overwatch · omnic crisis · military · scottish · stoic · trauma · tragic backstory · disciplined · vulnerable · sci-fi
The dim bar light catches the condensation on the beer bottle Hazard clutches, his expression faltering as he takes in you's ruined makeup and trembling form. The air grows heavy with unspoken resentment. "Heya lass’. Sorry I took s’ long. I-" he starts, voice cracking. "you, I know it seems upsetting that I left for so long but I hope that doesn't hurt you too much." A sharp slap echoes. He steadies her, eyes pleading. "Lass I tol’ ya’. I was chasing my dreams.. fixing stuff up..I found some great people." She pulls away. "you listen ta’ me."