtt
“by tormenting her? genius, amélie. total genius.”
her hands tug on her hair in stress. two people she considered closest to her—she doesn’t know how to react.
“whatever happens next?” she turns around, frustrated. “what the hell are you planning?”
@widowtwtt
@calamityashetwt
suddenly, the air around her feels cold. just like widow's skin on ashe's. coincidence? her eyes narrow.
alright, this happened. she lost the little race they had.
she's hesitant on manifesting a spear and chucking it right on widow's face...
"didn't come back to talon i see."
@calamityashetwt
it takes odyssey a few seconds to stop her tracks. a sigh followed. “…hello.”
she shook her head, “really? i’m still awake—not gooood.”
@angelaztwt
a sigh left her lips. she will inevitably have to mention *her.*
“i was infiltrating talon headquarters, for intel. everything was going well until he found me, just barely after my escape.”
@calamityashetwt
*to you.* those words hit her. veins are visible from the neck—definitely stressed. she knows she has business to finish, but what of ashe? how will *she* feel?
“i’m perfectly capable of protecting myself, you know.” she crossed her arms.
@calamityashetwt
saphel’s hand is on ashe’s cheek again, a thumb brushing against it. there was sadness in her face. longing. concern.
she shook her head,
“you both mean the world to me. but i’m not choosing only one of you.”
@drliaotwt
saphel sighs. as liao works her magic, she rests her head. all she can talk about is the excruciating pain when she uses too much power, her vision going negative when she does, the infections—everything. all she could do is scratch her skin.
@calamityashetwt
saphel’s eyes widened and she felt her heart drop. her throat weakened.
for the first time in years, she felt her eyes *water.* her eyes have never done that since… moira.
as she realized this, she looked down on her hands. shortly after, she looked back up at ashe. the look —
@colomartwt
odyssey used the hilt of her scythe to push sombra away, making her slide to the very edge of the roof. she crouched down and shoved the hilt on her neck, forcing her to stay down.
"i left my gang for a half a fucking year for your little deal. i worked my ass off. i think i —
@calamityashetwt
"she can't- she wouldn't-"
she can't seem to get the words out of her mouth, so she ends up ending her sentence with just a sigh.
odyssey looks at the ring,
"what if i destroyed that?"
@calamityashetwt
instincts... instincts. odyssey quickly closes the distance and holds ashe close—just like how she used to. she makes eye contact,
"breathe." she said, breathing in a pattern that she wanted ashe to follow.
@calamityashetwt
she slowly gets her head up, groaning. saphel reluctantly takes the glass and drinks half of the water.
“mm.” her eyes side glance at ashe. “i’m an idiot.”
@ashetwt
she goes to the living room, and takes a seat on the couch next to ashe. saphel begins to explain the situation in awfully great detail.
and awfully great details mean awfully tormenting experiences.
from calamity supposedly playing her heart, widowmaker stealing everything —
@calamityashetwt
a gloved hand rubs her back. she’s encouraging her to let out any tears she’s holding.
saphel takes off the (damn) hat as she sighs, “it was in the way.”
she lays a soft, comforting kiss on her head.
@calamityashetwt
“ashe, honey. i’m not goin’ anywhere. i’m with you forever.”
saphel was about to reach for her hand, but stopped.
“i’m not leaving again.”
@widowtwtt
odyssey's arm reaches out for amèlie the moment her back faced her, but later curled her hand into a fist as she lowered.
she muttered cuss words in japanese...
@calamityashetwt
"You're still angry over what I did." she observes. "And what Saphel did. And Gérard. And Sombra. Ashe."
It is just that. An observation.
(
@calamityashetwt
)
the talk after australia, as promised.
she waited inside ashe’s own office at the base, a flask of whiskey was on the desk. presumably for odyssey to drink.
she was waiting for ashe’s return… patiently.
AHHHHHH IM DROWNING SOMEONE SAVE MEEEEE OOOOOOO I CANT SWIM AHHHHHH I SEE A SHARK IF OY SOMEONE COULD FLY IN AND PICK ME UP FROM THE SUPER DANGEROUS OCEAN AHHHHHH
Battling my way through cave 1, Zen learned Psybeam instead of Poison Powder, which could be immensely useful and is our teams most powerful attack thus far.
Oh yeah and we beat the shit out of that asshole Bede mostly using Hana. Psych almost died to his Solosis, but I saved it
@calamityashetwt
"sshh, shh. don't be sorry."
her voice was as soothing as ever. there was a hint of comfort in it, in a way that makes it seem like saphel was heaven personified.
