[center [size17 [u An Arsonist's Lullaby:]]][center [size15 [i Jesse McCree & Pandora Nova.]]]
[center [size13 [i When I was a child, I heard voices,]]][center [size13 [i Some would sing and some would scream,]]][center [size13 [i You soon find you have few choices,]]][center [size13 [i I learned the voices died with me.]]]
[center [size13 [i All she had was her fire.]]][center [size13 [i And a place that she needed to reach.]]][center [size13 [i But no longer did she have to be desperate to get there.]]][center [size13 [i He was there to help her in her time of need.]]]
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[center [size12 When McCree and Pandora parted ways, Pandora was running over how rough the meeting with Gabriel and all of them could be. She wanted to check it out, but she knew that she would most likely not be allowed. For several reasons, but the main one being that she was still somewhat new to the organization, as well as her criticism and briefing on missions was probably held a bit differently than how McCree was treated. She could definitely tell that Jesse McCree, the resident Cowboy, was held a pretty short and tight leash. She wanted to see just how tight though.]]
[center [size12 Pandora got back to her room, shutting and locking the door behind her. She exhaled quietly, still feeling a bit off from the whiskey that they had drunk together. It was all and all a very nice night, especially for her first real night after a mission. She never realized how much a bed could be calling her name after a mission and getting somewhat drunk with the cowboy. She quickly changed her clothes and crawled into bed for the night.]]
[center [size12 When Pandora woke up the next day, she felt surprisingly great, like she could take on the whole world. She got up, changing into what appealed to her uniform. Well, not so much of a uniform, something a bit more Overwatch looking. It was a jumpsuit, of sorts. It darker versions of the Overwatch colors. She felt actually comfortable in it, like she was becoming a part of the team. It was really nice.]]
[center [size12 When Pandora finished getting ready, she heard a few people walking around, outside of her room. It sounded like Gabriel and Jack talking about McCree and when the meeting was going to start. She was kind of excited to easedrop on this.]]
[center [size12 Waiting for them to leave, Pandora slipped out of her room. She really did not have much to do today other than some training and talks with Angela Zieglar, the doctor, about everything that she had been through. Same old, same old stuff.]]
[center [size12 Thinking about Angela, her thoughts wandered over to the other doctor, Moira. Well, she wasn't so much of a doctor, as she was an immoral scientist that worked on generics. It made Pandora mildly uncomfortable that she might want to use Pandora as a guinea pig one of these days. She just hoped that Gabriel did not allow the creepy woman to do that kind of stuff on it.]]
[center [size12 Pandora slipped around the corner, watching the two commanders walk into a room and she could faintly hear Jesse McCree's voice. She chuckled quietly to herself, running over all the scenarios of how his debriefing could go. All of them were pretty funny, but some more funny than the others. She then stood in front of the door, waiting patiently and listening to the conversations.]]
[center [size12 Though, Pandora was curious why she wasn't including for the sole purpose of her being the one fixing his arm. They would have to wonder why she would have done that when she was so inexperienced, but of course, she wasn't going to question them about it. That would be disrespectful and Jesse had been with the organization for a bit longer than she had, so she figured that they had their own ways of dealing with things.]]
[center [size12 Quietly, Pandora slipped away only to be caught by none other than Moira. She was cornered by the woman this time, alone. She felt a bit helpless, but of course, Pandora wasn't going to back down from this. She just cleared her throat and looked up at the towering woman. [i [#FF0000 "Can I help you?"]] Pandora asked in a rather inpatient tone before Moira chuckled.]]
[center [size12 [i [#778899 "Your generic code could definitely serve some purpose for me. You should come down to my office soon, so I can do a few tests on you,"]] Moira seemed almost pleased by the fact that Pandora's DNA was all kinds of screwed up and messed around. Pandora found that increasingly creepy and shook her head at Moira, turning around on her heels to walk in the opposite direction of the woman.]]
"Aye, if anyone here is judgin' you, in certainly ain't me." He laughed, wiggling the fingers of his mechanical arm. "Ain't all there, meself." He grinned. "But I'm glad yer here, 'n not there... Honest." He grinned.
Of course, then, she dropped the big question: His arm.
McCree took an elongated drag of the cigarette, trying to decide if he should tell or not a thing he had told to, basically, no one, minus the parties involved. He sighed, the smoke coming out of his mouth and nose.
