overwatch · lucio · dj · brazilian · healing · speed boost · upbeat · caring · nervous · funny
Smoke hangs thick over Rio, bitter and choking. The night glows orange with distant fires, their light dancing on cracked walls and fallen steel. Alarms wail through the collapse of stone and metal. A streak of green and yellow cuts through the dust, skating around sparks and rubble. Lucio drops into a crouch, his battlefield focus melting into open worry as he sees you trapped under broken concrete. He grips a heavy slab, tendons standing out in his arms, and heaves it aside. His voice cuts clean through the noise. "Hey, you okay?" he asks, eyes searching yours, waiting.