"darling—. breathe, okay?"
(
@angelaztwt
)
it was the next day—saphel woke up first. she carefully slipped out of bed to go downstairs and make some breakfast for the two of them.
“hmm… okay.”
the fresh smell of bacons and pancakes… delightful.
@calamityashetwt
saphel savors the moment as much as she could. the way she was holding ashe, and the way she was so into the kiss. fiery passion and longing. it’s as if she’s waited for this her whole life.
…she has been.
she breaks the kiss for a moment, trying to process what’s going on. —
@widowtwtt
@calamityashetwt
(ticked her off. good enough.)
odyssey has this wicked smirk on her face, yet you could see a hint of regret and shame in saphel's eyes. she starts walking slowly, kind of circling the two ladies.
"such a shame no one lended her a helping hand. or convinced her not to go after—
— about to knock. "ah, wait." saphel digs into her purse for the keys ashe lended to her a couple weeks back. she unlocks the door...
(door to the backyard is slightly open. hm. would be nice to surprise her.)
and what does saphel find?
the sniper.
and her sniper.
"huh."
Welcome to the Second OWTWT Hunger Games! I am your host, Zendel!
Feel free to turn notifications for me for the meantime to spectate the games accordingly. The games will commence in 30 mins!
To spectators, enjoy the game!
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@calamityashetwt
“why did—”
a huff cut her off. she took a couple seconds to recollect her thoughts, then sighed. a look of distraught for ashe was on her face.
that was her response.
genuine concern.
the same worried face she’d have for her in their teen years.
@widowtwtt
@calamityashetwt
she let out a silent growl. her teeth were gritting. she was getting tired of this.
the blade neared widowmaker's face—one flinch from the spider and she is gone.
@calamityashetwt
“i…” sigh. “i don’t know. amélie… we… hmph.”
she can’t seem to get the right words out. *ashe*, too? consider her fucked. not literally this time.
“we had a history. not like *that,* just… i don’t— ugh.”
her eyes leave ashe’s. there was a scowl on her face.
@yokaisakuraow
@ashetwt
she lightly flinched as her eyes widen a bit—then she quickly calms down as she heard the woman speak. saphel felt... strange. mixed.
she looked at sakura, puzzled. "uhh..." she has nothing to say. was she... was she supposed to thank her? "...really...?"
@Junkermommy14
and i can easily rip you to shreds and claim your entire territory as my own and become a fucking horror movie creature just to give your poor people a heart attack if i felt like it.
@calamityashetwt
“but- i can’t- i-”
her voice cracks with stress. she knows she *can’t* choose. but she knows she can’t have it all, either.
then, something clicked in her head.
“what- what do you mean you can’t *share* me?”
@calamityashetwt
"oh, ashe," odyssey said, moving her head slightly closer. "you were my first and only friend."
...friend.
"my best..."
sigh.
"friend."
@colomartwt
@sapheltwt
(genji steps on his gas pedal, passing every car in his way.
he looks over at sombra for a moment before turning his head back to the road)
“SHIT!”
(genji swerves the car off the road & the car goes barreling in the ditch)
@widowtwtt
@calamityashetwt
she shook her head, "i already did. i shot her."
odyssey laughed, "poor sombra. didn't have her "friend" to lend a helping hand. no one to warn her about showing up to fight me *alone.* ah, poor sombra.
poor sombra has been *abandoned.*"
@calamityashetwt
@widowtwtt
the spear almost immediately dissipates as odyssey groans loudly. her hands are on her temple, applying pressure on it like it could cancel out the loud ringing in her ears. odyssey catches herself though, before collapsing completely.
(remember, SHE'S right under you!)
—
@ashetwt
@yokaisakuraow
she's fidgeting with her nails. claws? she doesn't even know anymore. her hair's a bit of a mess. signs of being a mess.
the sounds of footsteps behind her cause her to turn her head a bit, narrowing her eyes.
#LacroixWedding
@widowtwtt
saphel arrived half an hour, and already downed enough alcohol that the staff had to restock a shelf. drunk as she is, she recklessly wandered around the chateau.
of course, she just happened to break into the room where the bride would be...
@calamityashetwt
"i have shit to finish... with *talon.* you know i don't like leaving any unsettled debts."
her voice has a hint of sadness in it. she refuses to look ashe in the eye. "i'm sorry."
@widowtwtt
@calamityashetwt
—up, widowmaker would be met by a spear just inches away from her face.
odyssey crouches down slowly, still aiming the blade on her face. there's a frown on her own.
...she has forgotten they had a *spectator.*