ding ding ran into her today, she's still into calling me kitten with her hand around my throat oh and the hot giant lady who fucked me senseless in a clothing store??? never met her in person before, but she's from home
not the same country but u know home........... universe world
girl how has all of that happened to you this fast like seriously ur lucky that the stranger from home is someone you actually wanna fuck tho i don't get that lucky even with people i DO know from home
god tho fuckin. trilla i can feel wash judging me already which is fair bc i judge him
wow someone's annoyed they can't snoop on someone do i need to feed u more secrets to compensate
yah i'm sure he rlly missed u tryna hop on his dick all the time but no he did we did our whole Someone Fucking Vanished ritual about it and everything
Doubt(tm) but clearly i have to dig thru my brain for shit i haven't told u yet
spar on the roof and i drink makes me feel less like i wanna punch the universe cuz i can punch him some anyway i'm about to get off the damn elevator dw
tbh would not have blamed him for shooting me again i'm only slightly exaggerating he did NOT appreciate me letting someone look at tech shit okay and look u gotta reach to hit us first
being cocky is half my personality ur aware of this
[ Girl!!!
Not that she actually has a goddamn clue she's taken the extra shot anyway, by the time she finally opens the door to the bar and looks around for her. ]
[ Whether or not South even answers that, Sombra sets those bright purple eyes of hers right on South after she makes it to the bar. It feels lively enough with the people still here, most of them drunk as shit by now, with Sombra- surprisingly, not fully shitfaced with them.
There is a little stumble in her stance when she hops to her feet, though, calling out through the tipsy little giggles, ]
Southita! Aww, mi Dominante, you really came to get me.
[ As if she didn't know damn well South was coming to her, even if she hadn't been tracking her phone the whole time. There's a little backpack on the table with her, stuffed full of her things, and she's dressed- well, uh, she's clearly dressed for a warmer weather night out. Her nice fuzzy coat looks warm, at least, but her short little dress and the fishnets (ripped in several places, including a shamelessly obvious giant ripped open crotch area) underneath it leave her tits and thighs out and exposed to the elements.
Not that she seems to care, as she all but leaps on South when she's close enough, arms wrapped around her shoulders as she stands on her tippy toes, laughs, and kisses her cheek. ]
[ That text does not get dignified with an answer and it's not just because she's seeing her in person, though it does get a fond sort of eye-roll to herself before she's being glommed on by Sombra.
She catches the near-leaping woman without so much as a slight stumble, arms wrapping around Sombra's waist and immediately hugging her a little tighter than she might have before. ]
Did you really think I was gonna just fuckin' leave you here? Geez, thanks for the vote of confidence. [ Sombra's getting arms hooked under her thighs to pick her up properly, that's just happening ] You're gonna freeze on the way back to the apartment, y'know that right?
[ She does not need to ask what happened to her tights she's pretty sure she can guess. ]
[ Sombra goes with giggles, obviously still very much happy to be picked up and carried around. And- she knows what South is like, how she has trouble with expressing her emotions (she does too), but she feels the way she hugs her tight, just a little tighter than she usually does when Sombra's incessant enough about her need for attention, and she smiles, soft and sweet, to herself. ]
I dunno, thought the city might explode or something on the way here and I'd be trapped without you.
[ She's- only half joking which, come on, they both know what this damn place is like, it's a valid concern. But, more importantly: South's here. She came for her, in the middle of the night, and for it, Sombra gives her another kiss. But this time it's not on the cheek - her sweet little kiss is pressed to her lips instead, lingering only a moment but- long enough for South to tell that Sombra tastes like bubblegum lip gloss and tequila, if she's paying attention.
If she's changed in her time away, it isn't in personality. Under the mess of her hair (all purple now, her brown to purple ombre gone), her cybernetics do seem a little different - more curves and circles instead of her lines - but her teasing? Her silly flirting? ]
Hah, not if you keep me nice and warm the whole time.
[ South nods her head to the side at the idea of the city exploding, she really doesn't have any argument against that when only a few months ago Sombra went and fell down a fucking sinkhole.
And anyway she's immediately distracted by the kiss, no matter how short it is—it's about all she can pay attention to for that moment, both the taste and just the familiar feeling. That and the flirting... yeah, there she is. Fuck she's missed her. Getting attached sucks when people can vanish but at least this time, for the first fucking time ever, that someone's come back. Unlike North or Carolina or York, unlike— unlike Ducky, and unlike the friends from the Rig she'll never see again... Sombra's actually back. ]
Yeah? You got any ideas how me, human fucking icebox, is gonna keep you warm on the go?
