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Genji hadn’t been with Talon for long. They’d given him an offer, the chance to walk again, to take revenge on the entire Shimada clan in exchange for taking over once Hanzo was out of the way. They just wanted the organization, and Genji was more than willing to give it over to him. He didn’t want anything to do with them after all. 

He just wanted revenge. 

But, in exchange, he was working for them. Assassinating targets and upsetting governments. Currently, he was in Venice, disguised as a reveling courtesan and being sent to assassinate the Prime Minister who was in town for Carnivale. The silk of his clothing swept about the room as he moved, giggling softly as business men and women came up to be entertained by him. But the sight of an unfamiliar patron caught his eye. 

The larger man wasn’t like the rest of the crowd, too much purpose in his gait to be safe. Genji had a feeling that...perhaps they were being watched. He swept by the taller man, waving the fan he had and smiling behind his mask. 

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Hanzo paid little attention to the pub’s other patrons as he settled onto his usual barstool. Also as usual, he was given a wide berth. At first glance, he looked normal enough - but if one stared any longer than a moment, he seemed a little more unusual. The way his dark eyes flashed a pale, reflective blue at certain angles, or the peculiar pair of scars on one side of his throat.

And the Cultist is curious. The Whispers that always follow him of what lies beyond tell him there is more to be known about this hunter. Who is he to ignore them?

Who said I hadn’t followed my plan?

Suck it up, cowboy.

     “ McCree, are you sure this will work? Throwing a surprise birthday party for the commander doesn’t seem like something he would be into. Especially since he just got back form a mission, Jumping out of hiding and screaming might not be a pretty sight. ”