[ Widowmaker isn't much for festivals, not anymore. They're loud and irritating, their only use being that the chaos of them makes it easy to follow targets unnoticed. Not, of course, that she has a target right now, not beyond getting through this crowd and to her lodging after a shift with the Perimeter Guard. Which makes this particular carnivale largely just useless.
Stopping for a quick bit of food had been her first mistake, and the second was answering at all that obviously drunk and overly confident man's question. He'd taken it as invitation, and the distance she's put between them has only done so much to dissuade him. So it is that Lucifer's nod toward him gets a flat stare, an increase to the wish that it were publically decent to snipe a bothersome man from across a crowded area in public. ]
Perhaps I have had my fill of it. Missing out sounds very nice, I would say.
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Stopping for a quick bit of food had been her first mistake, and the second was answering at all that obviously drunk and overly confident man's question. He'd taken it as invitation, and the distance she's put between them has only done so much to dissuade him. So it is that Lucifer's nod toward him gets a flat stare, an increase to the wish that it were publically decent to snipe a bothersome man from across a crowded area in public. ]
Perhaps I have had my fill of it. Missing out sounds very nice, I would say.