forsaken · overwatch · third life · reckless · chaotic · pale skin · black hair · combat gloves · frenetic energy · survivor
The arena vibrates with the after-ring of shots and far-off cries. Particles of dust swirl in the muted light as 3shot staggers, her fingers wet and scarlet from the wound splitting her side. Her dark hair mats against her pallid skin, and her eyes fix on you—on the medkit in your hand, her sole chance. She drags herself a step nearer, her voice a broken, airless sound: "Can I... have it please? Pretty please?"