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[She steps down from the bus and tugs at the strap around her shoulder tighter - she travels light, but there's something rather long, carefully wrapped, strapped between her bag and back. Squinting lightly at the warm summer sun, she sighs. Mixed feelings, all in one breath. This lady travels light except for the baggage in her mind.

Still, as she treads through the beaten paths towards an x in a map (excellent orientation skills, for one), she looks around carefully with what seems like a half smile in her piercing gaze. Yet, when she finds the place in the map, she keeps walking around, checking the Community center, the city, - greeting a couple of kids playing outside with a smile - walking through the beach... ending up finally at the Saloon around the evening, asking for a cup of tea at the counter.

Where do you meet her? ]

[VIDEO]

[That's exactly where she is when the video feed opens up. She's looking down at the screen, kohl rimmed eyes scrutinizing the device with a somewhat disappointed expression to them. She tsks.]

So unintuitive. How old is this?

[Dexterous fingers reach the screen and blip! goes the feed

Ring ring?]

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Wasn't the sheriff that showed up. Guy who did was helpful, however.

[Never.]

Gold, apparently. Whatever else we'll find out later.

Gave you a sitrep of the place?

[Good.]

So much for settling into farm life, hm?

More or less.

[Old habits die hard etc.]

Don't seem to be any safety precautions for the mining. People can just go right in and do whatever, from the way it sounded.

[F A R M L I F E.]

And...?

[Sounding like Jack's long lost twin again]

They allow people in the mines without any supervision?

The locals are very freaked out about all of this. There's just the Sheriff's office and the people who work there, none of them are locals. Sounds like people started appearing an took everything in their own hands, but are fine with just.. farming. [It still doesn't sit right with him.] There was mention of someone named Majorie that had.. information on everyone. That she shouldn't have.

Left it all out in the open, but it was thing like favorite foods and colors. Came off as harmless. Guy believes it was a disarming act to something more going on, but there hasn't been any trace of her around recently.

[Suspicious as hell.]

They do.

You think there's more to this place than tiling soil, then.

[It's not really a question, as she looks at the tea leaves left at the bottom of the cup. Really, for this to be just a sort of weird farming retreat would be a little too good to be true. But that's not how it usually goes for those in Overwatch, anyway.

God knows they all could use a break, though.] Same way we all seem to have our own farm allocated to us when we arrive, I suppose.

[She's tucking her hair behind her ear. A sign. Not sure if this channel is secure?]

That's very strange.

I think it wouldn't hurt to be cautious, or keep an eye on things.

[So, yes. Gabriel was more than a little suspicious that things were not as simple as they appeared, but the question was more so if it were harmless or not.

Would see, either way.] Possibly.

[Corner of his mouth twitches, the slightest shake of his head. Definitely not secure.]

Hell of a safety hazard.

I guess it's a good thing you're here, then.

[Said with a twitch of her own. She looks down at her cup again, though her head tilts just slightly lower than usual.

Acknowledged.]

Any record of accidents?

Aren't we all farmers now?

[There comes the sense of humor.]

Haven't gotten a chance to look in to it, and no one seems to think it's all that dangerous to just up and walk in to a mine around here.

I'm sure you're getting ready for the winter, already.

[Tyra Banks would be proud of this smile in her eyes. Picturing Gabriel as a farmer is a very ... entertaining thought.]

That's a good sign. [She hopes.]

Already helping clean up fields.

[At least it's clean he's come in to town at this point, won't be much longer.

Also, there's something to help with that.]

Either they're not too dangerous, or people don't care about safety.

[Going to find out.]

You were always the one to go to clear up areas.

[Thoroughly entertained.]

Or unaware of the danger. [Which is mostly the case.

Go team!]

Know what I'm good at.

[Soon, very, very soon.]

Would not surprise me a bit.

I know.

[A sigh.]

They say that ignorance is bliss, don't they.

[A slight shrug, reason he got Blackwatch after all. Not the only one who knew what he was good at.

Guess who was turning a corner with a little wave before pocketing the device.

S'up, Ana.]

That they do. Almost surprising how many people around here are fine with this, but maybe they've got their reasons to want a life here.

[The sight of him in person is surprisingly comforting, despite that she had spent her trip there convincing herself that it would be best for her to spend some time alone. But it confirms a little suspicion that arose when his face first showed up on the anachronistic screen. Either F A R M L I F E suits Gabriel Reyes to a point that he looks just slightly rejuvenated, or their point in time isn't exactly aligned.

There'll be time to find out anyway. She waves back, the subtle smile she had while they spoke widening just a bit.]

Have you found any patterns in the people that came here? [Aside from its apparent penchant for people belonging to Overwatch.] Backgrounds?

