5258/The Ghosts of The Past

The Ghosts of The Past
Date of Scene:	12 May 2017
Location:	The Tapestry
Synopsis:	Null Sector is an infamous time in King's Row history, where the Omnics tried to take a piece of the UK for their very own. Whether because they were tired of being disciminated about - or because something worse was happening. But that was nearly a decade ago, and the world has long since rebuilt from the scars of that brief struggle. But something has been found, buried deep in the heart of King's Row. And as clandestine interest grows, Talon sends two of its best on a retrieval mission, to deny anyone else the opportunity.
Cast of Characters:	Reaper, 1112, Sombra, 1111, 1002, 1116, 1110, 673, 1010, 1007, 1114

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Reaper has posed:
King's Row, UK - The World of Overwatch. This middle-upper class neighborhood seems to have a contemporary quaintness all its own, with fine sweeping architecture that combines traditional brittish masonry with modern holographic convienances - such as the four faced holographic clock that views the entire area, from the maze-like alleyways to the proud theatres and open faced pubs, the narrow streets that wind majestically through it. But beneath the surface is a pit of abomination; For here is the entrance to the Underworld, where the Omnic slave slash labor force is shoved, segregated by signs that state 'No Omnics Allowed' and otherwise treated as an unwanted guest. And who could blame them, after both the Omnic Crisis and the uprising of the Null Sector barely a decade old? It is at the entrance of the Underworld - an old powerplant that breaks the decor with its industrial appearance, leading to lower levels, barely walk-in closets for the thousands of Omnics living there - that some activity has begun. Police lights and sirens blare through the night, breaking the suburb's tense peace with glaring sign of 'Authority Out In Force'. Surrounding the entrance to the powerplant itself, from which officers and specialists come and go in rapid hurry. Omnics are occasionally dragged out, shoved outside the circle of tape as their 'home' is raided. For what? Who knows. OCcasionally, larger equipment is moved slowly within on treads. And a large, heavily armored 'van' as one might expect to move large sums of money.

Meanwhile, a neighborhood away, the small landed flier clicks as it cools in the nighair. And there, at the edge, stands REAPER! Cowled hood fluttering in the cool british air, a shotgun resting on his shoulder as he watches the distant lights. And growls, his voice low and reverberating.
"Sombra.. where is your contact? We're running behind."

Gaige (1112) has posed:
And the night was torn by... laughter. Loud, girly laughter. A moment later gaige would appear, walking out from the shadows, pointing at Reaper. "Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! Reaper, right? Oh, it's perfect. I KNEW it! I bloody called it! Ah man, ah, this is rich. No, no, really, you're beautiful, hon. Hee hee. I knew a goth like you back in like, eighth grade. He was cute. Got shoved in lockers a lot but... anyway. Oh, I got you two gifts!"

And then tossed them two little packages. Inside Sombra's, a (slightly blood covered) HUD unit. Inside Reaper's... black eye shadow, and a 'my skin has been hacked' CD. Ah, perfect.

She held out her hand and then licked her lips as a sniper rifle formed in her hands. "So, like, you just need a distraction, right? I got the tools for the job. This'll be easy. Don't forget to keep your end of the bargain up, okay hon?" she said, before giving a wink to Sombra and then...

"Seriously, Reaper, hon. You could totally add more spikes to your clothes. Maybe tattoo death on your arm or something. Put some spikes on the gloves. Oh, dude, paint on some devil horns on the skeletor mask you got going on there."

Oh, today was going to be a -delight- for Reaper.

Sombra has posed:
    "She'll be here, Gabe." His fellow agent is less gloomy as she steps forward, her purple hair swaying in the night wind and with every step she takes as she makes her way to the edge of the building. "You just go do your thing, comprendido? Drag them away so I can make my way inside without running into too many of them. You're the one with the shot guns, after all..."

    The laughter does catch her attention, and the hacker appears amused as she glances at the other girl, snatching the package. "You heard the girl. You two distract, and I'll extract. Luego!" With that the hacker shimmers as her invisibility sets in, leaving the two behind to attack the guards around the powerplant. It's so much easier when you have a guy on your team who tends to draw all the attention, that makes it so much easier to sneak inside for her. Still hidden, the Talon agent quickly makes her way towards the nearby powerplant, then tosses her translocator up over the wall... and within moments she finds herself up and inside. There are several guards here however, and not easily dealt with... There's no way she can deal with this alone. Which she doesn't have to, since she has two people outside who are willing distractions as long as they get to have some fun.

    Within a minute Sombra has managed to find herself a quiet corner with an interactive screen. Slowly the invisibility falls away as she reappears, reaching out to touch her glove to the screen... and she begins typing away , interfacing...

    Outside, Reaper and Gaige ought to be ready, as the alarms are sounding, and some guards begin filing out from the power plant.

Laura Kinney (1111) has posed:
     It'd taken Laura a bit of time to prepare after she'd heard the sudden spike in radio chatter on the frequencies Genji had mentioned. This was going to be her first actual 'mission' that wasn't either in the middle of nowhere, or on some anarchic shithole of a planet where nobody cared who you were. This was the UK, a higher tech version than she'd known, and Great Britain was covered in CCTV. As such... She'd changed things up a bit with regards to her costume. She'd added a half mask that covered the lower half of her face (Winter Soldier style), and a pair of goggles hide her eyes. That should stop any face recognition software, although there probably aren't a lot of girls running around with adamantium claws. Either way, she's ready to kick some ass.
     In this world of hovercars and bikes, her 'old school' kawasaki was probably drawing a decent amount of looks as she made her way through the streets, turning into an alley a few blocks away from the cordoned off area and killing the engine. Rooftops are only about five stories up... Dumpster, AC unit, Fire Escape, Roof. Perfect. The mutant teen sprints across the rooftops, hair trailing out behind her as she heads towards the police line. She should be able to get a good Overwatch (heh) position from up here. And then the alarms go off. She picks up the pace, leaping over alleys as she heads for the sounds of battle.

War Witch (1002) has posed:
    In the early days of Paragon City, the area known as Kings Row was a shiny, bustling place filled with hope and promise. Factories manufacturing goods and generating power created a feeling of strong, blue-collar values. At that time, the area was called Kings Row because of one of the most productive factories to set up shop there: King Garment Works.

    Unfortunately, the prosperity didn't last long. When the Depression hit Paragon City, no area was affected more. Factories shut down, many workers were laid off, and a great deal of the crime sweeping through the city was centered in the row of closed-down factories. The crime bosses who set themselves up there took on the name of the zone. They became known throughout the city as The Kings.

    For a time, Kings Row became a place to avoid. It was dark, dirty, and struck fear into the hearts of upright Paragon citizens. When Statesman began his "war on crime" and formed the Freedom Phalanx, he focused a great deal of his efforts on bringing down the Kings. Eventually, the Freedom Phalanx triumphed over the Kings, but the cost was high. There was some damage to the physical area, but of greater effect was the long-term damage done to the reputation of Kings Row. Even after the economy recovered, the stigma of Kings Row remained. The Kings are long gone but the name has remained and, to this day, the area is regarded as a grimy place with a reputation for seediness.

