[ This was far from Hana's first strategic formation. It's what kept the Meka Units flying high as long as they did. They had to make sure they were all on the same page, all moving to the same goal but working on different means to accomplish it. It was different with Nightwing, however. It was about compensation. He does things she can't do, she helps with things he can't do. Even as he speaks now, laying things out – she trusts him enough. Trusts in herself more. ]
Ehhhh? You called OW for a reason and you're getting the best! Operatives or not, we know how to handle less ideal scenarios. We will put a stop to this.
[ Truthfully, it sounds like a lot. Numbers games weren't usually her opponents. Big baddies, ones that could take down entire city streets were. Not a giant dragon looking for chocolate, but.. y'know, same principle. She doesn't show doubt on her face. There was no room for it. They had a job to do and it would do best to make sure to do it enough to benefit them all. Gotham City and Overwatch can benefit.
He earns a laugh, one that was still youthful and sunny despite the weight she feels on her shoulders... The adorable mech was able to carry both of them easily, but by the time he boards, she's sliding in and avoids eye-contact. Huh.
There's a dance of her fingers – precise and knowing exactly what comes next. Coordinates set, engines purring a soft hum, and he'd feel the shift of her unit lifting off its stationary state. ]
We'll see, yea? [ We made a good team. She wants to say but it stumbles into a grunt as she grips the joysticks and guides them up into the air – masked by clouds nearly instantly. ] We play your way and if things go south, we do my way. Winston already told me it's a no-go for an ejection blast – so only way I'm popping out is if I need to.
[ Her confidence was still at a high, her eyes looking away from the open expanse of the city and looking over her shoulder to her partner for the day. ]
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Ehhhh? You called OW for a reason and you're getting the best! Operatives or not, we know how to handle less ideal scenarios. We will put a stop to this.
[ Truthfully, it sounds like a lot. Numbers games weren't usually her opponents. Big baddies, ones that could take down entire city streets were. Not a giant dragon looking for chocolate, but.. y'know, same principle. She doesn't show doubt on her face. There was no room for it. They had a job to do and it would do best to make sure to do it enough to benefit them all. Gotham City and Overwatch can benefit.
He earns a laugh, one that was still youthful and sunny despite the weight she feels on her shoulders... The adorable mech was able to carry both of them easily, but by the time he boards, she's sliding in and avoids eye-contact. Huh.
There's a dance of her fingers – precise and knowing exactly what comes next. Coordinates set, engines purring a soft hum, and he'd feel the shift of her unit lifting off its stationary state. ]
We'll see, yea? [ We made a good team. She wants to say but it stumbles into a grunt as she grips the joysticks and guides them up into the air – masked by clouds nearly instantly. ] We play your way and if things go south, we do my way. Winston already told me it's a no-go for an ejection blast – so only way I'm popping out is if I need to.
[ Her confidence was still at a high, her eyes looking away from the open expanse of the city and looking over her shoulder to her partner for the day. ]
They won't even get a shot on me.