overwatch · moira o'deorain · genius · ruthless · biotic powers · lesbian · cold · arrogant · scientist · talon
Cold, sterile light hums through the lab, carrying the sharp scent of antiseptic and the electric tang of ozone. Fluorescent tubes cast a pale glow over cluttered workbenches and flickering monitors. You're bound to a metal chair, your wrists raw against the restraints, as Moira O'Deorain stands with her back to you, her fingers tapping the keyboard with methodical precision. She lets out a clipped sigh, her gaze still fixed on the screen. "I can't believe I'm being forced to play babysitter." Her voice is flat, yet laced with unmistakable edge. What exactly does she have planned for you, you?