Experiences are universal, throughout time and space evidently. [ He chuckles, linking his hands together and resting them on his middle. ] You were still better than I was, I wouldn't be home for days at a time. Usually in a bar, club or arcade. My brother usually ended up having to bail me out of the drunk tank.
[ One of the many strains on their relationship.
Genji lulls his head to Cisco and smiles. It was never something he was insecure about, truthfully. ]
Thank you. [ Which was said in Japanese.
Then he laughs a little, shifting. ]
Well, we aren't official at the moment. Things might change, but the Overwatch of old was. Truthfully, I think the original Overwatch's downfall was it's sheer size. It's... easier being small now. Less chances for betrayal.
[ Said like he's had plenty of experience with it. Genji shifts again and brings up his wrist, reaching behind an ear with his other hand and fiddling. After a moment, a mini holo projector screen pops up from his wrist with a picture of (most of) the current group in the revived Overwatch.
Himself, his brother, his master, McCree, Lena, Angela, Dr. Zhou, Lúcio, Reinhardt and Winston. There were others not in the photo, but the main group. The look on Hanzo's face is pinched, but in the way that only Genji could know that he's trying not to smile.
And McCree looks as rugged and handsome as ever. Genji's chest aches a little, still so frustrated with himself for not saying anything yet. He hopes he will get the chance to again. ]
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Experiences are universal, throughout time and space evidently. [ He chuckles, linking his hands together and resting them on his middle. ] You were still better than I was, I wouldn't be home for days at a time. Usually in a bar, club or arcade. My brother usually ended up having to bail me out of the drunk tank.
[ One of the many strains on their relationship.
Genji lulls his head to Cisco and smiles. It was never something he was insecure about, truthfully. ]
Thank you. [ Which was said in Japanese.
Then he laughs a little, shifting. ]
Well, we aren't official at the moment. Things might change, but the Overwatch of old was. Truthfully, I think the original Overwatch's downfall was it's sheer size. It's... easier being small now. Less chances for betrayal.
[ Said like he's had plenty of experience with it. Genji shifts again and brings up his wrist, reaching behind an ear with his other hand and fiddling. After a moment, a mini holo projector screen pops up from his wrist with a picture of (most of) the current group in the revived Overwatch.
Himself, his brother, his master, McCree, Lena, Angela, Dr. Zhou, Lúcio, Reinhardt and Winston. There were others not in the photo, but the main group. The look on Hanzo's face is pinched, but in the way that only Genji could know that he's trying not to smile.
And McCree looks as rugged and handsome as ever. Genji's chest aches a little, still so frustrated with himself for not saying anything yet. He hopes he will get the chance to again. ]