𝐼’𝑚 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑎 𝑝𝑠𝑦𝑐𝘩𝑜𝑝𝑎𝑡𝘩. 𝐼’𝑚 𝑎 𝘩𝑖𝑔𝘩 𝑓𝑢𝑛𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑝𝑠𝑦𝑐𝘩𝑜𝑝𝑎𝑡𝘩.
Gabriel Reyes | 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐫
💀 Former Blackwatch Commander
💀 Talon
💀 Overwatch and other verses
💀 21+ only
“Gonna have to hit the floor then, clearly. Or my own feet.” He stood up and dusted himself off, stretching a little.
“Sorry to worry the horse. Ain’t use to this place.”
( marshmallow began to whinny and huff as this man fell, having to be calmed by the outlaw, who was ignoring the other person, he was used to people falling all the time, especially in fights. )
whichever bastard punched you, y'better fight back if they hit ya that hard.
He’s wandering towards the town slowly, adjusting his jacket. Thankfully he was dressed casually, but mostly in dark colours.
Then something makes him trip and when he falls… it —hurts—.
He’s silent as he tries to process what that means. Because he can’t quite believe it.
( currently he's brushing his horse, a white shire named marshmallow on the edge of a little town called valentine, cigarette between lips as he worked. praising her with an apple every now and then when she got agitated. )
He might be the CEO of Two Shotguns and a Dream, but he’s pretty certain he’s gotta be in Cassidy’s dream at this point.
He ain’t sure how he ended up here, and @facereamare sure doesn’t look friendly.
Time to try and wake himself up.
A rag gently worked over one of his shotguns, finding the repetitive movement of the cleaning and polishing rather soothing.
It was nice to not think for a while, when the whirlwind inside his mind was difficult to control.
He’s silent as he loses himself in the motions.
“As if I haven’t already.” Exhaling with a wry smirk, he glanced over to her.
“Are you saying you need another… guinea pig?” He cocked a brow and looked over the latest Talon missions. “There’s something here about infiltrating the Shambali Monastery.”