Smile – Chapter 2: Regret

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If there were ever a reason to hate Talon agents even more, today would be that day. Now she sat in a small briefing room with both the giant, talking gorilla and the “mysterious” Soldier 76, going over her first and more than likely last mission off of base.

“¿Cuál es la problema?” Sombra leaned back in her chair, flinching as she did so, the dull ache in her side suddenly flaring to a sharp pain. “I got what you needed. Mission complete,no?”

76 leaned against the table and sighed – a worn, raspy sound. “What you did was reckless. McCree’s not a kid. He can handle himself.”

She didn’t even need to put effort into the conversation to know what the outcome would be. She inspected her nails. “I’m not saying he can’t. I just did it because I felt like it.” Sombra’s shoulders twitched in a small shrug. “You should be happy – doesn’t this mean I’m willing to risk my life for teammates? Comradery and all that good stuff?”  

The worn leather of his jacket cracked as 76 approached her. “Risking your life unnecessarily will only hinder the mission. I don’t know how your buddies handled things in Talon.” A thick, gloved finger pressed down onto the arm of her chair, emphasizing his every word with a hollow ‘thump’. “But I’m telling you now, that isn’t how things work here.”

“Soldier 76, please,” came the voice of the scientist. Winston cleared his throat and looked to Sombra, a steady frown on his broad face. She didn’t blame him – she’d be pretty mad too if the person who reverse engineered her technology was to wind up on her ‘team’. Probably.

“In light of what’s happened, Miss Sombra, we feel it’s best that you’re grounded for any future missions until further notice.”

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