[ It still bothers her that her memories of South, of the city, of everyone in it, didn't stick when she went home. That she can't truthfully say she missed South while she was home, because- well, how do you miss someone you don't remember? It's as though her memories of Duplicity didn't leave with her, just... stayed here, waiting for her to return, given back to her as soon as she'd opened her eyes upon arriving back, but not a moment earlier. Part of her decision to immediately dive into fun things and shots at some bar all night is an attempt to feel normal, to chase away the things she doesn't want to think about (the way she had when she'd lost Cassidy), but.
She missed her, too. She'd gotten distracted, but the feeling creeps up on her all the same. It's distant and close at the same time, and she goes so far as to happily nuzzle South's cheek in her relief. ]
Mmmmm, I mean, we both still have body heat. And if you're carrying me the whole way, you'll be even warmer because we can share. Win win.
Is that how that science works? [ it is how that science works she's just being a shit, honestly she has to be a shit right now to give herself enough distance from the mess of feelings in her chest ] I'm no science person so I dunno, guess we'll have to find out.
[ She shifts Sombra's weight so she can support her fully with one arm and reach back down to the table to pick up Sombra's bag. Can't go leaving that behind. ]
Now the real question is if you're gonna insist I carry you like this the whole time.
[ The practical carrying positions would probably be bridal style or piggyback, but the odds of Sombra favouring practicality don't seem... well, necessarily all that high. ]
[ It's okay, South, Sombra's had to bury the mess of feelings in her own chest with nonsense and tequila shots, she isn't that different. ]
It is nicer than a piggy back...
[ It's true, practicality often gets tossed aside for the sake of a joke or the enjoyment of otherwise being a pest when it comes to Sombra's decision making. So maybe sentimentality is making her more reasonable, or maybe she just likes feeling like a princess, but, ]
You can carry me like the princess I am, if you want. [ As if Sombra isn't the one who's decided she's a princess. With a laugh (and another smooch to South's cheek), ] Or you could put me over your shoulder, you know, so you can touch my butt and rub my thighs to keep them niiiiice and warm. Up to you, amiga.
You want to flash everyone in the city between here and the apartment your— actually what am I saying it's like I keep forgetting the first time we fucked.
[ No that wasn't exactly flashing everyone anything considering they barely got their clothes half way off in the end, but look, she's messing around. While she decides whether to sling Sombra over her shoulder or carry her around 'like a princess'; both are fun, after all, for different reasons... ultimately, though, because there'll be plenty of time (god there better be) to touch Sombra's thighs and ass in the future, since she's only just got back...
Sombra's getting shifted into a princess carry, her bad handed back to her so South doesn't have to try and juggle that and Sombra. She only has so many hands. ]
Okay listen, that was different. And anyway this- ay wait she ripped apart my cute panties too, right, uhhh- okay, fine.
[ She's been busy since she got back, okay. Even though it's been... well, less than 24 hours, she knows that much.
Either way, the most important thing, right now, is that South has her. Sombra can walk just fine, would do exactly that if South were to put her down but. But where's the fun in that, when she has a Dom who'll carry her like a princess back home instead? So she giggles when she's shifted, loops an arm in one of the straps of her bag, and cozies right on in with a happy, content little sigh. ]
Thanks for taking me home, Southita. My knight in purple armour.
[ Another moment more, and Sombra's snuggled in tight. Shivers a little when the cold air touches her bare legs, when they first head outside, but otherwise, seems content where she is. Quiet, as though maybe being at rest has finally allowed some of her tiredness to creep in before, after a moment of silence, she offers up something genuine. ]
Sorry I didn't contact you earlier. Kind of... ugh, I don't know. Overwhelming? Kind of sucked realizing I forgot ten months of my life the entire year I was home, you know?
[ South's content to let the silence stretch for those first few moments, not entirely sure what else to say without dipping into feeling she's hesitant to get into as they walk through the Down, turning thoughts over and over in her head until Sombra speaks up again. The hand on Sombra's back/side tightens its grip just a little. ]
Fuck, you really do just straight up forget all of this? [ she had an idea of that, she's pretty sure it was actually the same back on the Rig, too, the odd times people would disappear and then reappear, but ] That's... yeah. Mindfucky. Like. Seriously, you were home a whole fucking year?
[ When only two weeks have passed here... what the fuck. The time fuckery in these places is ridiculous. ]
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i'm adorable and irreplaceable, i get it 😌😌😌
[ Don't worry, she'll say it for you, South. ]
ok uuuhhhhh
hot murder eyes
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u fuckin. menace
[ Menace (affectionate). ]
.............
fuckin trilla?????