    EXCEPT WAIT WRONG KINGS ROW FROM THE WRONG SUPER HERO FRANCHISE.

    When War Witch heard that there was some sort of trouble in 'Kings Row' she headed for the one in Paragon City. And kept hunting around for the right mission door--that is, trouble spot, and asking local law enforcement to no avail. Eventually, she tracked down the source of the transmission and went 'oh, geez'.

    So, a trip through a few warp gates later, and a certain sorceress with black-and-green hair is huffing and puffing after running around so much, even as she continues running to where it seems a bunch of... Robots are being displaced. Darn it, she didn't have the time to look up much information about this place before responding. It's in the UK, there are robots, and they need a lady in leather to come shoot magic and maybe evacuate people or something.

    SHE'S A PROFESSIONAL HERO, DAMMIT, STEP OFF.

    "I'm so glad... I do that Fitness training... With Apex...!" she gasps. Yay for endurance-enhancing power pools. Doesn't mean she doesn't have to take a moment to lean against a wall with one hand and catch her breath as she observes the situation. That pain in her side's pretty killer.

Reaper has posed:
A clawed hand snaps out to catch the 'package', and the sterile bone-mask turns towards Gaige for a moment. There is a moment of contemplative silence, practically a scream in Reaper-language, when that mask turns towards Sombra now. And he just stares, gaze hidden, gauntlets creaking as they tighten on the hilt of his shotgun. The other squeezes the package until the contents crack, black eyeliner rolling down his wrist until he flicks it off.

".. Just stick to the -mission-. And you'll get what you were promised." He practically growls at Gaige, before Sombra disappears. He draws himself up, pulling another shotgun from beneath his jacket-cowl-thing, elbows held at right angles. And then - just for Gaige's benefit - he growls a trademark line.

"The darkness, consumes..~"

Yeah. Spoopy, Gabe. Either way, his form suddenly begins to dissolve, like a beach sculpture beneath crashing waves. Black smoke pouring downwards to the line of tape, as alarms blare and security goes on alert. And then the night is shattered by more than just blaring alarms from the powerplant - it's broken by the sudden explosive noise of a shotgun going off, and people yelling in surprise.

Gaige (1112) has posed:
Gaige was one of the most wanted people in the world(totally through no fault of her own. Totally). On top of that, probably one of the most recognizable. So she didn't even wear a mask. She just went out, a grin on her face as she walked to the edge of the roof and... held out her robot hand.

CRAWWWWWWWWWLING INNNNNN MY SKIIIIIIIN! That's right. Deathtrap, the goth edition, had arrived. Blaring linkin park music, COVERED in spikes. And black leather. AND IT HAD SKELETON FACE PAINT ON! Oh COME ON! She then chucked a grenade. It separated into FOUR MORE GRENADES, blowing a hole in the nearby fencing. "oooooops~" she said casually, before drawing out her sniper rifle and taking shots.

It shot electrical bursts, stunning and dropping the security as, hopefully, the smarter ones decided to GTFO. Those that didn't? Well, death trap had his own laser and spikey claws. She might feel a ltitle bad about killing people who didn't know better, but if they didn't flee, it was basically suicide.

Laura Kinney (1111) has posed:
Laura Kinney skids to a stop on the last building before the cordon, quickly scanning the area. A distinctive crack draws her eye to a few buildings over, where Gaige has set up. Snipers are a force multiplier. First order of business: Eliminate or disable the sniper. Her hand claws slide out, the music and gunfire covering any noise they might have made as she begins her run-up, leaping onto Gaige's roof and coming at her from the flank, claws flashing in the moonlight. Her blow isn't aimed at the vault hunter however, just her rifle.

Tsunade Senju (1116) has posed:
A gust of wind follows two ninja who arrive on scene, moving like lightning from one space to the next. Their forms move so quickly that they seem to blur in and out of view, a skill that fortunately adds to their stealth upon entry. One of them is wearing a jacket, a green haori, with the Japanese symbol for GAMBLE clearly written on its back. She wears a grey kimono blouse and knee-length pants, today, just as any other days. Close behind her is a woman dressed in a typical Konoha jounin jacket and gender neutral black shirt and pants. They arrive in the city among the chaos coming from the power plant. The ninja wearing a haori peers over her shoulder. "Shizune," she says, her voice rough and lower than the other's, "Let's get a better view."

The two ninja seem to follow suit to Laura Kinney's idea and begin scaling up the buildings to get a rooftop view. "Tch," the older ninja says, "This looks troublesome."

Shizune frowns, crossing her arms. "Tsunade-sama, this...is so much. I don't even--What?"

They both gasp as suddenly, shots from the air down below from one of Gaige's guns! Clearly this security breach needed to get under control. And they were wasting time. "I don't know what's going on, Shizune. But they called for help. We have to go in. Now! Go and support the security down below. I'm going to go toward this power plant!"

Shizune grimaced. "Be careful, Tsunade-sama!"

Forget stealth. Tsunade was running straight forward. Preventing death was the most important medical law, brought from Konoha to the Multiverse with the fist of Tsunade Senju. And she would be glad to provide an introduction!"

Chevalier (1110) has posed:
    Standing by on escort duty. Though this world isn't an ally to the Commonwealth due to its stance on sentient machines, overtures have been made in both directions. There's hope this world might join, might come around. As a show of support, and in part due to some of the stuff happening recently in this world and making people expect that something's up, Chevalier's been sent to show his colors.

    PR is one of his duties, and the large armored man takes such things seriously. At least when he's in the public eye he takes it seriously. On patrol around the power plant, he marches next to a moderate-sized police vehicle. The patrol car has a spotlight out, and it's not only lighting up the area so Chevalier can see, it's lighting up the gleaming gold and silver of Chevalier himself as well.

    When he hears shots and explosions, the armored warrior breaks into a sprint. He can move pretty well in that armor, and he's loud too, clanking his way down the streets toward the fuss.

    What he sees there almost stops him cold. "Great. Edgy tinker." he mutters to himself. Hey, it's goth music and a mecha unit with super-edgy decorations. It's an easy assumption to make! But it's attacking the security, so he doesn't stop for long. Chevalier breaks into a sprint, his sword arcing high and then coming down before he even gets into melee range. Not that he needs to be in melee range. In an instant the sword grows to some thirty feet long, a massive slab of metal, that he uses to intercept weaponry. Claws, lasers, grenades, whatever he can get to. Sure he could just bring the sword down on the construct's head... but that'd be less sure than saving some of the security people's lives right now. Lives come first. Destroying bad-taste constructs can wait a moment or two.

Rory White (673) has posed:
A shaft of light briefly spears through the sky then is gone, leaving one white-garbed bluenette and a handful of silvery frisbee-sized disks on a building's rooftop near the conflict. At the same time, the entire region of the city ends up subjected to a barely-detectable pulse across the electromagnetic spectrum...

