07-19-2020, 01:12 AM
Red was Sweeney's favorite color.
She wasn't too sure why it was the case, but she knew it to be true. The color of blood, the color of rage, the color of hatred. Though it flickered in and out of fire as well, Sweeney knew that it was her favorite, and the fact she had been placed on the team with the flag of her favorite color? It meant that she was going to refuse to give it up. They'd have to waste some of those medical supplies on her if someone came too close.
Competitive.
All the Callahan sisters were competitive, each in their own ways and for their own purposes. But Sweeney wanted to win games, either of the mind or of the physical type, so when she was put with someone she had no idea about, her ears pinned to her head for just a moment before she followed after the other, taking her own place by the flag, grasping onto it for a moment before taking a glance at Jack then towards Silent. The Ardent was going to be difficult to get by, but if she and her partner were able to think of a plan, maybe distract him, maybe they had a chance against him. She didn't care for the other group, they could win against them, she was sure of it.
Maybe she was too cocky, but she wouldn't admit that.
She wasn't too sure why it was the case, but she knew it to be true. The color of blood, the color of rage, the color of hatred. Though it flickered in and out of fire as well, Sweeney knew that it was her favorite, and the fact she had been placed on the team with the flag of her favorite color? It meant that she was going to refuse to give it up. They'd have to waste some of those medical supplies on her if someone came too close.
Competitive.
All the Callahan sisters were competitive, each in their own ways and for their own purposes. But Sweeney wanted to win games, either of the mind or of the physical type, so when she was put with someone she had no idea about, her ears pinned to her head for just a moment before she followed after the other, taking her own place by the flag, grasping onto it for a moment before taking a glance at Jack then towards Silent. The Ardent was going to be difficult to get by, but if she and her partner were able to think of a plan, maybe distract him, maybe they had a chance against him. She didn't care for the other group, they could win against them, she was sure of it.
Maybe she was too cocky, but she wouldn't admit that.
SWEENEY CALLAHAN - THE PITT - ACOLYTE - RP'D BY TIKKI