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[thexdragonxbecomesxme]

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Genji had not been expecting to run into the younger woman this early in the day. He was carrying a thermos of tea back outside, having nearly tripped over her on his way back outside. 

“Ah, good morning!” he said, laughing roughly, “what has you out and about this early in the day, my friend?”

[valkyrietilvalhalla]

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“Yes, thank you.”

Xifeng gets up and whistles her bird on to her arm and shoulder. She then nods in thanks and heads in.

The room in which she is brought is a white, well-lit, sterile room, with the doctor sitting in a corner at a computer. At the entrance, she lifted her eyes and smiled.

“Hello. What brings you to me today?” Angela asked, her smile warm and inviting.

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How someone can react to victory in a battle depends on the person, some jump and cheer with joy that they won, while some are quiet and just thankful they survived, others cry and mourn, or worry about their friends and comrades that got injured. Sender took note of this in silence in the aftermath of a great fight that day, his body littered with bumps, scratches and bandages as evidence of the fight, as he quietly sat on a upper floor deck that overlooked the hustle and bustle of the watchpoint.

[scopesandspurs-blog]

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It wasn’t a surprise Xio either didn’t recognise or know her, she wasn’t exactly officially Blackwatch. She was too young to go on active duty and was in training to become part of Blackwatch when Jack had made the decision last second to send her to Nepal to the omnic monks (possibly to keep her away from Blackwatch and Gabe or the ensuing infighting.)

She leans against the door to the hanger that granted access to the main control room, smoking as she made sure to blow the smoke out of the door to avoid being told off by Winston for setting off the smoke alarms. A few things would be noticeable first to the old timer:

First that weird arse bird that was staring at Xio like crazy, it sat like a parrot but looked nothing like one, it did look like what all pictures of phoenixes look like. Second the young lady had full traditional chinese general armour on. And third, that weird wine stain birthmark that covered a good third of her face.

Xin sighed but with a smile, “welcome back then, granted things aren’t the same anymore but its a roof over one’s head. And as far as I know Winston won’t do that. Xio huh? Xifeng Sun, or Phoenix, or Xin.”

Xio took in the woman, the oddities about her, but it all basically just got filed away in Xio’s mind for later examination. The bird was weird, she had to admit. The armor, less so. After all, Xio had worked with Reinhardt and his outdated armor before (updated, but still outdated). Then there was the mercenary that she had been paired with that tried to go into battle with a full medieval suit of armor on. What people chose to wear to battle wasn’t going to phase Xio in the least bit.

Xio’s own attired was going to be significantly less strange than the woman she was looking at wore. She was in a pair of high-waisted black pants, the bottoms tucked into a pair of black flat boots. She wore a black hoodie, the large case on her back coming up over the top of her head. Her brown hair was settled in its usual messy bun, strands having already fallen free to frame her face.

“Thanks,” she said after a moment of pause, shifting her gaze back to the woman’s face. “I have no doubts that Blackwatch won’t ever come back. Shame. All that shit with the logo all over it will be useless now.” She she shifted the case on her back. “What is it you do? Offense, defense...?”

[scopesandspurs-blog]

"So, you're the new member of the team? Or should that be old member returned? Fellow Blackwatch soldier hm?" (( Hope this is enough to go off on. ))

Xio looked at the woman as she spoke, taking her in. The time after the Fall of Overwatch had seen Xio turning to mercenary work, learning that friends could only be trusted so long as they had the money to keep your trust. She hadn’t had the misfortune of running into many of her old allies in Blackwatch or Overwatch, but so many had been lost in the explosion that it wouldn’t have surprised her to find out they were dead.

The recall had been a surprise. 

Here she was though, looking around the Watchpoint in Gibraltor, wondering how things were different. There weren’t many familiar faces, at least. The voice that had greeted her wasn’t familiar, perhaps a different time, but Xio looked at her nonetheless, more than a little ready to fight if she needed to.

“Former returned,” Xio confirmed, watching her. “Yeah, I was, not like there’s much of a Blackwatch to return to. I doubt Winston reinstated that...” She paused, forcing herself to act civil, for now. “Xio Santiago.”

[valkyrietilvalhalla]

Xifeng was sat in the waiting room, reading the mission report from the other day. A weird bird was playing among the magazines, it looked like a very fancy... parrot, crossed with a bird of paradise. However, every now and then, it glitched, flickering like a hologram or a tv with it's picture out.

A nurse walked out into the waiting room, a holopad in hand and examined the room, watching the strange bird for a long moment before walking over to Xifeng.

“You are here for the doctor, correct? Follow me this way, please.”

[mercy-doctor-of-overwatch]

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