    Rory White, standing on the building, shows no emotion as a map of the city's topography is rapidly generated, information from local public services correlated and assimilated through her multitude of support AIs. At the same time, her Muse scours the UK's internet news and rapidly digests relevant points. Omnics are treated like shit here, so that raid going on in the streets below is highly suspect.

    The silver saucers slowly spread out in all directions to maintain her 'eye in the sky', linked via tight-beam wireless radios. At the same time...

    At the same time, she begins scanning the local radio signals and applying measures to try and decipher any encryption. She wants to know what the police are doing and WHY. Most especially she wants to know just WHO called for help.

War Witch (1002) has posed:
    When gun fire starts up and smoke grenade guy starts ghosting around, War Witch does not hesitate to ask, just tossing out a quick inquiry for information on the Paladins tactical channel and then charging Reaper. A beam of ice streaks through the air, possibly inches from the mad man's face. A warning shot despite that he is clearly engaged in lethal attacks against the local law enforcement.

    "Time to knock it off before you get put on ice!" the sorceress calls out. Oh geez, another ice-punner. That's sure to improve Reaper's mood.

    Also, she is muttering into her radio something under her breath about 'back up'.

Reinhardt Wilhelm (1010) has posed:
    Oh GOD

    WHoever is blasting that music has -terrible taste-.

    Stomping through the streets, trying to not crush civvies and policemen alike as he goes -towards- the chaos, the towering Knight blasts his speakers as he tries to announce his arrival.

    "CITIZENS, DISPERSE IMMEDIATELY!" He bellows, before he strides towards the power plant, hailing the attackers over broadband as he jogs.

Sombra has posed:
    Aaaand here comes the cavalry. In her quiet corner Sombra watches her screens, her gloved hand still resting on the interface as she's connected to the security system of the power plant. All in all, no challenge at all. Even Volskaya industries proved to be a bigger challenge. For a few minutes, at least. With a flick of her fingers she brings up more screens in front of her as they hover in the air, showing the various defenders. Two... ninjas? A lady, an armoured man... and oh, an Overwatch member. How strange, considering she expected more of them. But that doesn't matter. What matters is that this is drawing attention. The right kind of attention. A smirk crosses Sombra's lips, and she lets go of the screen as she moves the hand infront of her again, activating her invisibility.

    "Incoming forces," she states over the radio to her two allies. I'm setting up something while I head to the target."

    The outside forces might notice something from the power plant however... as several turrets come online and begin firing, trying to cut them off. The quicker targets might have an easier time evading it, but the slower moving targets, like Reinhardt and Chevalier? Better think fast. Because those turrets aren't stopping anytime soon.

Tsunade Senju (1116) has posed:
As Tsunade rolls into the action, she realized very quickly that she needed to add to the support to the civilians and police, quick. Just her and Shizune there as additional medics wasn't going to cut it. But she knew who might be able to help her. Tsunade reaches up a hand to her mouth and bites a piece of skin from her thumb, letting blood ooze up to the surface. She quickly writes a seal on her other palm before slamming her hand down into the ground,

"Summoning Jutsu!" In a giant poof of smoke -- which probably only added ot the confusion, unfortunately -- a giant white slug with a blue stripe on its back appeared in the midst of the city. Gun shots seemed to pierce through its soft, slimy body, and all too suddenly, the slug's body dispersed into hundreds of small versions of itself.

Its soft voice called out, "Tsunade-sama, what are your orders?"

Tsunade reached her hand and let one of the small clones slither up to her shoulder. Everybody wants a pet slug, yo. "Just make sure everyone is okay. Make sure the civilians here are alright, and let's try to help this city's police force the best way we can." She looks behind her at where Reinhardt's speakers blurred out. "Mmm...Help with the evacuation, too, if you can?"

The slug nods the best a slug can. "Yes, of course!"

Tsunade pulls back for the time being, focusing her chakra to give to Katsuyu while keeping an eye on when the direct attack would come. But for now, she's going to make sure this city lives to tell this tale. Meanwhile, SOFT-SPOKEN SLUGS EVERYWHERE.

Reaper has posed:
ory's scan -will- pick up a short line encrypted channel - something coming from WITHIN the powerplant to the ones causing trouble AT the powerplant. Two (three?) targets firing on the police. But there's something wrong about the layout. For people going for a kill, they aren't focusing down. A running battle, leaping back and forth in the midst of the cordone, while civilians scream and evacuate. It's all very loud and -distracting-, of course, with comms channel jammed with panicing police, incoming Paladins, and so forth.

Reaper has a lot of tools at his disposal; Playing distraction isn't usually his forte, but if it gets the job done? Then it gets the job done. It's a running battle, because even someone like he can't stand up to sustained firepower. The black smoke whirling this way and that, forming for a moment before dissipating again. The twin hellfire shotguns throwing a few of the police aside, body armor shredded - and while wounded, there doesn't appear to be any dead. Just yet. Although it does cause a lot of panic, the Omnics who'd been dragged out of the Underworld and the specattors screaming and running. Choas and distraction at its finest. Not to mention there's a deathbot apparently running around screaming Linkin park lyrics and otherwise being a walking mockery of yours truly.

Reaper's going to have -words- with Sombra and Gaige after this. Loud words, at four rounds apiece.
When he's got the cops making good on their cover, the death dealing duel-wielder jerks back as an ice beam grazes his from post-wraith. He growls in pain, turning his head, the smoke rolling off of him as if the man were evaporating - reforming again, atop a police car, on the -other- side of the cordone from War Witch. Getting himself enough space to be briefly dramatic. The biggest, baddest target of them all. He throws both shotguns aside, letting them clatter to the ground. A slow, dark laughter rolls away from him, as if someone had took a Big Bad Villain Trope list and wrote it on the inside of his memory.
"Flesh decays.." He begins ".. Machines rust. And mortal? I -kill-." And then? REINHARDT. Reaper squats down, his knees on either side, clawed gauntlets resting on his thighs for a moment. And then he says something directly to that giant armored knight.
"Clock's ticking, -old man-.. You'd better get the lead out."
And then Sombra's turrets start going off. Reaper's laughter - so familiar, if slowed down - as he pulls two MORE shotguns from his coat thing. Two spread rounds BOOMING as he fires at War Witch. Too far away to do any real damage, but it sure is showy!

Gaige (1112) has posed:
Gaige took a shot, a shot, a-- Her eyes widened and, about a split second before the girl was on her, she turned. She yelped and rolled, her shield flashing up to deflect the claws at the last moment and she tried to get out of range and, more importantly, PULL HER GUN AWAY!

"Shit! I-I mean, crud! Watch it, what do you think you're doing?!" she yelled, the gun disappearing to be replaced by a shotgun. She cocked the gun and then... froze. "What? Werewolf? What are YOU doing here?!" Yeah, on her back, gun out, not firing, probably not the BEST position in the world to be FREEZING in. Her gun disappeared... wait, was she giving up? And then a grenade formed in her hand. "Sorry!" And chucked it at the girl before making a dash to jump off the roof. As the grenade sailed through the air, it split into FOUR grenades. Ah poo.