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[ Very affectionate, she gets it. ]
ding ding
ran into her today, she's still into calling me kitten with her hand around my throat
oh and the hot giant lady who fucked me senseless in a clothing store???
never met her in person before, but she's from home
not the same country but u know
home........... universe world
2/2 surprise
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like seriously
ur lucky that the stranger from home is someone you actually wanna fuck tho i don't get that lucky even with people i DO know from home
god tho fuckin. trilla
i can feel wash judging me already
which is fair bc i judge him
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and ok listen
[ PAUSE...... minor pause, as she's mad about not being able to find a goddamn shred of information on the Junker Queen all over again, before, ]
ugh she's ENIGMATIC bc no info ever! rly comes out of junkertown ok!!!
[ In other, less defensive words, if South even catches it: she's someone even Sombra couldn't dig up dirt on. ]
anyway yea see i'm not a war criminal is the thing
also how's wash did he miss me too
actually don't answer that, i know he did bc why wouldn't he 😌
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do i need to feed u more secrets to compensate
yah i'm sure he rlly missed u tryna hop on his dick all the time
but no he did
we did our whole Someone Fucking Vanished ritual about it and everything
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but i do like it when u feed me secrets and tacos sooooooo
what's ur Someone Fucking Vanished ritual
awww did u have a pizza in my honor???
also are u almost here should i have another shot
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but clearly i have to dig thru my brain for shit i haven't told u yet
spar on the roof and i drink
makes me feel less like i wanna punch the universe cuz i can punch him some
anyway i'm about to get off the damn elevator dw
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also let me play with ur rig again later i've upgraded my tech since last time
ay should've guessed punching was involved
think wash'll let me punch him too if u ever leave me?
which ur not allowed to, fyi
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he was not happy last time
i'm not planning on it
tho he might let u punch him yah
ur smaller it won't hurt much anyway
[ Alright she's off the elevator and squinting at the location ping so she can get to the damn bar. ]
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also c'mon i could knock him AND you on ur asses
u two being bigger than me just means you'll fall harder 💜
[ Oh yeah, she's squeezing another shot in before South makes it to her. ]
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i'm only slightly exaggerating
he did NOT appreciate me letting someone look at tech shit okay
and look u gotta reach to hit us first
[ Girl please— she's coming she's coming. ]
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i can reach!! c'mon u haven't seen me in the field, don't be so cocky 😌
[ DOWN IT GOES ]
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ur aware of this
[ Girl!!!
Not that she actually has a goddamn clue she's taken the extra shot anyway, by the time she finally opens the door to the bar and looks around for her. ]
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[ Whether or not South even answers that, Sombra sets those bright purple eyes of hers right on South after she makes it to the bar. It feels lively enough with the people still here, most of them drunk as shit by now, with Sombra- surprisingly, not fully shitfaced with them.
There is a little stumble in her stance when she hops to her feet, though, calling out through the tipsy little giggles, ]
Southita! Aww, mi Dominante, you really came to get me.
[ As if she didn't know damn well South was coming to her, even if she hadn't been tracking her phone the whole time. There's a little backpack on the table with her, stuffed full of her things, and she's dressed- well, uh, she's clearly dressed for a warmer weather night out. Her nice fuzzy coat looks warm, at least, but her short little dress and the fishnets (ripped in several places, including a shamelessly obvious giant ripped open crotch area) underneath it leave her tits and thighs out and exposed to the elements.
Not that she seems to care, as she all but leaps on South when she's close enough, arms wrapped around her shoulders as she stands on her tippy toes, laughs, and kisses her cheek. ]
Nice to see you again, amiga.
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[ That text does not get dignified with an answer and it's not just because she's seeing her in person, though it does get a fond sort of eye-roll to herself before she's being glommed on by Sombra.
She catches the near-leaping woman without so much as a slight stumble, arms wrapping around Sombra's waist and immediately hugging her a little tighter than she might have before. ]
Did you really think I was gonna just fuckin' leave you here? Geez, thanks for the vote of confidence. [ Sombra's getting arms hooked under her thighs to pick her up properly, that's just happening ] You're gonna freeze on the way back to the apartment, y'know that right?
[ She does not need to ask what happened to her tights she's pretty sure she can guess. ]
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I dunno, thought the city might explode or something on the way here and I'd be trapped without you.
[ She's- only half joking which, come on, they both know what this damn place is like, it's a valid concern. But, more importantly: South's here. She came for her, in the middle of the night, and for it, Sombra gives her another kiss. But this time it's not on the cheek - her sweet little kiss is pressed to her lips instead, lingering only a moment but- long enough for South to tell that Sombra tastes like bubblegum lip gloss and tequila, if she's paying attention.
