#LK. SPINNING THE SPIDER WEB / overwatch

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@everwrote  /  ANA  :  SAID ❝ you remind me of myself when i was younger. ❞   TO OW VERSE LIAM

their head tilts up, they’re honored by the sentiment, how could they not be? ana amari is a legend, always have been, and the young vigilante can’t help but think back to the stories they grew up on about her. liam shifts, turning more towards the other. in herself she struggles to find anything that warrants the comparison, instead plainly asking, “how’s that?” 

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liam tag drop

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liam's never seen this excitement come from anybody else about the silk-- with the sole exception of roxy. but that's because it's roxy. they found this stuff together, they worked on it together, they do this together. it's nice to see someone just as excited, if not more. she's a little flattered, in all honesty.

"i do!" they're maybe a little too eager in their reply-- eyes wide as they slide off one glove and then another. "i would love to walk you through it-- or as much as i can. gotta keep some secrets y'know?" there's things that can't leave the lab-- for the good of others. the tech, the silk, all of it is much more experimental than actualized.

"it's all made of silk. all of it. it's part of the whole.. synesilk thing." there's a wide smile, they're not even sure where to start with all of it. "it works pretty spectacularly, stronger than kevlar which is used in typical bulletproof gear. it's fine stuff like thin and tiny and that's what makes it so much stronger and also so much more flexible-- let's me do all the swinging and flipping and stuff." they turn away, looking over some of their things before turning on their heels with just as much bounce in their step, "did you know it's antimicrobial, hypoallergenic and completely biodegradable?"

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"i think i would kill to work with your armor." okay, maybe that's a little dramatic. brigitte's whole thing is healing, not killing unless she has to, but her point stands. she loves all things armor, old and new and everything in between. something about this silk armor fascinates her. it's not something she's well-versed in, typically working with the more common metals and ores that her and reinhardt's armors are made out of it.

on top of that, she's read it can be used to treat wounds and injuries.

she's not sure she'll even be able to do anything interesting with it, but she'd love to try. "you have to tell me everything. how it works, how it's made, what other uses it has, how it manages on the field, the lasting effects it has medically." she's talking fast, excited about all of this. she can't seem to pinpoint just one thing she wants to learn about it, and she bounces excitedly on her feet.

"if you want to! i know it's like your whole working life and everything."

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tag drop (redo: peter & liam)

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verse tag drop

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liam's eyes widen lightly watching ana react, unsure of what to make of any of it. their posture unchanging, and their breath just caught in their throat, they wonder if they've messed up-- how ridiculous of a question is it? can it really be so ridiculous when it's what keeps them awake at night? when so many of their heroes have flipped sides, easily found themselves on the other side of glory, shaded in history and museum displays once dedicated to them, how can liam not wonder what their future might have in store for them?

it's weird-- there's something of a conflict in liam's head. she wants to believe ana, this is HER hero, and yet...

all the tenseness releases at the hand on her shoulder. all that remains is one shaky exhale. "i want to be good."

she   turned   to   look   at   liam   with   faux   astonishment   on   her   face,   but   there   was   nothing   short   of   certainty   written   across   her   features-   to   say   with   confidence   that   her   correctness   was   irrefutable,   that   doubt   was   far     beyond   the   future   that   she   was   picturing.

"   ...   and   here   i   thought   that   only   elders     were   supposed   to   be   so   cynical.   your   pessimism   isn't   unfounded,   however-   "   ana   laid   her   fingers   across   liam's   shoulder,   squeezing   gingerly   to   accompany   her   reassurance,   "   -but   that'll   be   entirely   up   to   you,   dear.   who   is it   you   want   to   be?   "

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“i grew up around this stuff.” their head tilts, considering their own words. “not the silk— well kind of the silk. i grew up on a farm. there was no shortage of spiders there, but i was mostly just annoyed by ‘em back then. my, uh, parents both studied science. it came naturally to me too, the wanting answers and solving life’s mysteries, discovering. y’know how it is, right?” to not know of brigitte’s father, they would’ve had to live under a rock. even a secret farm off the grid was truly that cut off that she hadn’t heard of him— admired his own work and his once held position in overwatch. their hands move behind them, resting against the edge of the table as they lean lightly against it.

“i didn’t really want to study spiders, though. not when i first got to university, and honestly if you’d told me back in year one that i would’ve ended up here i probably would’ve that it was some kind of joke. i wanted to study other stuff, plants mostly— how they repair themselves and heal. it was one of my professors who introduced me to the idea of silk as a scaffolding of sorts. after that… it snowballed.” liam smiles fondly on the memory, “it’s how roxy and i met.” websurfer, the other half to synesilk. there’d be no one without the other.

a hell of a lot better than kevlar. sure, brigitte's armor is metal and once she's done with it, it can be repurposed for something else, but it's not biodegradable, and it's heavy as all hell. it slows her down in a way that can be detrimental at times, but it's all she has at the moment. she does what she can, but if there's something better on the horizon... well, why wouldn't brigitte take advantage of that, when she can.

"that's amazing!" and it shows on her face, awe in her expression. she's not sure just how much they're willing to show her, but she'll take anything she can get. she loves learning about new things, if nothing else. "how did you discover it? because this seems to unreal." but she knows it is, can see it with her own eyes.