Down on the ground floor, there was no more sniping, but Deathtrap was STILL making a mess of things, attacking security and basically just wrecking stuff. And then suddenly there's a Chevalier. The claws connect with the sword and there is a split second, before the flying robot begins assaulting him, striking out with its claws. After the third strike, the laser on its shoulder would come alive, trying to shock the man.

Laura Kinney (1111) has posed:
Laura Kinney glares at Gaige, although the goggles and mask render her face expressionless. "Stopping you from hurting innocents." Aaaaand again with grenades. That makes twice this week. SERIOUSLY getting old now. Laura manages to slice off the fuse assemblies of two of the micronades, and kick the third one skywards where it detonates harmlessly, but the fourth one goes off only about fifteen feet from her. The mutant teen ducks down briefly, pulling her mask aside to spit some blood onto the rooftop before replacing it and murmuring into her headset. That's the sniper out of the way. Now then... Auto turrets. Taking a few steps back to get a good run-up she leaps again, using a police van as a steppingstone as she charges the closest turret. Time to give the scrap metal industry a kick in the pants and see how Adamantium compares to Overwatch universe armor alloys.

Reinhardt Wilhelm (1010) has posed:
    Reinhardt storms into the plant with all the subtlety of a bulldozer, bringing up his shield to protect from the hacked turrets as his armor deflects any incoming fire. Bullets ricochet and bounce from plates and energy fields, the shield fizzling every so often with every impact as the knight storms down the hall.

    Of course, as he advances, he spies a shadowy, ghostly figure with a bony mask similar to an owl of sorts. The coat, the guns, the attitude, all that exudes cocky menace of someone who -relishes- his wickedness.

    And then the figure speaks.

    Reinhardt's heart skips a beat, to the point his vitals actually reflect as such for a moment before the HUD resets itself, and his eyes widen. "It cannot be...my god..." He mutters.

    FIFTEEN YEARS AGO
    OSLO, NORWAY.

    The Omnic drones didn't stop, they never did. Amari and Morrison had been frantically covering the rest of the team from up high while Reinhardt and Reyes were on the forefront of combat, McCree and Genji providing interference as they protected Torbjorn and the other engineers. "Clock's ticking, old man!" Reyes barked, letting one of his shotguns hang off the sling while he reloaded the other, sprinting full on to cover the left flank.

    "I'm not that old yet, I don't need a reminder of the stakes we face here!" Reinhardt snapped back, flinging a group of Bastions back several feet with his hammer. "I could say the same thing about you, since you spent more time reloading than you do shooting! Perhaps McCree was right about using more than one gun in battle!" He actually laughed, as if the situation wasn't too dire for jokes.

    Reyes just smirked, before going back to firing upon an Omnic that came more than a bit too close. "Don't let him hear you, gramps. I'll never hear the end of it if he does! FRAG OUT!" He flung a handful of micro-grenades, clearing out the path as they forged onwards.

    BACK TO NOW

    Reinhardt stares at the figure for a moment longer, before his engines kick in, and he charges Reaper at high speed, hammer brandished. Whoever this guy claims to be, he's not getting much of a laugh out of Reinhardt.

Chevalier (1110) has posed:
    It's funny Gaige should mention bringing a sword to a gunfight. It wouldn't be the first time Chevalier's heard that line. Probably won't be the last. But he didn't bring a sword to a gunfight... he brought a cannonblade. It's all good.

    As defensive turrets open fire, Chevalier points his own weapon at the Deathtrap. It's not just a gun he brought to this fight. With a blast of flame and an earthshaking roar, the cannon's muzzle spits out death in the form of a high-caliber shell.

    It might not be too hard for the robot to dodge the attack. Chevalier's under attack not only from it but from defensive turrets as well. He doesn't seem hugely bothered by them, but they do distract him and when they strike his armor he's rocked by the impacts. They're strong hits too. Not even his armor will hold against them for long, not if he lets them continue to pound away.

    His blade is a bit too long for this sort of close-in fighting, so he shrinks it to about half it's length. Still it's a long weapon, and he wields it seemingly effortlessly despite its size and apparent weight. He's not an easy target either. It'd be easy to assume someone with a massive weight of armor would be slow. He's not. He leaps about with the speed and grace of an athlete trying to keep turrets from getting a clean shot at him. At the same time he's wielding the massive cannonblade like it's little more than a baseball bat, aiming swats at Deathtrap that, if they land, carry all the impact of the full-size weapon.

War Witch (1002) has posed:
    Apparently Reinhardt and Spooky Scary Skeleton Man have a history. Or so War Witch gathers from a combination of interaction and radio discussion. She'd been hoping to get the latter to settle down before she had to get too rough, but that doesn't seem likely. So she decides to settle for making him stay STILL instead. Because dammit, she doesn't have a Travel Power yet, and running back and forth like the victim in a game of keep-away after all the running she's already done isn't on her list of things she wants to do.

    Another thing on her list she doesn't want to do is get shot with shotguns. She tries to leap aside, despie the range the attack is launched at meaning it proooobably won't be lethal, but she still gets tagged with the rounds anyway. And even a graze from a super-shotgun hurts, let me tell you.

    She raises a hand dramatically, gritting her teeth as blood runs from a reddened gouge on her cheek, and says, "I'm sure you two have a lot of catching up to do. So why don't you just hang out for a bit and CHILL!" Oh no! More ice puns!

    And yet what comes at Reaper next isn't ice magic. It's a ring of fire that springs up around him from the roof of the police car. Maybe that will hold him in place long enough for her to actually run back over there.

Sombra has posed:
    With most of the guards outside dealing with the threat posed by the Elites, it's far easier to handle things inside for the notorious hacker. Stealth here, run down a hall, gun down the guards from behind, open and shut doors, lock them behind, all while she keeps an eye on the conditions outside. And soon enough she gets to her destination as she reaches one of the many offices. With a few quick steps Sombra is at the computer terminal, resting her hand on it as purple lines and hexagons overtake it, turning it on as the screen comes to life. "Now let's see..." she muses, narrowing her eyes as the information dances across the holo screen. After some seconds Sombra blinks... and then chuckles. "Well, there we go."

    Outside Laura gets to prove that adamantium is indeed stronger than whatever the turret is made of, the metal torn apart by her claws. There are more turrets to deal with however, and they are now aiming at Laura as well considering she drew their attention somehow. It's still unclear, as they aren't being manned, and there's the smell of blood coming from within the facility. Blood and gunfire. The remaining turrets are still fireing at Reinhardt however, turning their focus away from Chevalier to focus on Laura and the incoming Overwatch soldier.

Laura Kinney (1111) has posed:
Laura Kinney owowow. Just because you have a healing factor doesn't make bullets hurt any less when they hit you. And these ones are big heavy ones. Ripping her claws out of the now dead turret, she dives for cover behind a Police armored car, a spray of blood spattering across its side as one round tears across the back of her thigh. Damnit, these were new pants too. She /seriously/ needs to get a bulletproof costume. Peering up into the vehicle's cab, visible through its open door, she gets an idea... A quick slash of her claws and a screech of tearing metal, and she's got herself an improvised shield. No Reinhardt, but it'll do. Using the door as cover, she dashes from vehicle to vehicle, trying to get in underneath the turret's arc of fire.

