Walk in Harmony

Just hanging out with @dragonbladc

                                          @coyotefaced​

The location was the Iberian Peninsula. To Be more Precise, An Old Overwatch base nicknamed Watchpoint Gibraltar. Since the Fall of the Original Overwatch everything that they had ever built has either been destroyed or sealed away. The Exceptions being forgotten and hidden bases. One of those forgotten bases was Watchpoint Gibraltar. In the past Months there have been reports of activity within the perimeter. Could Overwatch be coming back? 

                            “EMBRACE TRANQUILITY!”

                                      Independent Zenyatta.

                          ❀              10 Years of Rp experience.                           ❀              Friendly guy.                           ❀              Returning to the Overwatch Fandom.                           ❀              Ready to Rp

                                                 @teatiime

The Location was Kings Row. Day had ended and so had the battle that was fought there. The mission was finished and the majority of the Overwatch was at there shuttle waiting to leave. All except one Omnic.

   The assassins expression fell into something of neutral for her. Though, this one made her look pissed, or mad. It was not far off from the truth, but that never changed.         “I am not your friend.”    She stated with a huff. This widow was no ones friend. There was no time or want for such petty things. The closest thing that she might have to a friend is an ally, and that was pushing it.         “I go by Widowmaker.”

The Omnic nodded as the other talked. The other’s comment on the friendship made him sad. He would frown if he could. The Monk listened to the other’s name before marking it down inside it’s mind. Saving it to his mind. Zenyatta then calmly said.

                               “Were not friends?” 

        “That is a shame. You seem like a nice person.”

                                  “Widowmaker?”

        “… I have a question for you. You are one of the Omnic that are monks, oui? One of the Tekhartha, to be more precises.”    She dodged the others inquiries, beating around the bush and asking her own questions and keeping her own agenda. She knew that Talon would not be too keen on her meditating with the enemy, so, instead, she decided that she wanted to mess with him and poke all of his metaphorical buttons.

The Robot nodded to the other’s question before turning his head slightly towards her. He then responded in his normal calm tone as he slowly raised up his hand to make a peace sign.

                                           “You would be correct.”

                                 “Though I no longer go by that title.”

                          “I would rather you refer to me as Zenyatta.”

       “That wouldn’t be to much trouble for you would it new found friend?”

The Monk then proceed to lower his hand before he turned around to face the other. The Monk proceeded to scan the other from head to toe before tilting his head to the side as he asked.