07-19-2018, 07:33 PM
[align=center][div style="borderwidth=0px; width: 55%; line-height:115%; text-align: justify;font-family: calibri;"]She wasn't one of those people, thankfully, fully used to speaking to the strangest of things in existence when it came down to it. There was very little Sombra hadn't seen at this point, and whatever Gabriel was... maybe he prided himself on his appearance, maybe not, but it didn't even contest first place.
Her eyes lit up the moment Gabe responded to her words with some Spanish of his own, suddenly eager for different reasons other than the whole 'joining' thing. It had been a good while since she had heard her home language spoken anywhere, and everything seemed to be adding up in Gabe's favor when it came to Sombra's feelings towards him. Interesting appearance? Check. Speaks a language that she understood and strongly favored? Check. Hated grass just as much as she did? Check. Sadly, not enough time was left for her to reply, or to even get her head in order after the initial positively shocking revelation, for suddenly she was being rudely referred to as a ferret by some thing that looked like a robot.
"Oh look. A talking tincan" she deadpanned in response, huffing towards Washington's direction but not sparing him much more, attention fully enraptured with Gabriel, who was getting better and better with every passing second. A soft chuckle left her maw at his equally off-highhandedly patronizing statement, and figured herself lucky that this Washington apparently didn't speak Spanish. She didn't feel like sparing him the attention, however, and decided to ignore both the comment and the Smilodon.
"Mmm, I don't know, grass doesn't really strike my fancy, you know? I prefer more action, something... better. But if you claim that this here place has it, whatever it is, then I guess I'll take my chance and invite myself on over," another upquirk of her ever-present smile signaled the subtle increase in mirth yet again, as Sombra knew very well that it never quite worked like that. You needed permission to enter, or something like that. No one really let themselves in, and she doubted she'd be the same... but the reaction would be worth it.
Her eyes lit up the moment Gabe responded to her words with some Spanish of his own, suddenly eager for different reasons other than the whole 'joining' thing. It had been a good while since she had heard her home language spoken anywhere, and everything seemed to be adding up in Gabe's favor when it came to Sombra's feelings towards him. Interesting appearance? Check. Speaks a language that she understood and strongly favored? Check. Hated grass just as much as she did? Check. Sadly, not enough time was left for her to reply, or to even get her head in order after the initial positively shocking revelation, for suddenly she was being rudely referred to as a ferret by some thing that looked like a robot.
"Oh look. A talking tincan" she deadpanned in response, huffing towards Washington's direction but not sparing him much more, attention fully enraptured with Gabriel, who was getting better and better with every passing second. A soft chuckle left her maw at his equally off-highhandedly patronizing statement, and figured herself lucky that this Washington apparently didn't speak Spanish. She didn't feel like sparing him the attention, however, and decided to ignore both the comment and the Smilodon.
"Mmm, I don't know, grass doesn't really strike my fancy, you know? I prefer more action, something... better. But if you claim that this here place has it, whatever it is, then I guess I'll take my chance and invite myself on over," another upquirk of her ever-present smile signaled the subtle increase in mirth yet again, as Sombra knew very well that it never quite worked like that. You needed permission to enter, or something like that. No one really let themselves in, and she doubted she'd be the same... but the reaction would be worth it.
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