Reaper has posed:
The hellfire shotguns blast off twice more, before - FIRE! FIRE EVERYWHERE! Reaper jerks back, crying out in pain - and yet, his voice remains that reverberating, dark tone. It's like he can't help but be as moody as possible. But before he can even move off, it's the REIN TRAIN. HONK HONK.
The car that Reaper is standing atop of is crunched, the Lord of Edge himself tossed spinning through the air by the hit. Landing with a CRUNCH against the powerplant wall, where he grips his broken ribs and growls in pain. Is it over? Was that IT?

A clawed hand grabs hold of an injured cop nearby, who's trying to get out of the way. And something.. happens. The man begins screaming, his voice going hoarse as his skin thins and hair whitens. As if he'd aged fifty years in a day. Reaper laughs darkly, standing tall once more.

"More! MORE! I still hunger!"
And then he pulls -MORE- shotguns out of his jacket. Really? These begin to boom and kick, his hands jerking up with each strike as he aims between War Witch and Reinhardt. Although at the sound of a turret getting shredded, he spares Laura a look - for her door shield - and levels a blast at her as well.
BOOM.

"None of you are leaving this place." He growls, getting into his 'bad guy' headspace. Before yelling at Gaige.
"Take cover!"

Genji Shimada (1007) has posed:
    It's kind of a sad state of affairs, for a sector of London to be so violence-prone that turrets have to be installed. But such is life in King's Row, and unfortunately for a fellow Overwatch member, that means that there are turrets in inconvenient places. Places that guarantee that sooner or later, if nobody's watching his back (and maybe even if somebody is), Reinhardt Wilhelm may take some shots that will make life difficult for him. And that just won't do.

    As one particular turret turns to track the towering Crusader, it very suddenly sprouts a ninja-to from its top.

    Wait, no, the ninja-to came down from above. And it brought a cybernetic shinobi with it.

    As the blade drives itself into the turret, Genji's weight comes down on the blade, crouched impossibly perfectly on the weapon's handle. Without skipping a beat, however, he shifts his weight forward, leaning to 'fall' off the weapon such that his hands grab the turret's barrel, and he can lower himself, upside-down, to peer into the dying weapon's camera lens.

    "Yo."

    Then he kicks the blade /out/ of the turret's top, flips down onto the street, and reaches up to catch the short sword as it falls.

Laura Kinney (1111) has posed:
Laura Kinney staggers back as the blast rips into her side, the buckshot almost but not quite making her lose her footing. Screw it, she's as close to the wall as she's going to get now. She hurls the door at the edgelord like a discus, teeth gritted behind her mask as the pellets clatter onto the pavement. Other upside of black leather: It doesn't show bloodstains. This time instead of going for the main turret chassis, she just puts a notch into the barrel before charging after the door. Nobody shoots her and gets away with it.

Rory White (673) has posed:
Well THIS is an interesting find. After reporting what she's found to her allies over Paladin bands, Rory directs her Saucers to float over towards the powerplant. The four quickly circle it and begin scanning it aggressively, trying to map out its floors to whatever depth her invasive electromagnetic pinging can reach.

    Especially any heat sources. Which is probably not going to be too useful if the power planet's functioning, that'll blind a whole section of it...

    But she can hope something useful comes up.

Gaige (1112) has posed:
Gaige realizes a bit too late. Oh, she just jumped off a roof. WELL THEN! GOOD JOB, GO TEAM! "Shit sh-- I-I mean crud! GAHHHH!" Flail, then... boom. She hit the ground. Feet first. Fortunately, the shield dampened most of it. Most. Of it. She crashed down and laid there a moment. The electrical shards of her shield bursting out.

"Ow," she said with a whimper. REALLLLLY needed to work on those-- wait, take cover? ACK! She jumped up and then raced behind one of the turrets, letting it take the brunt of whatever is coming.

BOOM! The cannon goes off and... takes out death traps left arm. The robot fizzles a bit, sizzling in the air, sparks flying off as it seems to be down? The broken off parts seem to disappear in a flash of white light. But then the robot goes back on the assault, its claws whirling about in a frenzied cycle of blades. And then more lasers shooting out at poor Chevalier.

Gaige hides behind the turret, letting her shields regen before she gets back out there.

War Witch (1002) has posed:
    War Witch has seen (and been subject to) life draining effects before. That doesn't make it less horrifying to watch, but it does mean she can identify it when it happens. Though usually it isn't so incredibly drastic that it visibly ages the target. She begins to wonder if she's really qualified to face someone this powerful. He seems to be capable of sustaining physical injury, but is simultaneously ghost-like and also vampiric. Ugh, she needs to brush up on her undead studies it seems. But it's weird. She can't sense any magic being used.

    ...She really hopes this isn't another case like with those robo-zombies, where it just LOOKS undead and is actually science. But then she has other concerns because the restored Reaper shoots her in the chest and her outfit is not exactly heavy on torso armor. She is hurled back by the blast, since she was much closer this time, being glad for what little reinforcement her costume has, but recognizing broken ribs and a lot of blood pouring down her front. She's going to have to use some pretty extensive directed meditation after this. Assuming she survives it.

    While she has faced many dangers, and put her life on the line each time, she has never felt quite so outmatched, out of her element, and close to death. And yet even so, that simply makes her Defiance grow even stronger.

    She uses her emotions to fuel her magic, brings both hands together, and unleashes a cone shaped blast of freezing magic, that coats everything in its path in a wave of ice about six inches thick. And she almost-belatedly warns Reinhardt, "Stay out of the way!"

    Is this enough to catch the wraith-like figure by surprise? Or will he once again just wisp away, or use someone else to fuel his recovery?

Sombra has posed:
    The car door might not be as sturdy as the armour that Reinhardt has to protect him, but it's indeed better than nothing! As the bullets tear into it the metal does protect Laura as she makes her way from vehicle to vehicle, and it makes it easier to move unharmed.

    Yet, the fire is lessened as another Overwatch member arrives on the scene, and cold steel sees to it that there's one less turret on the powerplant wall to fire rapid rounds upon the defenders.

    Inside the powerplant, Sombra arches an eyebrow as she peers at the video feed screen. "Huh." Well, not that she didn't expect another Overwatch member to show up at this rate. At the same time there's other intrusions that the powerplant camera feeds warn her about, the four saucers that begin scanning the area. She better move... and soon. Within seconds the hacker finishes her scanning, and with that Sombra turns and begins rushing down the hallway out of the area, bringing her hand down in front of her face as she activates her cloaking once more. This leaves her time to reload her submachine gun, and hopefully she can slip out undetected. Regular cameras won't show it, but her heat signature is there, clear as the day to Rory as Sombra runs down towards the exit.

