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@mariinera
When McCree’s bored, he starts creepin’ around the different buildings in the Watchpoint. Sometimes they’re less than happy to see him, other times they indulge him, mistaking his boredom for legitimate curiosity.
He looks down at the salt-smelling glorified fish tank holding a writhing mass of limbs.
“It looks squishy,” he points out rather aptly to the clearly busy woman. “Can I touch it?”
Really, it’s all Agent Kaiser’s fault for showing him the streams. McCree doesn’t even know what StarCraft is, let alone how it’s played. No, what’s intriguing is watching the girl, barely younger than him, play as though her life depends on it.
Well, that’s something he can relate to. Maybe that’s what prompted him to blow his savings to buy the ticket to the World Championships, but he honestly hadn’t expected to walk into the tiny cafe in Seoul, three days before the event and holy shit is that Hana Song.
All his Southern charm and politeness flies out the window as he not so subtly chooses the table beside her. What do you say when faced with your idol? Last time this’d happened, he’d been bashed in the head with the man’s pulse rifle.
The very scary Blackwatch agent sucks in a breath and turns to her, extending a hand.
“Howdy,” oh yeah, that’s a voice crack. “I’m Jesse.”
@wakairyuu
“We gotta stop meetin’ like this, darlin’.”
The tone is joking and laced with sleepiness. Reyes’d been running the both of them through double drills for the past week for their first mission together without the Commander there to pick up the slack.
It’s nice to have someone to go on missions with now, the cowboy thinks a little selfishly. Even if it means meeting up in the barren mess hall at the crack of dawn.
“Coffee?”
@healbliss
It’d been a month since the last time he’d been sent to the infirmary for non-mission related injuries. Jesse’s supposed to be beyond starting fights, but those fucking cowards in the Overwatch camp.... Well, the disappointed look on Reyes’ face told him that the why didn’t matter. He was supposed to be better than this.
The doctor’s new, an exchange student from some prestigious university who probably thinks she’s going to cure everything, ever. Blonde, blue eyes. Pretty. Jesse’s head throbs from the gash in his forehead. Right. Medical assistance.
“Can y’all help me with this?”
@simple-geometry
It’s in Hong Kong that they cross paths for the first time. Recon, Reyes had called it when he’d passed the assignment off to the cowboy, investigate the resurgence of the Triads. Ever since the Overwatch take down of the Deadlock gang, and the fall of the Shimada-gumi, major organized crime groups had taken the hint to lay low.
Until now.
Movement flickers to his left on the rooftop where McCree is crouched. One hand goes to Peacekeeper where it’s strapped to his thigh, the other goes to his hat before he remembers he’d left it at the shitty safehouse. Maybe it’s just a stupid kid. A stupid nimble and perceptive kid who definitely saw him.
“I already saw ya,” he calls. “C’mon out.”
@panzerung
Somehow, somefuckinghow, the joint operation between Overwatch and Blackwatch in London had gone off without a hitch; no friendly casualties for once. Of course, they were all aware of the hell that would rain down from the United Nations in the morning, but for now.... For now they could celebrate.
“Reindart... Hardt... Reinhardt,” he slurs. “Betcha I can down a pint faster than ya.”
@doktoriisin
“How’s our lil science experiment doin’ this mornin’?” The nonchalance in his tone is almost disrespectful as he follows the Doctor’s eyes toward the hospital bed. Jesse nudges her slightly, offering her a steaming mug.
Their usual routine.
“Is it weird that I think he’s kinda cute? Y’know. For a guy who survived bein’ turned inna sashimi an’ hasn’t done his roots in a while.”
@timeruins
Really, it doesn’t matter how much he likes her, solo training a new recruit always feels like punishment. He doesn’t even like training himself! Usually, it’s Genji’s job, but he had to go Mexico and track down a lead for Los Muertos... Blah, blah..... Blah.
Well, at least it’s something he likes.
“Upside’s you’re gettin’ real good at hittin’ things,” Jesse says, pointing at the holes in the training bot. “Downside’s you’re not really aimin’ for the head. Body shots’re great ‘an all, but it’ll take more than one clip t’take out anyone in armor.”
