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need_healing) wrote2018-03-31 09:03 pm
need_healing) wrote2018-03-31 09:03 pm
Co-op mode
['The world is changing'; Genji had said it to his brother in Hanamura almost a month ago before leaving and traveling west again. He'd known before arriving back in Europe that he was going to answer Winston's call, unable to remain secluded in the mountains and pretending that innocent people weren't dying while he did nothing. He'd also known that Angela would be resistant, but... what choice did they have? After the attack in Iran it had become apparent that the turmoil wasn't going to just ignore them. Whether they liked it or not, they were tied to Overwatch's current and they could either struggle alone against its pull or follow where ever the course might lead.
Of course, that meant fighting, and not everyone was suited to being in the thick of a battle. Such as medics, regardless of how insistent Angela is about helping. He and the other do their best to watch out for her- that she's their only medic at current is added incentive- but sometimes things just happen. Like a dislocated knee from a hard fall.
The doctor's skills were impressive and her staff seemed to work miracles at times, but there was only so much a person could do before they needed to let their body heal on its own. Angela had been out of commission for almost a week, her leg in wraps, and Genji did his best to make sure she followed her own directions and didn't stress it too often. It was difficult for someone who was used to be busy.
Which is why when he slides into the room she's claimed as her own (and by extension, his on occasion), he has a small portable game console tucked under his arm. Whenever he'd gotten himself laid up in his earlier years, it was how he'd passed his time. Often times regardless of whether his father had decided he was allowed to or not. It had driven Hanzo up a wall.]
Angela? How are you feeling?
Of course, that meant fighting, and not everyone was suited to being in the thick of a battle. Such as medics, regardless of how insistent Angela is about helping. He and the other do their best to watch out for her- that she's their only medic at current is added incentive- but sometimes things just happen. Like a dislocated knee from a hard fall.
The doctor's skills were impressive and her staff seemed to work miracles at times, but there was only so much a person could do before they needed to let their body heal on its own. Angela had been out of commission for almost a week, her leg in wraps, and Genji did his best to make sure she followed her own directions and didn't stress it too often. It was difficult for someone who was used to be busy.
Which is why when he slides into the room she's claimed as her own (and by extension, his on occasion), he has a small portable game console tucked under his arm. Whenever he'd gotten himself laid up in his earlier years, it was how he'd passed his time. Often times regardless of whether his father had decided he was allowed to or not. It had driven Hanzo up a wall.]
Angela? How are you feeling?