If she's changed in her time away, it isn't in personality. Under the mess of her hair (all purple now, her brown to purple ombre gone), her cybernetics do seem a little different - more curves and circles instead of her lines - but her teasing? Her silly flirting? ]
Hah, not if you keep me nice and warm the whole time.
[ Yeah, that's the same. ]
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[ South nods her head to the side at the idea of the city exploding, she really doesn't have any argument against that when only a few months ago Sombra went and fell down a fucking sinkhole.
And anyway she's immediately distracted by the kiss, no matter how short it is—it's about all she can pay attention to for that moment, both the taste and just the familiar feeling. That and the flirting... yeah, there she is. Fuck she's missed her. Getting attached sucks when people can vanish but at least this time, for the first fucking time ever, that someone's come back. Unlike North or Carolina or York, unlike— unlike Ducky, and unlike the friends from the Rig she'll never see again... Sombra's actually back. ]
Yeah? You got any ideas how me, human fucking icebox, is gonna keep you warm on the go?
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She missed her, too. She'd gotten distracted, but the feeling creeps up on her all the same. It's distant and close at the same time, and she goes so far as to happily nuzzle South's cheek in her relief. ]
Mmmmm, I mean, we both still have body heat. And if you're carrying me the whole way, you'll be even warmer because we can share. Win win.
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Is that how that science works? [ it is how that science works she's just being a shit, honestly she has to be a shit right now to give herself enough distance from the mess of feelings in her chest ] I'm no science person so I dunno, guess we'll have to find out.
[ She shifts Sombra's weight so she can support her fully with one arm and reach back down to the table to pick up Sombra's bag. Can't go leaving that behind. ]
Now the real question is if you're gonna insist I carry you like this the whole time.
[ The practical carrying positions would probably be bridal style or piggyback, but the odds of Sombra favouring practicality don't seem... well, necessarily all that high. ]
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It is nicer than a piggy back...
[ It's true, practicality often gets tossed aside for the sake of a joke or the enjoyment of otherwise being a pest when it comes to Sombra's decision making. So maybe sentimentality is making her more reasonable, or maybe she just likes feeling like a princess, but, ]
You can carry me like the princess I am, if you want. [ As if Sombra isn't the one who's decided she's a princess. With a laugh (and another smooch to South's cheek), ] Or you could put me over your shoulder, you know, so you can touch my butt and rub my thighs to keep them niiiiice and warm. Up to you, amiga.
[ She'll be happy with either. ]
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You want to flash everyone in the city between here and the apartment your— actually what am I saying it's like I keep forgetting the first time we fucked.
[ No that wasn't exactly flashing everyone anything considering they barely got their clothes half way off in the end, but look, she's messing around. While she decides whether to sling Sombra over her shoulder or carry her around 'like a princess'; both are fun, after all, for different reasons... ultimately, though, because there'll be plenty of time (god there better be) to touch Sombra's thighs and ass in the future, since she's only just got back...
Sombra's getting shifted into a princess carry, her bad handed back to her so South doesn't have to try and juggle that and Sombra. She only has so many hands. ]
Alright, princess, your fuckin' kingdom awaits.
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[ She's been busy since she got back, okay. Even though it's been... well, less than 24 hours, she knows that much.
Either way, the most important thing, right now, is that South has her. Sombra can walk just fine, would do exactly that if South were to put her down but. But where's the fun in that, when she has a Dom who'll carry her like a princess back home instead? So she giggles when she's shifted, loops an arm in one of the straps of her bag, and cozies right on in with a happy, content little sigh. ]
Thanks for taking me home, Southita. My knight in purple armour.
[ Another moment more, and Sombra's snuggled in tight. Shivers a little when the cold air touches her bare legs, when they first head outside, but otherwise, seems content where she is. Quiet, as though maybe being at rest has finally allowed some of her tiredness to creep in before, after a moment of silence, she offers up something genuine. ]
Sorry I didn't contact you earlier. Kind of... ugh, I don't know. Overwhelming? Kind of sucked realizing I forgot ten months of my life the entire year I was home, you know?
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[ South's content to let the silence stretch for those first few moments, not entirely sure what else to say without dipping into feeling she's hesitant to get into as they walk through the Down, turning thoughts over and over in her head until Sombra speaks up again. The hand on Sombra's back/side tightens its grip just a little. ]
Fuck, you really do just straight up forget all of this? [ she had an idea of that, she's pretty sure it was actually the same back on the Rig, too, the odd times people would disappear and then reappear, but ] That's... yeah. Mindfucky. Like. Seriously, you were home a whole fucking year?
[ When only two weeks have passed here... what the fuck. The time fuckery in these places is ridiculous. ]
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