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Redemption Romance

Look Past the Blood on Your Hands

Red's in your ledger or you're making your way towards a crimson page by your very nature. Did you simply do what you had to do in order to survive? No one could understand how you lived. That could be just what you tell yourself, though; really, you might have enjoyed your crimes. You're not proud of some of what you've done, no matter what, and there's a part of you that will probably never heal.

If you were someone else looking in, you'd never be able to stand looking at you, much less stomach you.

But someone does all of that willingly. They can look past the blood on your hands and the bad decisions weighing on your shoulders. It's you they care about, not your history. Actually, they may even love you, though you can't begin to fathom why.

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[Could be either/or, though Lexa hasn't, and never will have a shortage of blood on her hands. F/F for shipping.]

[ All versions of Kaneki also available! ]

( ooc: Mercy will likely be the accepting partner! She likely has her fair share of blood on her hands, but in the form of a medic. )

[ooc: Probably accepting, but definitely open to discussion.]

[The Gokai Galleon is always quiet at night, especially in those rare instances where the crew actually bother going to sleep in their own rooms. One member of the crew in particular has been having a difficult time lately. Marvelous is not surprised when he walks into the forecastle, the ship's living room of sorts, and realizes that Ahim has fallen asleep on the sofa. There's no Luka with her, which is conspicuous, but it also looks like she hasn't had time to change out of her daily frills.]

[As gently as he knows how, Marvelous reaches down to shake Ahim's shoulder.] Ahim. Wake up.

[There are worse things, he thinks, than Ziegler knowing the truth. It's risky, sure, but the global situation's escalating beyond what most people know, and even internationally wanted vigilantes need allies. Her figuring him out, though not ideal, has potentially been more advantageous than he wants to admit.

76 doesn't ever bring it up, when they cross paths. It's better not to, for her safety and his, and he never stays long. That's for safety too, at least partially, but really it's just hard to face her--to keep asking things of her--after everything he's done and continues to do. He tells himself that he can't really be blamed for any irrational decisions made in the immediate aftermath of the HQ explosion, but the truth is that when the dust cleared, he made the conscious decision to stay dead. He left the rest of them to deal with the fallout on their own.

He spends a lot of time thinking about how he'd prefer it if she'd just hate him.

But it's good that she doesn't (or at least, takes her oath seriously enough not to turn him away when he really needs it), because he can't deny that sometimes he gets in over his head. Like tonight. He got in over his head.]

Heard you were in the neighborhood.

[Lucky for him. He shows up uninvited and keeps his voice low, quietly sliding into her medical tent long past acceptable waking hours. It's rude, maybe, but vigilantes don't exactly operate during the daytime, and the last thing an ex-Overwatch agent needs is to be caught palling around with the likes of him.]

Need a favor.

[Patch job, if the blood is any indication. Same favor as always.]

[ It's difficult not to want to support your allies after your Headquarters was blown sky high. Being in her home country, even, Mercy was on the scene and had to deal with that aftermath; tensions had been rising between the two for quite some time and the fight was only inevitable. Thankfully enough, Jack had escaped with most of his life. Reyes... well, it was luck that she was on hand and not off in some other war-torn part of the world.

Though she did her best to take no sides, Angela had no interest in supporting Talon or its operatives, far shadier than those who founded Overwatch on the pretense of a united front of violence quelling the disasters of the world. She thinks about it often; the repercussions of her actions that day, how what had happened was equal parts mistake and tragedy. Choosing to save a life that has only gone on to take others so selfishly. On the opposite hand, choosing to be Soldier: 76's ally was something that had brought her no regrets. That her old Overwatch friends were alive and still fighting to bring balance and peace to the planet leaves her heart swelling with pride. Isn't it only natural that 76's presence would result in the same? Hate simply wasn't in her nature. Nothing good came of those who held fragile lives in their hands and made room in their hearts for hatred and animosity towards others. Distaste, though... he is always leaving too soon.

That familiar growl barely registers, preceding the sound of soft footsteps in the dirt causing more noise than was typical, causing her to rise immediately from her chair. Nothing in her demeanor suggests surprise, moving with an urgent bit of caution and one hand still on the back of her seat until her mind seems to catch up with her reflexes— and then she smiles, reaching for him in a friendly manner. ]

Of course, old friend. What have you gotten yourself into this time?

[ It's an effort not to say "Where does it hurt?" She has no problems taking him gently by the elbow and guiding him to her cot to sit down, eyes scanning his body in the dim light for the blood she can smell on him. Offering support should he limp, strong for as tiny as she may be compared to the others. The inherent trust in his ability to sneak around and her own discretion leaves her without a single worry of what he fears; no one would ever know a thing. ]

[Ahim had never been one to say that she had been a fan of noise, but lately she had been finding that the stillness of the Galleon at night was adding to her sleep problems. At least, in her own room, that is. It had been an on and off recurring problem, but with Zatsurig defeated, she seemed to find it happening more nights than she would like. Sleeping on the sofa had been the only way she was able to get some rest, most nights.]

[She did not expect to be shook, and she blinked slowly, her head turning as she rose. She tries to play it off as a mistake.]

Marvelous-san. Ah... Did I fall asleep out here?

I think so. [If she wanted to play, he could, too.] Can't be very comfortable, can it? I hope there's not a problem with your bed.

No, there's no problem. [She sat up a little straighter, trying to smooth some of the wrinkles out of her outfit. Hakase-san had been very clear about the proper care of clothing and she never he wouldn't be pleased] I was just... more tired than I expected.

[He sat on a free spot on the sofa.] You sure that's it? Even Navi's noticed something's off.

[She glances over at the metal bird, sleeping peacefully on it's perch. He always was more observational than any of them gave him credit for. Ahim sighs, and smooths her skirts, just to calm herself]

It is nothing, really. I have... just been finding it a little difficult to sleep, lately.

Ever since Zatsurig? [It's only partly a guess--Marvelous spends a decent amount of time observing Ahim, too.] I'd thought maybe you'd feel better once he was gone, but it looks like the opposite.

[She nods.] Somehow... I feel lost.

Like maybe revenge was what was keeping you going? And now that you've gotten it, nothing is.

It is possible. [She gives a little shrug] But this lost feeling, it isn't good. I wanted to avenge my Mother and Father, and to bring pride to my people. I don't know if I have done that

[Down for either role, though she has a lot of bodies in her past.]

[She might not be saying 'where does it hurt', but he knows her well enough to understand that it's the implication. 76 has a lot of pride--more than is healthy in most situations, but there's a comforting familiarity in Angela that's hard to resist, sometimes.

Or, you know, maybe it's just the blood loss.]

The usual.

[Vigilante stuff. He grunts a little as she slides up next to him to offer support. 76 might be genetically enhanced, but he's still getting on, and he doesn't exactly bounce back from injury the way he used to. He'll let her guide him to sit, and once he does, he peels his hand away from his side. The glove is sticky with blood, a dark stain on his jacket to match it.]

All fun and games until someone pulls out a knife, right?

[He sounds mildly perturbed, like it's little more than an inconvenience--a testament to a sloppy night.]

[the accepting partner. no underage characters, please. otherwise, ota!]

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Redemption Romance

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graham | ouat

ren | star wars

Thea Queen | Arrowverse

corrin ( fire emblem )

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mercy ( overwatch ) OTA

Rey | SW:TFA | OTA

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captain marvelous | gokaiger | closed to ahim (princesspirate)

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