(McMercy Excerpt)
The sterile smell of latex gloves and prep pads hung ever so stagnantly in the air, students and patients alike flowing in and out of the massive doors. This time of year was always a busy one, what with new recruits receiving their pre duty screenings. Angela was a busy woman, to say the least. Her golden hair tied ever so slightly disheveled in a bun, white coat hanging from her slender frame and a clipboard always in hand.
Though the majority of examinations were done by her staff, those for recruits belonging to the strike teams, as well as the periodical and post battle checks were conducted by Angela alone. A task delegated onto her by Commander Morrison himself. She had been with overwatch for a few years, though her official recruitment was a mere six months prior. Before, the protege simply assisted with exams, conducted research and studies. It was Jack who ultimately decided to bring her in. An opportunity in which she quickly acted on. A chance to truly help, resources to apply to her research... it was a perfect fit.She glanced at her wrist, digits gleaming at her as a reminder that she had an appointment with the newest blackwatch recruit.
She smiled to herself a bit, noticing the two black clad figures entering. Ever so punctual, though from Gabriel that was to be expected. Flipping through the file attached to her board she knitted her brow a bit.
Jesse McCree.
Age: n/a
Birth place: n/a.
No family history? Medical history? Her eyes flicked up to scan over the pair as they entered. The both stood at about the same height, which she delegated to be right around 6’1 based on Gabriel’s paperwork. When her gaze hit the recruit she found herself in a bit of shock. He was so young. He looked more like a basic recruit than a strike team recruit. What were they thinking with this kid? And then she realized he really couldn’t be much older than she was. A special exception then. Interesting.
“Commander Reyes, always a pleasure to see you. Who’ve you brought me today?” She asked extending her hand and smiling brightly to the rather dazed looking man to his side. Shock was common. Many people had never seen technology so advanced. Gabriel quirked a brow at him as Jesse failed to answer, giving him a discrete smack on the shoulder indicating that this would be the time for an introduction.
(this was the post that predated my response, by my amazingly talented McCree)
In life first impresions are everything, both of these two knew that. As their employment to this new organization had been proven, cementing the concept inside their minds. Jack Morrison was the almost literal face of Overwatch that everyone got a speech from about justice, honor, and the survival of the human race. It had mixed reviews all around the board, but this little gunslinger to be had a great fondness for it. When finally Jack knelt down and told him what was to come, it filled him with a bit of fear but he knew that in order to be the hero Jack foresaw, it would be okay. Turning in his old six-shooter and all that he had with it, he moved in through the facility. Having shaken hands with his sponsor, commander, and now one of the most important parts of the team.
Medical Office, that massive man described her as 'Overwatch's Angel' so the sight he saw was more than a little bit shocking. A girl, just as young as him though she looked it a touch more than he did. This little outlaw was able to pass off as at least nineteen back home, but she just looked so innocent. Jack had sent the blank file for Mercy to fill out, the only space with any information in it at all was his name, 'Jesse McCree' the stray that Reyes had picked up in Santa Fe. Looking a whole lot like that term he just kind of, gawked at her. The lead medical chief here at the cutting edge facility was just a girl, it now lay in her medical prowess to wake him from this stupor he was in. Brown eyes locked onto her blue hues.
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