"...Once upon a time, I was a bad man by choice." Jesse flicked the cigarette from between his finger and thumb, and it went flying off of the roof, the light disappearing as it fell down. "Blackwatch picked me up after I'd been caught, and I reckon gettin' to do good tidings of good-- Well... [i better]-- was a better alternative for the latter: Rottin' in jail. I kept my freedom, 'n they got a soldier." Jesse looked up to the sky and grinned. "Reyes had less scars then. Amari less sags under the eyes. Now-a-days, everyone looks so tired, 'n it hasn't even been that long." Jesse shrugged off the memory of happy faces and battles won, to loss, and chaos. He sighed.
"Eventually, everyone was forced to disband. I tried to play the hero far too much to make up for past mistakes, and that got me into trouble. Got me a bounty. That bounty got me doin' a lot of runnin', and... Well." He looked to his once-human hand and watched the gears work as he flexed. "One of those times, I wasn't so successful in gettin' away. Cost me my pride, 'n my arm."
"But hey," He grinned over at her, "I can't complain too much. Still got me an arm, 'n I'm still kickin'. Pretty damn good at shootin' still." He laughed before standing.
"Gettin' cold, ain't it? Let's head in." He held his hand out to her for her to take before leading her back down into his room, closing it all up behind them after they'd made it safely down.
"Reckon i'll be gettin' a good amount of paperwork tomorrow. And a yellin' at... And a glare." Jesse could see the board room now; Ana and Jack glaring him down while Reyes slammed the paperwork in front of him, his word travelling a mile a minute as they poured out of his mouth, going in one of Jesse's ears and coming right out the other. He didn't much care for Reyes' threats, nor did they really bother him. He'd had worse. He grinned at her.
"Maybe we should call it a night... For now. But after my debriefing, I'll swing by. How's that sound?" He reached out to snag her waist and pull her to him delicately. "Maybe we can get breakfast." He mused, kissing her forehead.
[center [size12 Pandora must admit that she had not realized just how strict the people with the Overwatch organization was. It was kind of a drag and made her really want to reconsider her opinions in where she wanted to end up, but for now, this was her best opinion to survive. She had better plans for the future though.]]
[center [size12 Grabbing the bottle, Pandora pulled herself from the bed. She pushed her feet back into her boots before trotting after Jesse. She snatched a quick cigarette from Jesse’s pack of smokes before following through the small stairwell, which lead to a place that she never expected it to. Actually, she never expected a flight of stairs to be there either, but hey, Jesse was full of surprises. She could never know what would come next from him.]]
[center [size12 Once Pandora felt the breeze of the night air, her lungs expanded and she felt amazing. Her face had grown a bit warm from the whiskey that she had been sipping on. She watched Jesse for a moment, lighting his cigarette before politely declining the lighter. She snapped her fingers, causing a small flame to appear from her fingers which she carefully lit her cigarette with. With a hard pull from the cancer stick, Pandora felt immensely better than before. A cigarette with some whiskey was the perfect combination. She exhaled with a smile on her face.]]
[center [size12 Pandora took a seat next to the cowboy and took one last sip of the whiskey before passing it over to Jesse. [i [#FF0000 “Nah, I got secrets of my own too. I won’t be tellin’ anyone yours,”]] Pandora nodded at Jesse before glancing up at the night sky. It was a kind of peaceful scene, almost cliché actually. It was a stupid kind of cliché where two people are sitting on top of a roof, smoking and drinking. Seemed like something teenagers did. Not people in their 20s or older.]]
[center [size12 [i [#FF0000 “Firehawk, I like it,”]] Pandora could not help, but to chuckle. She then shrugged a bit. [i [#FF0000 “I’m safe here. That is all I think about, to be completely honest with you, Jesse. I don’t have to worry about anything bad happening, you know?”]] Pandora was, of course, talking about Talon. She took another hard pull from the stick in between her lips, tapping the ashes to the wind. She watched them float away without a care in the world.]]
[center [size12 [i [#FF0000 “I’m gonna tell you something, Jesse. Something very serious, okay?”]] Pandora laid down on the roof, facing the sky with a mildly serious expression on her face. [i [#FF0000 “Talon did awful things to me. Experimented on me, injected with me with things that has never been tested on anyone else. I was a guinea pig. I was a test subject and they manage to make me into what I am now. Honestly, its kind of cool, but at the same time, I am no longer 100% human,”]] Pandora held her free hand up to the sky, a large flame appeared in her hand before she chuckled. [i [#FF0000 “But it is really cool, you have to admit,”]] Pandora looked over at Jesse and chuckled.]]
