❝ᴍʏ ʙᴜsɪɴᴇss, ᴍʏ ʀᴜʟᴇs.❞ ⊱ elizabeth caledonia | ᴀsʜᴇ. ♢ ᴏᴠᴇʀᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ ʀᴘ + ᴄʀᴏssᴏᴠᴇʀs ↬ ᴘᴇɴɴᴇᴅ ʙʏ #Vɪɢɪʟᴀɴᴛᴇ.

~ Italy, something in her stirred. Before the Reaper and before Moira (officially) joined, /she/ saught Talon out. Who was she? Elizabeth C. Ashe, the Leader of the Deadlock Gang. Who would've thought ‘Calamity’ Ashe would live out her dream of watching the world burn, but ~

~ also participating. Was it revenge or was it simply fate? Humanity is made stronger through conflict. . . well, either way, something big would come in her lifetime. She was ready to participate. Sanjay Korpal was of the fellow (legitimate) ‘businessmen’ on Talon's inner ~

~ council. Because she could supply Talon with weaponry and more surplus for their top engineers and scientists to maneuver with technology for conflicting the world. Talon was /very/ understanding when she had mentioned her issue with Overwatch and their former BlackOps ~

~ division. Yes, it was a tale of love and revenge, and even B.O.B. seemed skeptical, but while her bounty and her gang still referred to her as ‘Calamity’ Ashe, the Deadlock Gang Boss, Ashe became the 𝐕𝐢𝐩𝐞𝐫. Talon gave her that name, directly after that of her weapon. ~

~ A few times in life, to test her loyalty and to get hands dirty, the woman went on a few missions. To take an innocent life or to complete /business/? Oh yes. There was never hesitation. There was blood on her hands and heart that still needed to be mended. Nevertheless, ~

~ she still has a business on the front side to deal with. It wasn't always that someone on Talon's bad side had to deal with a cowgirl, but that was one of the organization's many ‘surprises.’ Fast forward to a few months ago, to be back on that payload, tied up after the ~

~ ‘famed’ cowboy vigilante dared to show his (handsome) fucking face in /her/ (and Talon's by extent) territory. Perhaps this was something that would give irritation to Gabriel Reyes. The moment she had found herself back at the Deadlock Gorge, while still annoyed over a ~

~ particular memento she kept (like an idiot), the Viper had sent a telegram to those on the Inner Council about the /incident/. It wasn't long until a meeting was called. When Viper arrived, she sat opposite Reyes, the two averting their cases from the smirk curled on Dr. ~

~ O'Deorain's thin lips, though the drumming of the redhead's fingernails on the table echoed and mirrored what Viper was doing. The rim of her black hat hid her crimson eyes. Was she troubled or was she just pissed off? McCeee had stolen one thing. Weaponry was easy to come ~

~ by, as well as money. But that particular pod, to which she claimed to Jesse she knew nothing of, was obviously of brutal importance. It should've been in /their/ hands, to which Reyes digressed, referring to the cowboy as a ‘damn ingrate.’ She'd have to drink to that later. ~

~ But for now it was up to Reyes and Akande on their next move. Reyes made one thing clear, to be watchful of that /glitch/, but that he'd recruit the dear Widowmaker for one of their missions. “I'm gonna do some research of my own, ladies and gentleman. Y'all know I've also ~

~ got a score to settle. I bet I could find a little more information, but I would need /her/, as much as we know your distrust. But then again, ya don't know /Him/ like I do.” And with that, the Viper picked up her rifle of the same name, and the Inner Council meeting was ~

~ over. Viper. . . what would /He/ do when he found out about her ‘new friends’? Succumb to her ‘fangs,’ and ‘venom’ (ie: shooting him down)? Do bad boys really change? Who knows. . . but women? Fuckin’ 𝐬𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬. Elizabeth “𝐕𝐈𝐏𝐄𝐑” Ashe, had a bone to pick. ~

~ And when she stepped out of the elevator, there stood the 𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒄𝒉 in her (purple) technological glory, fingers wiggling. “Hola~.”

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