    "Gaige, Reaper... I have what we came for, I'm travelling to your location. Be aware, another Overwatch member has arrived. Get ready to move on out!" she warns the others on their closed radio signal.

Tsunade Senju (1116) has posed:
Tsunade, for the last several minutes, had been posted out under the cover a building that was some way away from the danger -- allowing her to take an observer's role to the meat of the action. She saw many things from her viewpoint, including when the majority of action came to a central point at the power plant. And then of course, when Reaper used some sort of ability to drain the lifeforce out of a person. /This/ in particular, ticked her off. She released her chakra transfer for the time being and began to leap into the fray of battle.

The ninja came in like a bullet -- her chakra-reinforced speed making her appear and disappear to the human eye. Bullets came for her, some of them grazing past her arm and shoulder, but she still came forward as if nothing had touched her. She certainly wasn't as fast as other ninja from her world...Some envious thoughts of the Raikage and Kakashi came to mind, but she certainly made her village proud. But either way, she made a direct attack on the turrets and technology that defended the power plant. Her eyes were on the body that Reaper left behind. If she could get closer to that body, she might be able to help that person.

Any one or thing that blocked her from reaching that destination would be pummeled. She was reaching back with her fist, jaw clenched, "Get the hell out of my way! All of you!" Good luck trying to escape through /that/, you little brats.

Reinhardt Wilhelm (1010) has posed:
    Buckshot hammers against Reinhardt's armor, leaving him in pain as he endures the torrent of firepower sent his way. Grunting, he swings his hammer at Reaper while he tries to suck a poor cop dry. Unfortunately he's too late, and winds up stopping short of smashing the poor old fellow into paste.

    He grunts, before he grabs the old fellow and turns, letting his back handle the shotgun blasts before he urges the cop to get the hell out of here, bringing his shield back up. "GO, I will cover you!" He calls out, hoping the cop's still ambulatory...or alive for that matter. He can't keep this up for long, especially with the torrents opening fire on him like this as well.

Reaper has posed:
"You look like you've seen a ghost, old soul. You never did have the strength to do what was necessary.."
Reaper's voice sounds darkly amused as he slips away from the drained cop - leaving Tsundae free to save the man's life. Which, considering how advanced Multiverse medicine is, shouldn't be too -horribly- difficult. The man's been drained - life force drawn right out, cellular degragation, however you want to put it. Something vital has been stolen. Black smoke continues to rise from the Reaper as Genji catches his attention. And he speaks, darkly.

"You've lost your edge, Genji - now... get ready to join your -ancestors-." He's forced to jerk back as a door goes whizzing by. Caught off guard by Laura's strength as he turns both shotguns on her, point blank. His laughter echoing as he pulls both triggers-
Just in time for a blast of ICE CONE to catch him, his growl cut off as the vaporous ice crawls across his form. Freezing him in place, belly neatly exposed for Wolverkit! .. If she can get back up from a dual gutload of buckshot.

At least he's drawing a hell of a lot of aggro? But that black mist is still writhing about, as alive as the frozen monster himself. What does it mean?!

Genji Shimada (1007) has posed:
    A turret is down. But there are many more to take care of. Genji begins to do what Genji does best - running, mobile offense. Shuriken deploy to his hand, and his hand snaps out, flinging and tossing again and again - he's looking to bring down as many of those turrets as he can.

    It's pure chance that the very first turret he throws a trio of stars at, is the turret Gaige happens to be behind.

    He still has a talent for working his mouth and fighting at the same time, however; that green visor tilts slightly when his name is spoken. "I didn't lose it. You have clearly stolen it all. That is entirely too much for one man."

Chevalier (1110) has posed:
    Poor Chevalier indeed. He's not terribly phased by being attacked by a whirling scree of metal. The golden warrior just hides behind his sword, growing it to its monstrous full size. It's wider than he is across the shoulders, and his shoulders aren't exactly scrawny either.

    Not that Death Scrap, or whatever it's name is, is entirely ineffective. It's just that it takes an awful lot of damage to do serious harm to eight tons of tempered steel. Likely the robot's claws will be worn away before more than superficial damage is done to the giant blade.

    Chevalier's parting shot at the robot, simply done, is to swing down with the flat of the blade. He aims to crush the robot under eight tons of metal, then go looking for someone to arrest.

Laura Kinney (1111) has posed:
Laura Kinney staggers again, bending double and coughing, dark liquid dropping fron the vent holes in her mask. That... That /REALLY/ hurt. And the spray of red across the car behind her indicates that this REALLY hurt. But she raises her head again, glaring up through her goggles ath the spectre. She takes one halting step forward, than two, pellets starting to drop to her feet as her flesh knits back together. She speaks as she draws both arms back, claws gleaming wetly, coated with her own blood, hydraulic fluid, and whatever else she'd been cutting. "That's the *cough* thing about heroes. We never die when you want us to." And with that she lunges forward, both fists flashing out in what would be a disemboweling strike if someone coudln't turn into smoke.

Gaige (1112) has posed:
Gaige was hiding, was doing a good job of it. Yup, nothing to see here, her shields were--

"OW!" she called out as... "WHO THE HELL THREW A SHURIKEN AT ME?! WHY WOULD SOMEONE HAVE SHURIKENS!" Then cringed. "I mean, who the heck!" What? Her daddy would be totally disappointed in her for using such language.

She held out her hand and... MACHINE GUN! Oh, this was gonna be fun. She started laying down fire at... ALL THE THINGS! Except, this wasn't just normal bullets. These were slag bullets. They kind of exploded into a purple ooze and didn't do too much damage.

And death trap was SMASHED! The robot was crushed, sending sparks and other things, before disappearing to be digistructed later. She cursed a little. BAD! TIMING! It'd take a bit for it to recharge as it was. And she didn't have a bit of time, either.

Her focus was on Chevalier and Genji and she shot at them with the purple, weird bullets.

Once they were covered(assuming it worked) she switched to an assault rifle, launching covering fire. As it hit things, two things! One, that purple stuff? It didn't hurt much. What it DID do, was make what she's shooting now hurt a HECK of a lot more. Two? SHE WAS SHOOTING BULLETS MADE OF ACID!

Mei-Ling Zhou (1114) has posed:
Overwatch -was- the world's most powerful emergency response force, and old habits die hard. Mei-Ling Zhou is on her way to assist with the crisis in London, having to call in a few favours and duck a few roadblocks in order to approach the King's Row neighborhood. She sticks to the brick-walled alleys and tries to stay out of sight, as much as a girl in a PARKA in the middle of London can stay out of sight.

War Witch (1002) has posed:
    Wait, did it work? War Witch eyes the frozen Reaper skeptically. There's still that weird black mist... Then Tsunade is charging in and War Witch MOVES OUT OF THE WAY for multiple reasons. Sure, she took a shotgun to the chest, but she isn't bleeding out YET. Just sort of kind of. Meanwhile, drained guy needs help immediately if he's going to live.

    So she'll just have to hope that claw lady and hammer bro can take care of finishing the job, and that the others are handling his henchservants.