[Sets the empty cup down on its dinky little dish - everything here looks nice and quaint, utterly bucolic.] Do you want something to go?

[Just around the age of forty, give or take a few months. He and Jack were closer together from the When they came from, but all of that really could be gotten in to later. Right now were just a few more basic things.

The twitch at the corner of his mouth was noticeable, since it curved into one o those perhaps rare smiles of his. Just as glad to see her as he had been Jack when he first stepped in to this place.]

No, and haven't been able to. Been here just a couple of days. [Needed to get solid ground under him, a sort of home ground in this place, before he could dig deeper.] This doesn't seem to be the first time being somewhere knew for some people, but likely can't be said for them all.

Doesn't seem to be any real pattern just putting things together from the few people Jack and I talked to.

[Stopped by the table, giving the place a brief glance before shaking his head.] No, I'm good. Few things back at the house. Anyone else contact you while I was making my way here?

Perhaps I can help with that, too. [Even if Jack and Gabriel matched in their taste for conspiracy theories, with these many impromptu dislocations and no one batting an eyelash, she can't really blame them for being suspicious.

That, and she's terribly curious, but she's mostly concerned. If there's some way to bring people from different places in space and time, if it falls into the wrong hands...

She drops a couple of the gold coins she had been given before on the table, gets up and picks up her bag.] Dr. Zhou, a climatologist that I met briefly, but I'm not sure if you did.

And Jesse. [A pointed look.] He's younger than I expected.

You'd be more than welcome to. [There were too many things that made it all suspicious, the lack of locals, the way things seemed so easily set up. The fact all of them that were here were expected to have all of that at the ready.

The only ones that seemed disturbed by all of this were the few locals that did exist.]

Name doesn't ring a bell. There's Dr. O'Deorain who seems to know enough about Overwatch around. [Well, there was a clue.

That and the furrow of Gabriel's brow, watching Ana for a moment.] He seemed fine to me.

Last time you saw him he was older, like how last I saw Ziegler she was younger.

It was a brief meeting. I haven't been contacted by anyone else. [Is that name supposed to ring a bell? Because it does, but she can't seem to pinpoint where she heard about it - something about a scientific discovery, maybe? Her eyebrow arches as she tries to pick her memory a bit better.]

[Raising a finger.] Not much older. But you know how boys grow up: One day they look like they don't know what to do with their limbs and the next they can shoot an ant at long range. He looked different. [She's not sure if that's a good thing or not

Tugging at the strap on her shoulder to settle it comfortably, long, obviously-a-sniper-rifle-wrapped-up-in-old-cloth-to-those-who-recognize-the-shape fastened to the bag on her back.]

Angela had been younger as well, though it's the first time I see her in quite a while.

There are some other people around that seem to be from our neck of the woods.

[Their world, at the very least, and it was still strange to think of it like that. Still, he only knew Moira from a little research he'd been doing while looking in to this. First time he'd actually spoken to her was here.

Gabriel shifted a bit on his feet, just so it would be easier to start the walk back to the patch of land Jack had been given here. For now it was more or less home base, wasn't it.]

The fact we can end up here from different times is a bit on the confusing side of things.

You sound concerned, Gabriel.

[She readily follows into step with him, and it's as easy as it always was despite the confusing state of affairs. While she still takes in her surroundings with the same sharp but calm scrutiny as any other location, the peaceful setting strikes her as strange.]

No idea how and what causes this, then?

I didn't sign up for this, let alone remember getting on that bus, Ana.

[Yet here he was and.. he was staying because he had more reason to stick with those he trusted who happened to be here. Like hell he was going to lave without Jack or Jesse.

Concerned was putting it nicely, yet he was already starting that slow walk once Ana looked ready to head off.]

No, but I do know some people want to be here. Gathered that much.

[Ana nods, as it's relatable. While ye olde adage of "it could be worse" could ring true, she knows it wouldn't sit well with Gabriel.] Do Jack or Jesse?

[Walking along with him, they leave the saloon and go towards Jack's farm, falling into their customary 'you lead I follow' of whenever only one of them knew the grounds well enough. A child, a boy, that she had greeted earlier during her walk, waves at her as he heads home with who looks like his mom. She waves back with a flick of her fingers, wondering if they were one of the few locals of this place or if they had arrived just like her one day.] A second chance? [A beat.] Or a break?

[It could always be worse.]

Far as I know, no. [But here they were.

Hands rested in the pockets of his hoodie, for all the world looking outwardly relaxed as he kept that pace steady enough as if h were out for a leisurely stroll. Of course he was watching their surroundings as they went, as he tended to do.

Just enough tenseness for anyone who knew him he had yet to lower that guard of his. Couldn't help it with all of this happening.]

Probably a mix of both.

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