Aerial Superiority

Pharah stood and looked out over at the base. “Well, a few enemies outside, not too many. But I have no idea what to tell you about the inside of the base.” She replied, looking around a little more. “It would be easy to take out the guards outside, but first we would need to disable an alarm in case of someone we miss. What do you think we should do?” She asked.

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When on the airship he sat down, messing with his belt making sure his pulltabs were ready if he needed to toss the smoke bombs that were on his belt. Slung over his back was a sawed off single barrel 10 gauge shotgun.

After he had readied his weapon she approached him. “I’m glad to be working with you my friend. What shall I call you?” She asked, sticking a hand out to offer him a handshake.

After a few hours he was called to a mission briefing where he was there with a  Fareeha Amari. He was set to be her partner to retrieve her old suit, the Raptor Mark V. He was a notable thief and getaway man from his prior experiences and was thought to be the best for the job.

Upon seeing her partner the Valkyrie stood a little taller, trying to show some respect without having to speak. No matter who the person, even if it was someone like Junkrat, she wanted them to know she saw them as partners, not just two people assigned to a mission.

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“Ya hear that, ya bloody hoons!” Junkrat said, almost preening at the ones forced back into their original positions by the woman overhead. He pulls his launcher up at the same time Phara pulls out her own weapon. “That lovely bombshell is my friend!” He shouts, and the following sound of their combined attack drowns out his laugh. 

“Good work my friend. That went well!” She exclaimed happily. “We should go tell the others that our mission was successful. I think they’ll want to know.” She told the man.

The blonde was already on her way back to her mech suit.”You got it.”

She let out a small grunt as she was lifted. “Thank you.” She said with her thick accent, holding onto her tight, ready to be moved in case there was a violent movement.

“That isn’t a permanent fix, but it’ll keep you stable until we get you to a medic.” Briareos nodded.”What’s your name?”

“I am Fareeha Amari. You may call me Pharah on the battlefield.” She said to them after they asked. “Thank you for the help, even if it doesn’t get me into the battle again I appreciate your kindness.”

“My toime ta shoine!” He says with a sloppy two fingered salute, then come out behind their cover, staying near the wall though, and surrenders to the enemy.He and Phara are the only ones around at the moment, and this is the best way to get their attention on him and keep it there. 

“Good job my Junk friend!” Pharah called, pulling out her weapon. “Now to do some serious damage.”