    She feels cold as well. Both from her brush with death, and from the blood loss. And maybe the back blast from her icy attack.

Sombra has posed:
    One by one the turrets fall, unable to stand up to the abuse unleashed by the ninja, whether it be shuriken or empowered punches. Up above Reinhardt, something glimmers a bit as it's... thrown through the air?

    Behind the aged German however, something flickers as a woman appears from nowhere, her arm extended towards Reinhardt's back as her fingers move rapidly, her eyes set on Reinhardt as she works... and within seconds, the result should be clear as his suit and hammer lose their more advanced functions, and the shield? Good luck getting that up for now.

    Without warning, just as quickly as she appeared, the woman disappears into thin air, with simply one word. "Adiós."

    Further down the street, Sombra reappears above her thrown translocator, all before she once again turns on her invisibility, grinning to herself. Considering the circumstances, well... she can say that it went as planned for the most part. And best of all, she got what they needed. Transmissions is complete. Mission accomplished.

Tsunade Senju (1116) has posed:
Tsunade gets into a more focused set of mind, ignoring the absolute insanity behind her as she begins treating the aged man. Multiverse medicine? Who needs that? Tsunade scans the injury for a few moments and then at once a blue energy begins to surround her right hand. She lays it upon the policeman's face. It doesn't seem to do much at first. She bites her lip, quickly changing her strategy. This time, she honed the energy to transfer directly to the man's cells and heart. After a few seconds, the withering features of the man begin to disappear and he slowly regains some aspects of his youth. She looks over her shoulder and smirks.

"I'm surrounded by amateurs~" She shook her head and then ensured the rest of his life energy flow was normalized.

Reinhardt Wilhelm (1010) has posed:
    Reinhardt is too distracted by the arrival of Genji, as well as dealing with Reaper as he feels more fire hit his armor where it counts. It definitely hurts enough he'll be bruising after this, for all the good it does keeping him safe and alive under fire.

    Of course, he's unaware when Sombra's thermoptic camouflage flickers, and he looks only too late as he spies that flicker briefly, unsure who or what it could be before Sombra disappears. And immediately after that, his shield does the same. "SCHEISSE!" Reinhardt isn't normally one to swear, but this is definitely a stressful day...and to say the least, errors have been made today.

    He's vulnerable, and catches a shotgun blast to the chest as he charges Reaper again, his hammer's engines sparking as he begins to swing downwards upon the mercenary ghost.

Genji Shimada (1007) has posed:
    Splat splat splat- "Gh!" What in the...?!

    Genji skids to a stop, taking strange, seemingly non-dangerous fire from Gaige. "I the hell threw a shuriken at you? I am a ninja. It is what I do." He sounds more confused than anything. "What-" Oh shit acid!

    Genji is clipped by one acid shot, and it quickly starts eating into his leg where there's a splatter of purple goop from a previous bullet. Oh, that's dangerous. That's very dangerous. "You are entirely too cute to be firing acid bullets!" The shinobi does a quick lunge out of the way, and then waits for Gaige to correct her aim-

    "I am afraid I am going to have to ask you to take these back until you are older!"

    And then his arm begins to move with impossible speed and precision, becoming a blur of green motion and gleaming steel. The acid bullets reach this wall of short-sword, and, somehow, begin turning right back around - somehow, he's hitting them just right to completely invert their momentum and send them back at Gaige.

Reaper has posed:
Reaper's head jerks a modicum - still encased in ice - when Laura sinks her claws up to his backbone. Blood - no, something else. Black ichor stains the ice around her claws, just as Reinhardt swings his hammer and sends the black form once more crashing into a nearby police car. Jerking him off Laura's claws, which leaves a neat black-blood splatter all the way along his flight arc. It's only lucky Rein's hammer was having some rocket trouble, or that would've been the end. As it is, Reaper's metal gauntlets scrape as they pull him forth. He's leaning heavily on the crumpled metal, and for a moment it looks like he's done for. Under armor shredded, and not a gun in his hands.
And then the slow wisps of black smoke begin to spin. Focusing in on him. The injured cops cry out - and begin withering like the one Grandma Ninja just healed. The 'blood' evaporating from claws and ground and car. Even the old shotguns beginning to evaporate. And then he pulls out TWO MORE SHOTGUNS WHAT THE F-

Insert dark laughter as he straightens. And then begins rapidly dissolving and reappearing - in the exact same location? But each time he flickers in and out, he's got a shotgun barrel pointed in a different direction. The rattling boom of fire becomes a meaningless rapid drone as he seems to spin in the center of his own black storm.

"DIE! DIE! DIE!"

Death Blossom!

Chevalier (1110) has posed:
    Ever since getting lasered through his stomach by an assassin, Chevalier's hated lasers. Lasers wielded by villains at least. It's never been a question of fear though, just hate. Acid though, that's another story. It's not the first time he's been attacked by powerful acid either, but the stuff tends to be a lot nastier in his experience than even lasers are.

    He staggers away, driven more by the fumes from the acid etching away at his plate than by any actual damage. He may be fast on his feet for a big guy in armor, but he's not fast on his feet compared to a teenager running in fear. Or retreating from the scene of the crime as it were. He'd shoot at her, but of course he doesn't have deadly force authorization. He can't even use a LITTLE bullet. Another criminal will get away, it seems. Shit.
    Moving somewhat roughly, Chevalier heads to the last known location of Tsunade. He doesn't exactly need healing, though if he stays in the acid fumes too long he might... but he doesn't want to have to replace too much of his armor suit tonight. Best to get some neutralizer on it ASAP, if it's at all convenient.

Mei-Ling Zhou (1114) has posed:
It's easy to spot Reinhardt's massive Crusader armor even in the middle of a firefight. Mei takes a confident stride towards the statuesque German warrior.. Only to see him befall some sort of disabling effect. "Shoot, where did she go!?" Mei snaps, and she spots a strange glimmer down the street as Sombra re-appears and seems to be trying to escape. "Leaving so soon? Why don't you stop and CHILL?" Sombra is quick to activate her invisibility, but Mei doesn't need to see what she's shooting at to start hosing down the area with her frosty endothermic blaster. Icy chilling vapour sprays thirsty feet from her pistol, fanning it back and forth to try to catch the slippery stealthed Sombra in a blast of ice.

Reinhardt Wilhelm (1010) has posed:
    Oh god this was a mistake.

    Everything about today has been a huge mistake on Reinhardt's part. He's pretty much been nothing but distracted today as he's been hacked, mentally shellshocked, and also shot at ALL DAY. Especially the hacking, that's the worst part. Pain he can deal with, not some clever script kiddie who's got their hooks in his armor's systems. He can barely run Windows, how is he supposed to fight back against a hacking attempt like this?

    He narrowly lands the hit, before he feels the hammer embed itself into the pavement, and suddenly, the Death Blossom happens.

    This is definitely a new one, as Reinhardt feels a -torrent- of buckshot hit him over and over, some shots even penetrating the plates and striking him directly as he tries to free himself. He does, but he's knocked back and bleeding out several holes in his armor now. This is not going well for him. "Grrr...don't think I'm done yet!" he bellows, as his hammer unleashes a fire blast Reaper's way while forcing himself to ignore the pain.

