#select a hero

[hopeiveryoverwatchocrp]

Starter for @select-a-hero​ with Baptiste! 

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Hope sat on the medical bed as she waited for Angela to arrive. She was working on some projects with Hana and Brigette in the workshop went something malfunction and nearly shocked her. She survived, but her arm took the brunt of the fall. She knew she’d get a chewing out from the doc, always telling her to be careful. 

Footsteps caught Hope’s attention as she sighed, shaking her head. “It wasn’t my fault this time, Doc, I swear! Brigg’s cat pressed a button and--” When Hope looked up she was expecting to see the Swedish medic, but instead locked gazes with someone entirely different.  “You’re not Angela,” Hope pointed a confused glare at him before quickly retracted her arm back closer to her chest, feeling a dull aching pain when she tried to move it. 

[technotranquility-archive]

Genji @select-a-hero​ noted:

"It is funny how the older I get, the more at ease I feel in the fall rather than spring." Genji hummed with amusement as he walked with the other.

there were gentle shifts of weight as the monk walked with his student - performing motions without leaving footsteps in the dirt trail.

「 ༀ - perhaps; although it does not have to be a trouble.

nor a neccesary choice, at all.」

there were light, melodious tones as zenyatta hummed in harmony with the cyborg.

「 ༀ - although i do wonder; have you found attunement with the somber hues of the world? the crisp wind?

or the the gentle unwind of both the earth and her inhabitants as they prepare for her season of slumber?  」

[discountedmuses]

Hanzo looked over the other. "Interesting weapon you have there." He said, eyeing the sword in Victor's hand.

@select-a-hero

Even though the knight was seated, the way the other towered over him for the brief moment made him jump and fix his posture. For being a knight in shining armor, he sure did startle easy sometimes. 

“Ah, yes, um..” Give him a moment, his heart his still racing. “It’s one my father owned at one point before handing it down to me.” The blade itself emitted some strong heat from the slice taking from the middle, idling waving it side to side to show off the small flames that would follow in its wake. 

“Victor..! Victor Dahl.” He extends out one of his gloved hands as a greeting towards the stranger after getting himself back up on his feet.