[center [size12 [i [#FF0000 "I kind of have to be curious about this. What happened to your arm? I mean, you don't have to share it,"]] Pandora waved her hand and the flame disappeared. She finished the last bit of her cigarette, pressing it out on the top of the room before tossing it off into a random direction. She was curious about it, but she didn't want him to share it, if it made him uncomfortable.]]
Jesse watched her trail around the room after his attempt at surprising her. Even though her face hadn't moved, her body betrayed her, tensing at his actions. He Watched her go through his things, too, not really minding. He was never one to really hide himself, save a few secrets here and there. Nothing in his room, however, would give those things away.
A smile crept into his features as he watched her take a leisurely swig from the bottle, never once looking away from him. She then asked for a smoke.
"You... smoke?" He raised an eyebrow as he reached into the inner workings of his coat. "I guess I ain't that surprised, since yer a bit of a fire hazard 'n all." He mused, pulling out the pack. He tapped it against his metal hand, a little light than a smoker normally would as he took into consideration the abnormality of his limb, before flicking it open and extending the pack to her.
"Ain't gunna be able to do it here, though." He then pointed above him to the smoke alarm, which was well blended into the facility ceiling, but not completely hidden if you were looking for it. "Just gotta take a trip up." He grinned, putting a cigarette into his own mouth and returning the pack to his coat pocket before walking over to his closet.
On the side adjacent to where he pulled the bottle from, was a set of stairs. It was one of the main reasons he wanted this room in particular. He could escape to the roof, and it would [i actually] take someone a while to find him, if they didn't know where he was already. The stairs pulled down and unfolded until it touched the floor gently, and Jesse made a point to wiggle it firm. He gave her a quick smile before striding up, expecting her not to be far behind.
The area in which the stairs led was pitch black, and small, but it was ever familiar. McCree had done this far too many times, taking a few steps forward before reaching to to touch the tile he had carved out a long time ago. It gave way gently, the night air hitting him in the face before he even fully removed the obstacle. He placed it down next to him before hopping to the roof itself with ease. Once up there, he laid himself out on the tiling and lit the stick in his mouth with a zippo he had buried in the same place as the cigarettes.
"Well... Now ya know my hidin' spot." He grinned. "Don't go spoutin' it all over base, er I'll have to punish ya, here?" He only teased. He knew she wouldn't tell. He also knew she could light her own cancer stick, but once she settled, he extended the flame to her like a gentleman.
After putting the lighter away, he took a long drag, then let the smoke billow out into the cold night air.
"So, firehawk... Ya ain't been here long, but I reckon you've got 'n impression of the new homestead, 'n i'm fixin' to hear it." He laughed slightly. "What're yer thoughts?"
[center [size12 Pandora Nova was a rather hard to please woman. It wasn't hard to please her, but it took the right things and the right people to make her happy. Right now, she was happy, content even. With Jesse by her side and a bottle of whiskey in her hands, she could almost forget about all the vile and horrible things that had been done to her, as well as being a part of a stressful organization that she could see the fall of in the next decade or even sooner. She wasn't going to talk about that though.]]
[center [size12 Pandora was pulled from her thoughts by someone pulling her body into theirs. It was Jesse, of course. She placed a hand against his chest and relaxed against his form for a moment until her body tensed up at the feeling of Jesse tugging at her lower lip, sucking on it even. She almost choked for a moment, but kept a rather even expression before feeling the bottle being taken from her hands.]]
[center [size12 As Jesse was taking his swig from the bottle, Pandora wondered around Jesse's room with a curious expression, picking up things before placing them back down in the same spot. She then deemed it disrespectful and rude to do such a thing and finally took a seat on Jesse's bed and smiled up at him.]]
[center [size12 Pandora really did not know why of all the people in this base that she choose Jesse McCree to hang around with, honestly. He was notorious for being annoying and rumored to have a drinking problem, but that was just speculation and Pandora would never judge him for that. She found an odd comforting factor with Jesse, maybe it was that southern hospitality. He was, honestly, warm and inviting and Pandora kind of gravitated towards that, since she felt very alone when she first came to Overwatch.]]
