Alive At All Costs
starter for @captainrasmot using Tom Neumann in the Overwatch verse)) A new mission popped up for Widowmaker. Apparently Talon was unable to neutralize and extract a valuable target in England, King's Row. The mission specifies to capture the target alive at all costs. With the mission data is several pictures of a figure in a dark green armored suit of some kind. The bottom of the feed reads "Tom Neumann/Pallas, Project Titan." There is no further information.
Widowmaker was deployed before she had even finished reading all the details of her mission. On the hovercraft, she unscrolled the flexiglass screen and read through the details of her mission, trying to ignore the small squad of Talon agents. Normally she worked alone, save for a few situations, but apparently Talon had decided she’d need the backup.
As she scrolled through the files, one mission specifications made her normally neutral expression turn into a scowl, causing the agents to shift uncomfortably by the suddenly... angry aura that was radiating from the talented assassin.
Never once had Talon wasted her skill on capturing a target alive, they had recruits for a reason. Glowering at the screen in her hands she continued to study the pictures of this Tom Neumann. Perhaps he was more of a handful than he seemed if Talon was having trouble capturing him. Sighing and rolling up the screen, stashing it in the pouch at the small of her back, she stood, readying her rifle and venom mines. Loading her sniper with armor piercing bullets, high quality stuff that Talon stored away for... specific jobs, she packed extra rounds and readied for the bird to make it’s descent.
When the bird was close enough to the rooftop, she repelled down after commanding the small troops to wait for her order.
King’s Row, the site of one of her finest kills. Perhaps being here would grant her more luck, even if she wasn’t allowed to kill.
Widowmaker made her way from rooftop to rooftop, occasionally scanning the crowds whenever she got the chance. At least this time around there were no guards patrolling.
A suit of armor was easy enough to find, even amongst all the Omnics that roamed King’s Row. Finally, she spotted what she was looking for. Tom Neumann, aka Project Titan, was roaming amongst the crowd, aimlessly, from what it seemed.
Narrowing her eyes, Widowmaker peered through the scope, examining her target closely. The crowd would pose a problem, but one shot would quickly solve that.
Touching the comm device in her ear, she quickly laid out a plan, easy enough for the other agents to follow. The trap would be set, and it would start with one bullet.
Shooting her grappling hook to an another ledge, she readied herself. Stepping off the building she peered through the scope, quickly aiming before firing the bullet that aimed straight for Project Titan’s shoulder. When she was close enough to the ground, she released the grapple, landing on the ground with a roll, watching as the crowd frantically scattered.
Widowmaker rested her rifle against her shoulder, raising her left hand in the shape of a gun. Once she was sure the target had spotted her, she pretended to shoot.
“Voyons voir ce que vous pouvez faire.”