#16biithero

The warm smell of autumn was in the air, the beginning of leaves turning brown, nights getting darker and days becoming shorter. It was a pleasant time for many of the Overwatch recruits as they decorated HQ in a certain fashion, some getting more eager for Halloween than others. 

The medic chuckles as she watches Mako and Jamison attempt to put up bunting across Winston’s desk. Surveying her friends getting excited for autumn, the doctor takes a sip of her Pumpkin Spice Latte, and allows a second for the warmth to seep down her slender throat. 

She lets out a soft “ah..” As she takes a quiet moment to enjoy her choice of beverage for the morning. A few strands of hair sweep in her peripheral vision, and she raises her hand, extends a single digit, and brushes it behind her ear. It was nice to enjoy a moment of peace and quiet -- && it was just a moment as the medic is suddenly startled by a loud crash behind her. Jumping into action, Angela places her latte down -- most likely to be forgotten about, and turns to see what had happened. 

“Are you okay?” 

PETS VIOLENTLY

Then is it the same as kissing a planet?

A familiar voice, a distinct nickname crosses the transceiver. In an instant, Doctor Ziegler knows who it is. Pauses are noticeable in her speech and Angela has conversed with enough patients to know what the possibility of origin might be. An injury, enough to take her breath away even without those sharp gasps that would usually be present.

Her hand tightens, lips pressing together with such a force. Briefly, blue eyes close out the world as her delayed words filter in. “Hana.” Her voice is steady and stern, trying not to break, not to cause a worse panic. “What is wrong? What happened?” And already she was prepared to dash out of the communications office, to don the suit she swore never to, and rush to her side.

As she listens to words ranted on and on, she is only able to smile. Hand reaches forward, caressing her face before resting on her cheek. “ You do worry too much, dear. “ Words spoken soft and with intense grace. 

In this limited time she had, how was she so lucky to be with someone who cared so extensively? “ I will miss you as well, you had better take care of yourself here. And I will contact you often, I promise. “ Truthfully she was more worried about leaving Hana and what she would do without the doctor present. Certainly, she would have to check in from time to time to ease her troubled mind.