[center [size12 Pandora then leaned forward, taking the bottle from Jesse's hand and sighed in a content manner. [i [#FF0000 "I can back up my big talk, so don't worry, Cowboy,"]] she murmured against the opening of the bottle, taking a lingering gulp as she leaned up against the headboard of Jesse's bed. She had a rather calm and content expression on her face. It was like she was in her element, something that she was comfortable with.]]
[center [size12 [i [#FF0000 "Do you have a smoke, by chance?"]] Pandora leaned up from her relaxed position, itching for a cigarette so bad, though she had smoked in a while. She was just itching for that nicotine. She knew that Jesse smoked, so it shouldn't be a big deal to ask him for one.]]
Jesse rolled his eyes about Amari. Yes, she was trust worthy, but it was not behind her to start a little mischief. Jesse had been there long enough to know. Amari was the base's eyes and ears, like a hawk. Anything that went on, she most likely knew about. Hard to keep a secret from her, really.
Although, truth be told, she [i could] somewhat keep secrets, so long as they were asked of her.... Like Jesse's drinking problem.
Speaking of, he watched the girl pop the handle into her mouth and take a righteous swig from the nozzle, that delightful smirk displayed across her features.
"Ain't nobody told ya it's rude to chug a fine whiskey before tasting it?" He smirked, pulling her into him and leaning over. His lips were very close to hers, but instead of a kiss, he took her lower lip in his mouth and suckled the flavor of the honey whiskey from her. He chuckled darkly before pulling away, licking his lips.
"Not bad." The bottle slipped from Pandora's hands into Jesse's and he raised it, taking several gulps from the bottle before catching his breath. "Ah... Damn, that's good, actually." He turned the bottle over once or twice before taking another swig, then handing it back to her.
"Alright, spitfire, ya talk a big game. Let's see it, then." He grinned.
[center [size12 Pandora followed Jesse with a soft sigh. She trusted Amari, more than Jesse apparently did. As they entered Jesse's room, she glanced around at it once more, drinking in her surrounding with a quiet expression. [i [#FF0000 "I mean, I don't mind if people know. People here already think of me as some kind of Talon agent gone good, so I guess it wouldn't tarnish my name much more,"]] she was making a stab at Jesse with a sly smirk on her lips before she pulled off her boots, leaving them neatly by the door. Probably the only neat thing in the room.]]
[center [size12 [i [#FF0000 "But, I trust my Captain and I don't think she'll say anything,"]] Pandora commented idly before being handed the bottle. She glanced over the label, reading it carefully before watching Jesse find some glasses. She watched the Cowboy look in all sorts of weird places before finally heaving back to the closet. She leaned against the small mound of pillows and cracked open the bottle in a musing fashion.]]
[center [size12 [i [#FF0000 "Better hurry, Cowboy before I might finish the bottle before you even find those glasses,"]] with a daring expression, Pandora took a rather large sip of the whiskey. Like a grown ass Irish man that was on a dare with his buddies. It was a kind of massive gulp for a girl her size. She swallowed it with a pleased expression before looking at the label once more. [i [#FF0000 "For American made Whiskey, this is pretty good stuff,"]] she chuckled softly before leaning up from the pillow, eventually standing up to follow behind Jesse.]]
[center [size12 [i [#FF0000 "Come on, who needs glasses when we can just share the bottle? Hell, you just kissed me, so why not just drink after me?"]] Pandora asked, holding up the bottle in temptation at Jesse with a small smirk that danced on her lips, daring him to take a drink at this point.]]
When they exited the closet, Jesse was greeted with Amari's smirking face as they passed, saying something about 'kids' as if they weren't in their 30's or something. He grumbled slightly before turning to Pandora.
[i "She won't say anything."] She had said, to which Jesse smirked.
"Oh?" He mused. "Ya must not know Amari as well as ya think." He pulled her in slightly, holding his hand up in the air, highlighting his next few words as he said them. "Biggest. Mouth. Ever." He laughed slightly.
"Actually, it'll be the [i one] person she tells that'll get to us. She'll casually mention it to Morrison, n he'll straight away to Mercy, and the Good doctor'll blab it in glee, and then.... Well, that's half the reason Reyes figures out why I [i should] be in trouble." He laughed again, rubbing the back of his neck.
"I guess the question would be... Do [i you] care?" He looked over at her. "I'm not one for denyin' secrets. Kind of an open book, ya might say. If ya ain't wantin' this out in the open, well... I [i can] keep a rumor at bay, if puttin' my mind to it." He smiled at her before shrugging.
