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[sub][color=#AB08B4][i]Location: Talon HQ, LA[/i][/color][/sub]
[sub][color=#AB08B4][i]Interacting with: Genji [@Jacobite][/i][/color][/sub]

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[quote][color=97d186][b]姐さん[/b]
[sub]You caught me just as ᴠᴀʟᴋʏʀɪᴇ was sending me on a mission! I've been looking forward to getting one all week, but since it's for you... (๑•̀ㅁ•́๑)✧ 

I will do my best to breakaway and assist ᴇᴀ𝚜ᴛᴡᴏᴏᴅ. The world would be a darker place without his cowboy cosplay. This one's on the house if I manage to get there in time to be of assistance, although you could buy me a drink next time I'm in town~

I hope we meet again sooner rather than later, S. And be careful. I don't like the group you're running with.[/sub]

- [b]源[/b]
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The light "ping" sound of a new message drew Sombra's survey of the many screens in front of her, puzzled glare being replaced with a smirk at Genji's reply. First of all, she still had no idea what that word meant. Translation online was a shaky thing to trust to start with, so she was pretty sure he didn't mean to call her "a wife". Or, at the very least, that wasn't the real translation of the word - either way, she doubted Genji fully understood her own nickname for him, so she was happy to be in the dark about it. A snort of laughter escaped from her at the rest of the first sentence. Sombra knew quite a bit about the prestigious Dr. Ziegler; about both of them, actually. She was more than aware that Mercy wasn't as "holier-than-thou" and innocent as she pretended to be, and as for her much darker cousin, Sombra was sure there were even more skeletons in his closet. Although having only just come back, and flying under the UN's radar, Sombra actually found herself to be disappointed at the lack of activity from Overwatch. Nothing like what they were before; she remembered hearing the stories as a kid, and was expecting something more. Perhaps it was their lack of a competent leader? Or maybe just because the majority of the old ones hadn't answered the call, from what she knew of from her contacts?

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[sub][b]TO: Conejo[/b]
Oh, refusing to do the Angel's chores for little old me? You'll get a slapped wrist for that one. I guess I'll have to buy you several drinks if all goes well - not that I mind. You've always been a fun drinking partner; you last longer than the cowboy at least. 
I'll keep you posted on McCree's status. Try not to get shot, okay? You're no good to me full of bullet holes.

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Sombra purposefully ignored his comment about her own safety, a gentler smile adorning her face as she read the message over again. She'd never pegged Genji as a worrier, but in her opinion, it was sweetly misplaced in this situation. Talon had about a handful of competently active agents at the moment, so she had no concerns at where she was. Reyes was too busy building up some kind of evil master-plan to even pay attention to her possible disloyalty; not that she'd made it obvious, that was. She did as she was told, as long as it benefited her in some way. In this instance, however... no matter what Sombra told herself, it wasn't all about power. McCree was fun, and would be no use to anyone dead. Besides, the last thing she wanted was for some two-bit merc to get their hands on that amount of money for killing an [i]amigo[/i] of hers. They didn't deserve such a hunting prize; and the aid she'd just called in would make sure they realised that. Carson City was going to be even more of a bloodbath now.

[color=#AB08B4]"Wait..."[/color] The muttered word left her lips suddenly as she leaned forwards, staring intensely at one of her screens. Maximising and enhancing the page, she watched the small, 10 second CCTV clip on a loop as she peered at one specific corner. The footage was grainy, and with the endless flashes of gun muzzles and dust kicked up into the air, it was almost, [i]almost[/i] impossible to see anything. But there, taking down one of the mercs. A flash of white hair, a battered jacket, and a very familiar visor. The blurred image of a "76" on the gunman's back was clear for only a moment before a ricocheted bullet hit the camera, knocking out it's feed. But Sombra didn't have to see anymore than that. That was Soldier: 76, a vigilante who had taken to the streets some years back; and to a select few, better known as...

[color=#AB08B4]"Jack Morrison."[/color] Sombra whispered, a wicked, yet almost child-like grin appearing on her face. [color=#AB08B4]"Ohoho! Things just got twice as interesting now!"[/color] Settling back into her chair, she sent off her message to Genji with a laugh, deciding not to tell him about the old Overwatch leader being present. Perhaps it would make for a pleasant surprise for him.