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[ An incredibly fuzzy image blips across the screen, dark with some patches of skin, which ends up looking like a forehead as the camera pulls back a little. The screen shudders and the audio rustles noisily as she sets up the camera to point it at herself. She speaks directly over the speaker, mumbling low under her breath at first. ]
Testing, testing...
[ Then she draws back completely and with the most utmost concentration, she positions it so it captures at least most of her upper body. She's a skinny little teenager with massive hair, decked out in all black. ]
Hellooo, Legionnaires! Lash here, and this is experiment number three. Now I know, I know, I know what you're thinking! "What's with this cute mysterious girl? Boy, would I love to know more about her! Why doesn't she say a few words about herself?!" Well, that's because we've got way more important things to do here!
[ She giggles, an almost diabolical squeaking that sounds distinctly like a "Teeheehee!" ]
Check this out!
[ She presses her palm against the wall of her room, the ones the Legion assigns the newcomers, and her entire body begins to slowly transform. Not just her body, but her clothing, too. The semi-matte texture of the smooth wall turns Lash into a statue of white. Her wild hair almost seems a little too top-heavy, though, and she tilts slightly to one side. ]
Whoa— OK! Looks like the volume is a liiiiittle more equal to the mass than my actual hair, but it's not too bad. I can work with this.
Testing, testing...
[ Then she draws back completely and with the most utmost concentration, she positions it so it captures at least most of her upper body. She's a skinny little teenager with massive hair, decked out in all black. ]
Hellooo, Legionnaires! Lash here, and this is experiment number three. Now I know, I know, I know what you're thinking! "What's with this cute mysterious girl? Boy, would I love to know more about her! Why doesn't she say a few words about herself?!" Well, that's because we've got way more important things to do here!
[ She giggles, an almost diabolical squeaking that sounds distinctly like a "Teeheehee!" ]
Check this out!
[ She presses her palm against the wall of her room, the ones the Legion assigns the newcomers, and her entire body begins to slowly transform. Not just her body, but her clothing, too. The semi-matte texture of the smooth wall turns Lash into a statue of white. Her wild hair almost seems a little too top-heavy, though, and she tilts slightly to one side. ]
Whoa— OK! Looks like the volume is a liiiiittle more equal to the mass than my actual hair, but it's not too bad. I can work with this.
permavideo
I may be small, but I'm not afraid to bite!
[ She transforms back into her normal fleshy human self. ]
Something on your mind, hm?!
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[Always curious...]
Tell me something: if this really is test number three— how'd your first two go?
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[ But completely untrue as she doesn't know how to erase data from surveillance cameras. If Sombra cares enough to bother. ]
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You know the Legion records everything, right?
What you do, what you say...
Where you sleep.
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Wh-what?! Isn't that like, a breech of my privacy? Some sicko is watching me sleep???
[ In one instance, Sombra will find that along the path coming from the building where she'd taken the oath, Lash is crouching in a patch of grass. In her hand is a stone, though it's not clearly visible... that is, until she suddenly turns into stone in her attempt to give her powers a shot and while in her crouched position, promptly crashes onto her side. It takes a great amount of energy from the looks of it to right herself, her limbs moving slowly, trying to adjust to the material. ]
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[I n t e r e s t i n g.
Tap tap, tap tap tap. The recording's saved, filed away for later— though how much later is anyone's guess. Five minutes, five seconds, anything's possible. But for right now...]
...probably.
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She screams, anyone around her looking as shocked as she sounds, and then she bolts from the scene, dropping the treat and leaving a sticky trail of footprints. The cleaning staff was probably very very unhappy that day. ]
I can understand basic security, that's just common freaking sense, but I really hope they aren't pulling some Big Brother crap on us. How do you know this kinda stuff anyway?
[ Comical narrowing of eyes. ]