"However difficult that may be."
He kicked his door when they reached it and it slid open, a bit janky as usual, and Jesse led the girl inside. He motioned to the bed as he went into his closet, reaching up into the ceiling tile and pulling out an old bottle of whiskey, still sealed and untouched by man.... Until today. He rolled it in his hands as he approached the bed again.
"Hn... Been wanting to try this fer a while now. It's been temptin' me for [i years]." He laughed before handing it to her. "Ya'll get it open, i'll find glasses... Somewhere." He couldn't remember where he'd stored those, so it was a bit of a dig in weird places, like under the rug, behind the dresser, that sort of thing.
Didn't want Reyes to steal his secret stash, because he has, and would continue to. Jesse had to think of creative ways for him [i not] to find things, which also put McCree at risk for losing them, too.
"Damnit..." he grumbled, deciding to venture back to the closet to see if they were there, too.
[center [size12 The kiss left Pandora star stuck, actually. Her body almost melted into Jesse's hands, like this was the thing she needed to continue living, but of course, Pandora was smarter than that. She wasn't going to put all her eggs in one basket here. Jesse was cute and kind of funny, but Pandora wasn't going to put all her faith and trust in him. Just yet. For now, she was going to play this game and hope that it doesn't back fire on her. And what she means by game, she means by allowing herself to give into such human and normal sensations and needs that normally, she wouldn't do. Jesse was kind of irresistible actually.]]
[center [size12 The moment that the kiss was over, Pandora wanted another one. She was greedy like that, but his voice stopped her from trying to kiss him again. She was the type of person to go all in or not even pay attention to something. Jesse has actually caught her attention and Pandora wasn't exactly sure if she liked this or not, but she wasn't going to stop it here.]]
[center [size12 Pandora's eyes glanced upwards to Jesse's smiling face. It wasn't an over exaggerated smile. It was a smile, but cute one. His rough hand against her cheek actually made her feel invited and cared for. It was so strange. She was actually feeling things, that before she never felt. Was this what it felt like to be normal for Pandora?]]
[center [size12 When Pandora was taken by Talon and experimented on, one of the things that they did to her was remove all emotions and other things that would make her human, or act human towards things or people that she had to kill. Jesse just made progress that Angela Zieglar or anyone in Overwatch could ever do. She was actually feeling a strange mix of emotions inside of her that she hadn't felt since before Talon's experiments.]]
[size12 [center All things that Jesse was saying went in one ear and out of the other until his ending sentence. He offered for them to drink together. More time with Jesse was what Pandora preferred actually. It wasn't that she was falling head over heels for this boy. She wanted to know more about him, which she could say that Jesse might be feeling the same about her. They are kind of strangers, at this point. They know one another, but they don't [b KNOW] one another. There are things in both of their lives that they wouldn't just share with anyone and Pandora wanted to know those things about Jesse.]]
[center [size12 Pandora nodded her head a few times before chuckling. She was silent this whole time, while Jesse was talking, which was kind of strange for her. She couldn't help it. Looking at his face and having that kiss just made her speechless.]]
[center [size12 [i [#FF0000 "An Irish and a Cowboy, drinking together. I wonder who will fall first?"]] Pandora's thick accent really lingered there for a moment. It was one of things that she suppressed due to, of course, the Talon experiments. They tried ripping everything that made Pandora, who she was, away from her. That accent though, it would never really go away.]]
[center [size12 As Pandora was being led out of the room, her eyes caught Ana Amari, the resident Egyptian walking by right as they stepped out. She swallowed hard for a moment, her cheeks actually flushed with red coloring which was noticeable on her pale, but freckled cheeks. Captain Amari did nothing to confront them, only just chuckled. She did say one thing though, [i [#778899 "kids will be kids."]] But then walked away.]]
[center [size12 Captain Amari was someone that Pandora put all her trust in. Pandora shared things that she remembers from Talon with Ana Amari, that she hadn't told anyone else. And how Pandora knows that she can trust her is by how no one has spoken to her about Talon and the things that she has shared with Amari. Ana Amari was not only her Captain, but that was Pandora's teacher, guide, and mother figure.]]
