(decided to do a quick writing thing for this one, anon, hope you donāt mind)āPut me down! This instant!āĀ With a smack of her lips, D.Va rolled her eyes, pushing the thrusters forward as her mech flew into the air. She could hear Hanzoās voice screaming at her from on top of her mech and it quite possibly couldāve been the funniest thing sheās ever heard. The image of hardened, ever-serious Hanzo screaming in fear was too funny for her.Ā āAww, cāmon, Hanzo! Whereās your sense of excitement?ā D.Va chastised, maneuvering her mech around the building.Ā āBesides, once I get this baby slowinā down, you can deal a whole lotta damage! Betcha you can even one shot a Talon noob or two!āĀ Hanzo, on the other hand, couldnāt reply to Hanaās comment just yet. He was still gripping onto theĀ āearsā of her mech for dear life, trying to shout over the wind gusting past him.Ā āThis is a completely ineffective method of ambush!ā he finally told her once she slowed down.Ā āThe enemy will know of our arrival long before we arrive.āĀ āMaybeĀ ācause you keep screaming,ā D.Va. retorted.Ā āGoinā down!āĀ The mech began descending, with Hanzoās stomach feeling like it would slip from his mouth if he hadnāt had his lips sealed shut.Ā āU-unacceptable,ā he said once Hana managed to level the mechās flight again. If he had a mirror, he was sure his reflection would reveal a green tint to his face. āThis is not a game, Hana.āāOh, pfft. Iāve done this before. Genji was such a good sport about it, too.āĀ Hearing that sheād done this before, with his brother no less, caused a different type of unsettling feeling to lodge in Hanzoās gut. Heād developed a strange kinship with the mech pilot, despite the innumerable differences between them. But somehow, they still managed to maintain a friendship, different than any other relationships they had. To hear Genji, of all people, being spoken with such high regard from one of his only friendsā¦he didnāt want to think about what sort of feeling that was. And now it seemed they even practiced absurd combat maneuvers together.āOrā¦ā There was a giggle.Ā āAre you just getting old on me, Hanzo?āĀ That did it. Despite nearly being forty years old, Hanzo was in much better shape than most people his age. Superior, even, in all aspects. Even without cyborg enhancements, Hanzo possessed skills that no one could hope to mimic. He huffed indignantly, bracing his hands against the mechās top and pushing himself to his knees, and having his bow ready.Ā āVery well. Find me a vantage point after you make the initial attack,ā Hanzo called.
D.Va laughed, knowing that taunt would be super effective against the archer.Ā āThatās what I like to hear! Letās own some Talon butt, Hanzo!āĀ āā¦Y-yes.ā