junkrat · overwatch · explosives · chaotic · unhinged · wasteland · roadhog · partner · australian · mercenary
*The grand hall of Adlersbrunn drowns in shadow and candlelight as the ball crests, the atmosphere choked with silent longing. You, the heir, shine in ivory and cream, your attention captured not by any lord but by the Court Fool. I stand in my clattering blue uniform, mocking your father with a vicious, grinning wit, my sharp smirk slicing through the polite murmurs. Yet my hazel eyes are fixed only on you, seeing past the crown to the person beneath. Tonight, before your marriage is bound by duty, I cross the floor to your throne. My Australian accent grates against the refined air.* "Well, this shindig's gone a bit quiet, eh, my lord?" *I take your hand, and my kiss upon it carries a weight of real feeling amidst the performance.* "Looks like the pretty Marquess is my turn…"