[center [size12 Pandora then glanced up at McCree and just chuckled softly. [i [#FF0000 "I know that you know this, but she won't say a word about this to anyone,"]] Pandora wanted to reassure. She knows that Jesse has been with Overwatch, as well as Blackwatch, for a bit longer than Pandora, so of course, Jesse has known Captain Amari a lot longer than she has, as well.]]
She tasted like the shot he'd fed her earlier.
She tasted like home, and heartache, and fire. She tasted like smoke.
The description itself sounded a lot like him, which made him shiver under the touch of her lips against his. [i She was far too good at reading him, too.]
His hands had already been around her from pulling her in, but somehow, they'd snaked their way to cupping her neck and face, deepening the kiss, as if he couldn't get close enough to her.
He finally pulled away with a small smile as his thumb ran over her cheeks. "Well, that wasn't so hard, was it?" He said quietly, chuckling just under his breath at the comment.
"I don't mind.... Givin' inta yer antics." He narrowed his eyes just slightly at her. "So long as you ain't beatin' 'round the bush. I ain't as [i thick headed] as ya make me out to be... I just ain't givin' in to yer coy nature, bein' feisty n' all." He mused slightly. "...Can't say I don't find it charmin', though."
"...Maybe we should get out of the closet." He laughed, pulling himself away from the wall, although he slid his arm around her waist so that she'd stay close to him. "You can come to my room... If I remember right, someone initiated some kinda drinkin' challenge, n' i've been savin' a good bottle for such a thing." He smirked slightly, raising his arm to her shoulder and leading her out of the closet. "Ain't got nothin' but paperwork tomorrow... How 'bout it?"
[center [size12 It had in a smooth, but quick motion that made Pandora half expect a hard thud to happened when their bodies collided with one another. But, instead she just felt them leaning against one another in a soft fashion. It was like their bodies were made for this specific moment in time, but of course, she wasn’t a foolish girl to believe that. Instead, her eyes made direct contact with his until she felt his hand tilting her chin upward. She wanted to half protest, but where was the fun in that? Making Jesse stop now? That would be counterproductive.]]
[center [size12 Pandora’s fingers gripped onto the fabric of Jesse’s jacket in an attempt to keep herself under control, especially now with a gentle nipping at her neck. She wanted one thing, but could not act on it just yet, of course. She closed her eyes and smirked.]]
[center [size12 [i [#FF0000 “You’re being quite persuasive, aren’t you?”]] Pandora could not help, but to chuckle. It was a ticklish chuckle from the nipping that she was holding back. She pulled her face away from his grasp and looked him in the eyes with a stern expression.]]
[center [size12 [i [#FF0000 “Don’t be frightened that you might ruin the moment, Jesse,”]] she whispered to him. She plucked his hat straight off the top of his head and placed it aside. [i [#FF0000 “You might do stupid things, but for once, you aren’t ruining anything,”]] she murmured quietly against his lips.]]
[center [size12 There was a lot that she wanted from Jesse, things that varied and secret things. She could not just spill everything that she wanted from him. Instead, she was careful and threaded lightly. She wasn't going to ruin anything that they had in the moment because this was definitely a rare moment for the both of them.]]
[center [size12 [i [#FF0000 “I.. Just want to… Feel your lips on mine,”]] she whispered quietly, drawing out the sentence before finally kissing him once more. This time, it wasn’t that chaste, quick kiss from Jesse’s bedroom. This one had meaning behind it. Her fingers curled around the fabric of Jesse's jacket once more, holding onto it firmly as if she was showing that she wasn't going to let go any time soon.]]
Jesse merely watched Pandora as she ran her fingers over his uniform. Was she going to take it off? Jesse would [i definitely] not be able to control himself then. Then again... Was he sure he wanted to?
Before he could really give chase down that rabbit hole, she was flinging him until she was, basically, mounting him in the corner of the room. did the teasing ever stop? Did it ever get serious?
Before she could pull away, Jesse swiftly hooked his fingers into her belt loops, pulling her back into him. He pulled her waist until she was leaning into him, pulling her hands to his chest as he came close to her ear.
"[i Darlin']"," He said quietly, an underlying seduction to his southern drawl, "I've about had it with this run-around you got me in." He mused. He was only half serious. "I want one-- [i just one]-- answer from ya that ain't consistin' of sarcasm or leavin' me all jittery." He took his hand from the top of her and slid it to her neck, tilting it slightly as his lips came dangerously close to her chin line.
