#watchiingover

It's probably a good thing that the way the training room's been set up, Xue's back is to the observation deck. She hadn't exactly been thrilled to meet one of the former heroes of Overwatch's glory days - actually, as has been found out more recently, the hellion doesn't seem to know what Overwatch is.

She knows what she's here to do, though. From her vantage point above Gibraltar's training range, Angela can see Xue coming at the bots from all angles - despite this only really being a means of judging her physical fitness, she's taking the idea of the range seriously. Attacking from unexpected directions, clambering around the place, using walls and outcroppings like a jungle gym.

Another training dummy is scattered across the concrete in pieces, and she rolls her shoulders, casting a glance upwards.

     @watchiingover​ asked:

Mei hides behind a wall, shaping the handful of snow she had picked up into a ball with a mischievous smile, before suddenly jumping out from her hiding place. "It's hiiigh noon!" She exclaims before tossing the snowball at the cowboy with a giggle, hoping to have caught him off-guard.

          God, did Cassidy hate the cold...

     — to make things worse? There’s cold, and then there’s whatever the fuck THIS was. It was beyond freezing...LITERALLY, and he was really starting to wonder if he still had all his fingers and toes, because it sure as hell didn’t feel like it.

     He’d been out here for going on thirty minutes now, Cassidy determined not to miss the sign off for the same incoming shipment for the THIRD TIME this week. There’s a glance at the time on his wrist, a chilled sigh escaping him as the clock struck — high noon apparently, and a snowball striking him in the shoulder.

          “Hey now, FRIENDLY FIRE!” There’s a faint hint of irritation in his voice, but his features are quick to soften after turning to find the culprit not to be some new recruit trying to test their luck, but Doctor Zhou.

@watchiingover { Mei }

Why the young woman had felt the need to speak to him, he is uncertain. He had done his level best to look as unapproachable as possible, even standoffish with his own brother when Genji would attempt conversation––though that distance was of a different nature.

[ Guilt. How heavily it still weighs upon him. How heavily he thinks it may always weigh upon him. It is no easier to bear now that he and his brother have been reunited. It may be worse, in some ways, yet he will bear it all the same, if only because it means that his brother still lives and breathes. ]

“… I know who you are. Genji has given names to all of you.”

He says nothing of his own name––surely she must know it if she had chosen this path––neither does he acknowledge her wish to greet him.

@watchiingover​ { Angela }​

“Nothing happened between us,” she answers without so much as missing a beat, as natural and easy as ever. 

It’s a knee-jerk reaction these days to lie, to hide the truth. She knows the tensions are high between Gabe and the others, and she knows why. What she also knows is that there’s nothing she could say to explain that wouldn’t be met with pity or sympathy for her plight or anger at him. 

She isn’t angry with him. Frustrated with what’s happening and the fact that she can’t seem to do anything to help and this time he doesn’t seem to want to let her… But she’s not angry at him, and she won’t contribute to this mess with anything that could be misconstrued, with anything that could be turned on him in an argument later when they need fresh ammunition. 

[ Partners protect each other, especially when the other is struggling. ]

Xue scrunches her face up. Opens her mouth... closes it. Puffs air through her mouth in a long, considering breath. Wrinkles her nose.

"I, uh, didn't know if we'd have much to talk about, y'know. Like, you play video games, I... don't do that. I beat the teeth outta people, you don't do that. Plus you're freakin'... famous and stuff."

And she'd heard, from sources that will go unnamed, that the MEKA prodigy had a hell of an ego on her.

"Uh huh, a little bit can mean different times for every person, doc." The informant tilted his head at the doctor with a lopsided smile, having taken a seat on the other rolling chair in the room and sliding right next to her.

Ah, he hadn't meant to startle the good doctor, but the soles of his feet are indeed built for stealth, even when he's not trying. Between that and her concentration, it's no wonder she hadn't heard him.

"It's fine-- sorry for sneaking up on you," Leon replies. He lets the petal he'd plucked from Angela's hair fall away in favor of taking one of the mugs from his other hand and setting it carefully on the desk.

The junker looked around the lab. saw everything frozen and gave a whistle scratching his head. . "Shit is all a mess huh?" He looks at the state of her and seeing that hair dryer and raised an eyebrow.

"Why would I laugh at ya? Well, I admit it's funny but it sucks at the same time roight? My workshop once burned down everything. I lost my blueprints and a lot of my equipment. I was down for days. Hoggi even brought it tea boba for a week to cheer myself up. So I know this must be upsetting ya."

He touches Mei's shoulder to get her attention.