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No I'm not crying, there's just something in my eye 😭

*Winston’s lab in Gibraltar post-talon, following a scientific disagreement between Sigma and Winston*

Sigma: I’m telling you that my theories show every possibility of yielding a positive outcome!

Winston: And I’m telling you that we can’t run those kind of gravity experiments in the lab here!

Sigma: And just why not?! You have the equipment here to run it and—

Winston: IT’S A SAFETY HAZARD! What about you and the others around us?! This can’t be like the space station! Unleashing an experiment relating to a black hole down here could be even more catastrophic than it was up there for you! It’s being too ambitious—

Sigma: HAROLD I CAN MAKE MY OWN DECISIONS ABOUT MY AMBITIONS! NOW JUST... I...

Winston: ... Doctor?

Sigma: I *clears throat* Pardon me, I just... saw a parallel just now. Perhaps it was the glasses.

Winston: *removes his glasses briefly, slight chuckle* I suppose he debated you as well, didn’t he?

Sigma: *slow wave of grief* Yes, always a comparably fierce colleague, but perhaps an even stronger friend. He tried looking out for me in the time leading up to my prior incident. I’m reminded from time to time after leaving talon that I should’ve listened...

Winston: ... I think no matter what the outcome of that experiment was, he would continue to be astounded by you and your work. He’d just want what’s best for you now, same as me.

Sigma: I suppose, maybe a modified version of this project could be re-examined, wouldn’t you say? One that reduces the safety risk to a surrounding beings?

Winston: Are you using that phrasing to include the animal members here in Overwatch?

Sigma: I’m using it to include all of my friends...

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Winston: he’s not fit for battle in this condition. He’s neurotic to the point of being afraid of leaving his room and any mention of implementing his powers into battle send him spiralling-

76: that’s why I’m asking you winston. Please. Let me take him in as my ward. Let me give him the help I failed to give him when I was in charge…

Winston: …You blame yourself for Overwatch not saving him? But you didn’t even know about-

76: I did… and I fucking believed the government when they lied to my face and promised he’d be well taken care of… so please… let me look after him now…

Winston: *gently places his hand on his shoulder* so long as you promise you’ll ask for help too when you need it…

76: …I will…

*a few hours later*

Siebren: *shaking and looking over his shoulder repeatedly as he floats through the halls* wh-where are we going?? P-please don’t take me to the lab I don’t want to go back to the lab-

76: *holding his hand and so gently guiding him along like a balloon* it’s okay doc, we’re just moving you to a more comfortable accomodation. *stops in front of his apartment and punches in the code before leading him inside* your room is right next to mine, if you need anything at all come tell me and I’ll take care of it for you okay?

Siebren: *posture immediately relaxing at being in the homely and cozy space* o-okay.

76: everything’s gonna be okay now doc, I promise.

[Posted on 08/02/20]

N o t a P u s h o v e r

A sound almost like the clap of thunder rang out of one of the rooms in Talon's Rome stationed base. Y/N found themself pinned against a wall, three feet from the floor, with their limbs being held down by some unseen force. The source of the sound had been one of the large hands of Talon's resident dissociative astrophysicist slamming against the wall Y/N was pinned to. His hand had been only a few inches from Y/N's ears, making Y/N wince.

Even though they were being held rather high off the ground by what was more than likely the astrophysicist's gravitational abilities, the Dutchman still towered over them. The cold features on the male's face signified that it was not Siebren in control of the body but Sigma. His cold eyes bear into Y/N's own as he leans forward, closing the small gap between them. His words are cold and just a bit agitated.

"I can assure you, geliefde, I am no pushover."

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[Posted on 08/03/20]

J u s t a N i b b l e

"We can't, we simply can't! Harming another person is wrong!"

"You've been starving us, Siebren. You understand that if we don't feed we die don't you?"

"Yes but..."

"Then there is no other choice. Feed or die."

This was the conversation Dr. Siebren de Kuiper's personal laboratory assistant, Y/N, was treated to as they stood there in the doctor's lab. Following an experiment-gone-wrong on the International Space Station a few years ago, de Kuiper had become a recluse and hid himself away in his lab, away from society. Y/N had discovered just why a few hours before; Siebren had dissociated quite a bit due to the trauma of his accident and developed a second personality to serve as his psyche's shield whom he called Sigma. The two frequently conversed like they were doing now.

Y/N was genuinely confused as to what they were talking about. "Feed"? Feed what? Or feed who? Y/N flinched when the male's blue eyes shift to them. It was Siebren who spoke first.

"I'm so sorry for all of this. I should've been totally honest when you first came to work here with me. Now you've discovered Sigma's existence."

He pauses before taking a deep breath and sighing.

"But there's one more thing I haven't told you."

Y/N's head tilts to the side out of curiosity. What else had he hidden? Y/N chuckles internally at the laundry list of possible (comedic) things it could be.

"I have a... condition. You see-"

Before he has a chance to finish, Sigma breaks in. Siebren's features quickly turn cold and sharp at the shift.

"We're what normal people call a vampire."

Y/N blinks in shock. Vampires were real? As soon as Siebren regains control, he seems genuinely worried by their reaction and reaches to take their arm in his chilly hand. Y/N doesn't move at all, not wanting to seem afraid. The poor Dutchman probably felt bad enough about withholding the information; he'd feel even worse if he scared them now.

"I understand if you want to leave with all this in mind. I won't stop you."

Y/N responds with a head shake. They weren't just going to leave. Sure their lab partner had a second personality and drank bloo- Then it dawned on Y/N... When did he drink blood? They saw him for most of the day so there's no way he had time to. Y/N is broken from their thoughts by a groan from the astrophysicist. He was holding the palm of his free hand to his forehead in reaction to what was likely a headache. When Siebren's expression shifts back to the cold one Sigma wore, Y/N's heart sunk. The male's other hand takes a hold of their other arm and holds them there.

"Siebren has been starving us for months, refusing to drink from not one person to protect the people around us. What he doesn't realize is that doing so is the equivalent of pushing an injured animal into a corner; it's going to attack eventually."

He pauses for a moment to allow Y/N to process the information. It all seemed very logical so there wasn't much confusion. He starts again.

"Are you aware of how torturous it is to be in such close quarters with a human? To hear their heart beat, pumping that crimson nectar across their brittle little form?"

His grip was beginning to hurt a bit as it tightened around their arms. The towering male slowly begins to lean forward and Y/N gets a flash of his glistening fangs. They knew exactly where this was going...

"I want just a nibble. Nothing else, I promise."

Y/N doesn't resist as fangs sink into their shoulder. No use was there? As their blood begins to flow out of their body, a light headed feeling quickly manifests; the world was spinning and blurring together. The tall male pulls away after a moment but the world continues to whirl like a carnival ride. The last thing Y/N sees before blacking out is Sigma's blood stained smirk...