"I know what you want... But ya ain't havin' it if yer not straight with me." He knew, too, that this was a dangerous game they were both playing. Yet, the more she teased him, the more she tested him, the more he [i craved] her. He knew it was like letting her win.... He didn't care much.
It felt like winning all the same.
He nipped her neck slightly, trying to concentrate on just his breathing. He couldn't lose his cool now, now that he'd come so close.
"...Pandora, be honest with me." He said quietly. The moment was still intimate, but his voice had changed just slightly into a more serious tone. "...What do you really want from me?"
That question sent butterflies through him. He was, in fact, quite nervous of her answer. On one hand, it could lead horribly, that this position and their current circumstance was overly unwelcome, and that he'd crossed a line he'd never be able to get back.
On the other... he could've crossed a line that was [i very] much welcomed, and perhaps she could want more to do with him.
Either way, Jesse was afraid of the demons that came with either solution. Being afraid to lose something --[i anything]-- was not something Jesse was willing to admit aloud, but it happened often. It's why he didn't let people close, or stay on teams long, or know anyone longer than he needed to. Overwatch, so far, had been the major exception, and now...
The girl that he held up against him felt so warm and familiar, and he instantly dreaded he'd asked anything to ruin this moment he'd had.
[i Well, at least, For a little while....] He thought dimly, but it drifted off, and all he could hear was his heart pounding in his ears in anticipation.
[center [size12 A sly smirk rolled over Pandora's lips as she moved into the office, listening to Angela and Jesse exchange words about the file. She began picking through things, opening jars filled with swabs, and even opening a couple of drawers, only to find more medical supplies. Pandora was curious like that. She was absently listening to the other two, while she was glancing around the medical office with such disregard only to be brought back to reality when she heard Angela's voice, but this time it was directed towards her.]]
[center [size12 [i [#FF0000 "I don't think playing nice is my thing,"]] Pandora gave the good doctor a wink before trotting out of the office and up to the Cowboy. Of course, Pandora was not going to take it easy on Jesse. It was too fun to watch him squirm.]]
[center [size12 Pandora was in her own mind while she was catching up to Jesse. She was glancing off into a direction, rather than watching Jesse, which seemed to be a mistake on her part. While she seemed to be lost in her own thoughts, Jesse had taken it upon himself to lock himself in a closet with her. Though, she did not feel in danger, or threatened, it seemed to be right where he wanted her and vice versa.]]
[center [size12 Pandora glanced up at Jesse, watching him lean in as close as he was. She wanted to kiss him again, throw him off balanced like she did earlier, but it wouldn't work again. He would be expecting such an easy thing like that. Instead, she was just looking right back up at him.]]
[center [size12 [i [#FF0000 "I must be good at what I do then,"]] Pandora murmured softly, her fingers lightly tracing his clothing, running along his coat before turning the tables. Gracefully changing their positioning to now she had him in a corner, her lips curled into a deadly smirk with something hidden behind it.]]
[center [size12 [i [#FF0000 "To be completely honest, Jesse... You're just too fun to mess with. I want to see how far I can push you until you actually get the message,"]] Pandora had a pretty tight hold on his coat, her eyes glaring into his, but it was an angry kind of glare. It was a daring glare. [i [#FF0000 "I always seem to forget how thick men's skulls are,"]] she gave his forehead a good flick before letting him free of her grasp.]]
Jesse was lost in his thoughts when she popped up by his side, apparently loyal as ever. He wasn't sure if he thought that it was annoying, or endearing. Either way, it didn't stop her from firing off that mouth of hers as they approached Angela's office. He made to say something, his ears turning red at her comment about his composure, but it was immediately stifled as Pandora quickly entered the room.
It also didn't take her long to throw him under the bus.
Angela raised her eyebrow at Pandora's last comment before turning to McCree.
"Stole something?" She said with a rising smile. "You're under the assumption I don't know when things go missing, and by whom." She held out her hand, regardless of her statement. Jesse shrugged, pulling the file from his pocket, smoothed it out, then handed it to the good doctor.
"Thanks fer lettin' me barrow it, Doc." He said with a smile.
"You should [i really] ask, Jesse." She said with a forgiving smile as she put it back in its respectful place. "And your ears are red. Are you sick?" Jesse's face fell before he huffed, sitting in the chair in front of the woman.
