❄️ 0° Kelvin ❄️

Little slow back out the gate but here’s a fresh starter call. I’m looking at my old threads and I’ll probably reply to many of them, but, people are welcome to drop them it has been a while after all.

Vicky was anything but the mature adult one would expect a woman her age to be. Whether it be by her height, her behaviour, or her bratty, girlish features, it was easy for some to imagine her to be much younger than she actually was. 

A teenage brat in the body of a grown woman. That’s what she was. 

Mei’s curiosity came to her as a threat- regardless of the climatologist’s actual intentions, Vicky assumed that she was just here to question her, as others had done before. 

“Maybe I was,” she snapped in response, glaring ahead- not quite at Mei, more likely at the wall behind her. 

“What’s it to you? Ain’t I allowed a bit ‘a sentimentality? Or is that gonna be stripped from me as well?”

Mei physically took a step back, it was like shaking a soda and then it all just came rushing out. It was likely that not just because of the outburst but, the fact that the results weren’t dangerous, just unpleasant. She frowned happy to let ht woman take back her picture despite her aggression.

“I’m not going to strip anything from you...honestly you need to calm down a little bit before you say something like that to someone more temperamental around here.” Not that she believed any of the Overwatch agents would harm the woman unless given due reason to.

Oh hey, at least there had been something that had worked well enough to manage to diffuse the situation. Not that it needed to be any sort of situation by any means of the word, but Arcade would’ve had to be a blind man to have missed the tension that had been there. Not that he’d directly call her out on it either; he had some tact after all!

His gaze flitted amicably to the bot that was currently with Mei and he moved to hold out a hand towards it, palms up - not aiming to grab or investigate without consent, but instead seeking to allow it to approach on its own free will. “Who’s your little friend here? I don’t believe we’ve had the chance to properly meet yet.”

And that was… oh. Well, he couldn’t claim to have actually expected that - most of the time his help was given without the expectation of a thank you in return, and it was… surprising. Maybe notably so, if the expression on his face might be something to go by. “Oh.. ah, you really didn’t have to come here just to thank me, though I do thank you in return for that. I really do appreciate it.” A smile appeared, there and gone. “You’ve done me no wrong and even if you had.. I wouldn’t have left someone in need to die like that.”

A pause. “Have you recovered well from that incident? No lasting side effects?”

Mei watched as snowball moved to the man, now with his attention drawn away from Mei the bot began to show interest in their company. She laughed a bit and simply allowed the drone to do what he wished, he was a close friend and companion and had once saved her life doing just that.

“Oh right of course, this is Snowball, we designed him at Ecopoint in Antartica and he’s been with me since I left.” she smiled, Snowball’s comfort further relaxed the climatologist, if he was comfortable it only made her more so. It was, odd to be thanked just for thanking someone? Yet, Angela had once described what she did as thankless os in the end it made enough sense to Mei.

The smile for the moment it was there was, warm and strangely beautiful? Yet it was gone so quickly the brunette wasn’t even sure she saw it right and it was quickly followed by question, further distracting her attention from it.