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[passedover]

[It’s morning. The sun is shining, the birds are singing, and there are two new arrivals around town who seem convinced that something very suspicious is going on here. Dressed in what can only be described as tactical gear, they’re clearly some kind of military, and appear to be acting accordingly. In a situation like this, the best course of action is obviously to fall back on instinct in an attempt to get to the bottom of whatever this is supposed to be. For these two, that means proceeding with caution.

Clearly there’s nothing questionable about two men carrying big guns through farms and fields, speaking to each other quietly as if to keep from being overheard. Keeping together, never straying far from the other, or lingering too long in a single area. Not at all questionable, or scary, or yeah no what are these two idiots doing.

They’re doing recon, of course! And they’re fairly thorough about it, methodically searching, poking around, overturning anything that looks questionable and possibly pointing guns at it. Was that thing yours? Sorry, it’s being inspected now. Do you live in this house? No problem, they’re just going to check around back. See or experience anything strange during your stay? No? Are you sure?

Or maybe you just come across them while going about your business. They’re obviously friendly with each other, even if they’re regarding everything else with some degree of wariness. It seems like a great idea to approach, if only to ask what the heck they think they’re doing.]

(ooc: It’s a two for one deal with Jack strikecommand and Gabriel passedover. We’ll both be replying to all threads unless otherwise requested.)

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[strikecommand]

[Jack is currently overturning a few boxes and barrels, as if he expects enemies of Overwatch to be inside. He's trusting Gabriel to watch his back while his focus is elsewhere, and he snaps back to attention as soon as he hears Gabriel talk to someone not him. Jack straightens and takes a few steps closer, the suspicion evident in his posture. Despite this, there's no real recognition on his face.]

Yeah, I'm finished.

[He's starting to realize there isn't anything to be found, no matter how much they dig, but Jack is reluctant to admit that this idyllic farming community is exactly what it seems.]

Sorry if we're in your way.

[Though of course he doens't really sound sorry at all.]

[biotictouch]

[ She gives pause, expecting at least some form of a 'hello' or 'why are you here', but receives none. Ah, yes. Just like Jesse; completely oblivious to her involvement. At least Jesse knew who she was; these two had no clue it seems.

For a second, she turns over the possibilities in her mind. Align herself, or distance. Both had two very different outcomes. With a sigh, she continues. ]

You're both quite safe here. Most of the perimeter lends itself to the town.

The only place you should find yourselves in danger is the forest, and mountains. At least, that's what the locals have told me.

I'd expected a little more, from Overwatch agents.

[ Bowling right down the middle. ]

[passedover]

[Gabriel was vaguely familiar with a Moira O'Deorain, mostly from his own looking in to things. For reasons that he'd not really spoken to anyone about, let alone Jack, just yet. Some worry that had caught his attention enough to.. start looking. Just in case.

Which meant that Reyes had yet to come to her for help— which he'd likely need sooner or later, considering why he had given Moira the offer he... had? Was...?

If it were possible in a place like this, anyway.

Still....]

Never hurts to check for yourself.

[So she was familiar—]

Moira O'Deorain, right?

[strikecommand]

[He's used to being recognized by now. It comes with the territory when you're both a war hero and an incredibly public figure, but there's something about this that sets him on edge. It's being recognized in a strange place, of course, and Jack is already paranoid about what's going on here--but McCree is here as well, so it's certainly not out of the question that someone else from their world would be here, too.

Jack thinks he recognizes the name, even as Reyes confirms it. A scientist.

But Reyes is handling the introductions, which means that he can focus on the other thing O'Deorain said.]

What kind of danger?

[He's gonna go fight it.]

[biotictouch]

Correct.

[ She flourishes a short bow. A pleasure to meet you. Again. For a third time. ]

I can assure you. Personally.

[ Nodding at Jack, her cat like grin doesn't dissolve. ]

Local wildlife. Nothing you'd see outside of your...usual fare. Forest near suburbia, at best.

[passedover]

[Jack, don't go fight the local wildlife because it's there.

Wait for a reason to fight the local wildlife.]

A pleasure.

[A nod of his head, keeping watch on Jack from the corner of an eye. Less to keep an eye on him and more to just.. Well. Keep sight of him for when it was time to move along.

Moira still had his attention.]

Seen anything unusual at all? Other than people just suddenly turning up here. Encountered any locals that aren't the wildlife?

[That second question was always going to be asked.]

[strikecommand]

What about the mines?

[Jack has heard enough about that to want to inquire--he doubts that falls under the purview of local wildlife.]