"I'm [i fine], damnit." He grumbled. Angela merely smiled, rolling herself in her wheeled chair closer to his arm. He pulled at his coat, the human arm exposing its true colors. Literally.
It was only slightly bruised here and there, but was certainly red from being in a position it wasn't supposed to be in. It would be tender, but Jesse could tell, by the fact that he could move it at all, that he'd be fine. Angela laughed quietly.
"This is getting old, McCree."
"You wouldn't have a job if i ain't hurtin' myself." He laughed quietly. "Ain't nothin'. She did fine." Angela pushed on the arm, and Jesse didn't even flinch. It hurt a bit, but if it had been relocated incorrectly, it would have instantly been more painful than that. Mercy then made to straighten out his shoulder, pushing her hands in a way against it to check and see if it was out of alignment.
"Well... You've done this enough to know." Angela said, sighing in defeat. "It is in place. Don't fret, [i Kära]." She smiled at Pandora. "And you were supposed to [i call] first." Angela punched Jesse in the arm, far below the bruise. He rubbed the spot.
"Okay, okay! I'll remember next time." He said, standing and putting his coat back on. "I'm goin', then."
"Of course." She grinned. Jesse let himself out, and Angela looked to Pandora. "i've only seen him go red once before." She smirked at the girl. "[i Play nice], Pandora." She then motioned for her to follow the Cowboy before turning to her desk.
Unbeknownst to the girls, Jesse hadn't made it far enough [i not] to hear Angela. [i Damn women...] He huffed, pulling his hat in his face more than before and walking quietly down the hall. He walked slow enough to let Pandora catch up to him before he pushed her towards a closet, just on the other side of her. When inside, he shut the door and sighed quietly.
"To answer yer question... It's hard to get words out when ya go off 'n shove me into situations I ain't know how to respond in." He laughed slightly, leaning over her. "That was a dirty trick you pulled, tryin' tuh deflect our conversation by gett'n me on the doc's bad side." He smirked slightly, his arms grasping the shelf above her.
"Now here's mine... Why're ya so interested in derailin' me?" He quietly waiting for her response as he looked down into her golden eyes.
[center [size12 Without a single word, other than her name being said, Pandora was against a wall. Normally, she would have reacted very defensive against someone that was trying to do that, but this was Jesse McCree, the Overwatch Organization's famous Cowboy and someone that Pandora definitely would not mind being pushed against a wall by. She did have this tight pain in her stomach for a brief moment, but it was a bad kind of pain. It was a good, anticipation kind of pain that wanted to know what was going to happen next kind of pain.]]
[center [size12 Everything about this situation made Pandora want to further poke at Jesse to see what his breaking point. She knew that he wanted her, but he was too afraid to act on those kinds of desires. She could not quite pinpoint why though. That part did make her wonder that if he was acting previously and maybe he did not want this. She had a million things running through her mind, but she was brought back to reality when he was walking away from her. He had taken the file and was leaving the room when she regained her composure completely.]]
[center [size12 [i [#FF0000 "What? Did the Cowboy struggle to find his words? I thought you liked talking?"]] Pandora continued on poking at him, though she might be crossing the line as she followed him out of the room. She was by his side once more within a second.]]
[center [size12 Pandora glanced around, looking to see if there were people around. Everything was rather quiet for the base. People were doing their own thing. There weren't any missions going on right now since technically, Overwatch isn't supposed to be involved in the King's Row issue. Pandora and Jesse were basically undercover and hidden from the government of King's Row. An in and out mission that had a few bumps.]]
[center [size12 [i [#FF0000 "By the way, I would like to see you lose your composure that you seemed so hard to keep in check earlier,"]] Pandora commented as they approached the door to Angela's office. She gave Jesse's a smirk before knocking on the door.]]
[center [size12 Angela's quiet and soft voice could be heard from behind the door before it opened. [i [#FFBF00 "Ah, Miss. Nova and Jesse. What can I do for you?"]] Angela asked curiously.]]
[center [size12 [i [#FF0000 "It took some convincing, but our resident Cowboy dislocated his shoulder during our mission earlier and I relocated it while in the field. I'm not a medical expert, so I would love if you would make sure I didn't mess anything up,"]] Pandora explained before entering Angela's office, glancing over her shoulder to Jesse. [i [#FF0000 "And Jesse stole something from you, as well,"]] Pandora was good at throwing Jesse under the bus, for sure. It was pay back for what he just did in his room.]]
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