#roderick blackthorne

[lured-into-wonderland]

SHE WAS ALIVE.

She was wet. She was cold. She was tired and terrified. She was all covered in blood and ashes, but she had survived the battle. The battle that took so many lives.

She was alive; one of many (or rather one of so few) who were now lying or standing on the pirate ship. She was alive, but Nunnally didn’t know if that’s for good or bad. Was it the end or the beginning of her suffering? Her family was rich. And powerful. And it did offer some protection. But would a high ransom be enough to stop these men from hurting her!?

She was leaning on side of the ship, too tired to stand alone, breathing heavily. The salty water was dripping from her hair and from her once elegant dress. With a huge effort, she straightened her back as she noticed the extremely tall man walking to her direction. Or rather theirs. The prisoners. SHE WAS A PRISONER. As he came closer, for a brief moment, she thought she recognized him. But it was not only impossible, but also ridiculous.

And perhaps her situation would be even worse if it WAS actually him.

Nunnally straightened her back again and brushed off a few of blond locks (now more red and black that blond) out of her face: --

“Whose prisoners are we?” – she tried to make her voice sound confident but she failed and the tone of her question clearly hinted she was scared – “What are you going to do to…all of us?” – she said her head pointing to the others on the deck. She should perhaps remain silent.

plotted starter for @captblackthorn

[shouga-nai]

@captblackthorn said:

🪦 - to see yours by a grave . // @ gengu! ow verse <3

Misc action memes || Accepting!

Perched atop a branch and shrouded by foliage, not unlike a bird of prey, Genji observed from a fair distance. Who would've thought his wanderings would lead them to cross paths again.

Yes, they've had their share of encounters. Roderick Blackthorn, Talon's new acquisition, as per Overwatch's recent records. While their past run-ins had been few and brief, Genji knew for certain that Blackthorn was not one to be taken lightly.

Which was why he bided his time, watching intently as the figure stood by what appeared to be a grave. Was he... mourning?

Enemy or not, Genji held enough respect not to draw his weapon. For now at least. And despite his initial caution, curiosity got the better of him. This might be a rare chance to get a little more insight into who Roderick really was.

"Of all places I would think to find you, this is one I would least expect." Came the mechanically lilted voice, thus making his presence known. Genji was standing a few feet behind him this time, still observing, yet to make a clear intention to attack. He almost seemed to hesitate, but it's not like he had a knife at Roderick's throat demanding an answer.

"...Someone important?"