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#figured since we've already done something with tham
bushelofmuses · 4 years
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@crxssfxre# asked:  ʌ: comfort after a nightmare (Echo for whichever muse you wish)
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Everything was gone. It wasn’t removed properly and carefully. Ripped away, stripped from her spine. It didn’t hurt, but she couldn’t...she was sluggish, heavy. Everything ached the longer she stumbled around, trying to find help, the more exhausted she became. It was growing harder to move without the implants on her spine. She needed them to function and they knew it. They fucking knew it but who told? Reaper. He was the only one that could have and shit they were coming. They--
Sombra bolted upright with a shout to a hand nudging her awake.
Echo. It was only Echo, and her implants were still there. Could the bot even comfort others? Did she know how? Still, if anyone knew what it’d be like to feel useless without some aspect of their tech...
She launched herself at Echo and hugged her tightly.
It felt childish to just hug her like this but...who else could she go to?
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