    He can collapse in a heap later, when there aren't lives at stake.

Laura Kinney (1111) has posed:
Laura Kinney allows herself a momentary feeling of satisfaction as the edgelord sags on her claws before getting knocked into next week. But then... shit. He can teleport. And randomly too, with no real pattern. Pretty much impossible to hit, and nearly impossible to dodge. And when it comes to 'nearly impossible', Laura's luck's clearly run out after the abuse it'd taken so far tonight. The fringe of a blast catches her in the side of her head, and the mutant teen goes down like a puppet with its strings cut. She'll be fine. Just give her about five minutes.

Gaige (1112) has posed:
Gaige was having a grand old time. Then... "Wait, really? That's sweet, you aren't half bad looking yourself, sweetie!" she said, giving him a wink. "Sorry about this, though. Just don't die, okay?"

And then... OH shit. She screamed and stumbled back, lifting her arms up. FORTUNATELY her shield was good at repulsing acid damage. It managed to ,for the most part, just drip off her. Still, a little got on her gun and she squeaked. "Y-you hurt my loot!" she yelled, moments before it disappeared.

Then... BULLETS EVERYWHERE! Well, that helped. It gave her some time to RUN FOR HER LIFE! Which meant BACK TO THE ROOF! And hey, she was spry, running up the wall a bit, jumping up, grabbing the edge of a window with her robot arm.

Welp, still got a few floors to go. She turned, back against the window and... "Sorry, cuties~" Then blew a kiss before TOSSING HER LAST FOUR GRENADES! WHICH TURNED INTO 16 GRENADES TO RAIN DOWN AROUND GENJI!

Before she started hoofing it up the wall, using her own natural agility, robot arm and sheer bad assedness to make her way quickly up the wall, a lot faster than would have been expected. Yup, it was time to GTFO of here!

Tsunade Senju (1116) has posed:
Tsunade seems so proud of her accomplishment with the one policeman, that when Reaper unleashes Death Blossom, the look of pure hatred on her face could have killed the man right there. He was lucky she was in full on damage control mode at this point, particularly with Katsuyu still on the battlefield as well. When Chevalier approached, the kunoichi offered him the Katsuyu clone on her shoulder. The slug began to creep up onto the armor and essentially absorbing the acid on him. She began to glow as blue chakra surrounded her, allowing her some ability to treat localized wounds.

Tsunade chuckled, "Acid can be troublesome, soldier. Be careful out there. Let Katsuyu take care of the acid. It's her natural element. If you need anything else... Looks like I'll be nearby." She GLARES at where Reaper was. She was definitely going to be working to counter this awful technique soon!

Sombra has posed:
    Just as she is about to head down an alley and away from the scene, a chill literally runs up Sombra's spine, making her gasp and shiver. The cold stings as it digs into her skin, her clothes not offering much protection against the cryogenic attack. The invisibility drops away, revealing the hacker where she's stumbling away, eyes set on Mei before she throws something further ahead and out of line of sight from the Overwatch agents... and then blinks out of existence once more.

Genji Shimada (1007) has posed:
    That's when Genji finds himself pinned between a hail of grenades and a hurricane of murder. The shinobi reflexively shifts to back away from Reaper's assault, understanding on pure instinct that it's not a good idea to be anywhere near him right then - but that just results in Gaige hurling down a rain of personal-scale explosives instead. "Tch-!" He lunges, as hard and fast as he can-

    The green glow of his superhuman agility kicks in just as one of the cluster grenades goes off near him.

    The result is that a cybernetic shinobi goes hurtling across the asphalt, carrying all that momentum but maintaining precisely zero control of it as the explosion knocks him into a tumble. By the time he's able to turn it into a somersault and come up to his feet, there's no way he's catching Gaige, and he's taken a nasty blast injury to his left side besides.

    So for the moment, he just stops to assess the situation. Especially the one with Reaper.

Reaper has posed:
Reaper's flickering form finally stabilizes, both arms stretched wide. And, just to push the point, two more shotguns hit the ground with a loud clatter. Even with all the noise and booms going off, it's a lot quieter than shotguns being fired as if they were miniguns. In every direction at once. Leaving potholes, smashed windows, buckled metal and all sorts of damage. Reaper has just enough time to take a deep, satisfied breath through his mask-
When FLAMING DEATH splits him with the force of a thousand suns! Well, the force of a single pissed off Reinhardt, which is pretty close. He's thrown back once more, striking the edge of the police vehicle - and splitting across it? Pieces of him dissolving into a black smoke, like some strange sort of censoring. Wisps of smoke whipping away, leaving only his guns behind. And all the shots he fired.
Oh, wait. The guns are dissolving too. Reyes, Command Reyes, was never able to do -that- before.

Laura Kinney (1111) has posed:
Laura Kinney suddenly jerks upright with a gasp, panting for breath as she looks around, evaluating her surroundings, before one hand goes up to the side of her head. There's drying blood in her hair, but... "Shit." No sign of the hostiles. Meanwhile... She's a teenage girl with metal claws, and if the sirens in the distance are any indication, EMS are on their way. She shouldn't be here. Time to get back to her bike, and get back to the warpgate. Before awkward questions start.

Mei-Ling Zhou (1114) has posed:
Mei-Ling Zhou looks Sombra right in the eye, a glance full of mixed feelings- animosity, puzzlement. There's no time to raise her gun again and freeze the hacker in place before Sombra teleports again, and Mei has no wy to track the hacker or enhance her speed to chase her down. Mei's attention goes back to Reinhardt, who is still standing but clearly not in good shape. The parka-clad girl hustles over to Reinhardt, "Wilhelm," She pants, "Sorry I'm late~ Let me help." She says, offering to help prop up the gigantic German.

Reinhardt Wilhelm (1010) has posed:
    Just as Reyes-Reaper, disappears, Reinhardt drops to a knee. He breathes heavily, like a ragged breathed lion wounded by a hunt. Oh boy, he's not gonna have a good time later.

    He looks down at the diminutive scientist in the parka, tilting his head before he recognizes her. "Dr. Zhou, I presume?" He's read SOME of her work, mostly just curiosities over his travels. "Thank you. You came at the best time." He nods to her, before he tries to take Mei's hand without crushing it, standing up. "We should go and see to the civilians, there were many who were not so lucky."

    God, he REALLY misses Angela now.

Mei-Ling Zhou (1114) has posed:
Mei-Ling Zhou blusters a bit at Reinhardt's presumption. "No, nobody calls me "doctor", it's just Mei!" She does her best to help steady Reinhardt, she's not exactly super strong but she doesn't have bullet holes in her chest today, either. "I miss when we used to have Overwatch disaster relief and clean-up crews. The local authourities will have to bear the brunt of taking care of this mess."

Genji Shimada (1007) has posed:
    "Professor Zhou!" comes Genji's voice from that-a-way. "It has been too long. How are you?"