Closed to Lucio/Open later to medbay

[justice_from_above]

Who: Pharah, Lucio, and any medbay people who want to help
When: After this
Where: Random hallway to Medbay
What: Pharah made some poor decisions
Warnings: Injury

Pharah had plenty of time to think about her poor decision as she tried to stumble back to to medbay. She should have been more on guard, shouldn't have let him get so close, shouldn't have engaged in the situation at all.

But would it have made a difference? Would he have tried to get to her anyway?

Her thoughts are disjunct, hazy, as she threatens to slip into unconsciousness. The wounds Reaper had inflicted weren't grievous, but they were calculated, precise enough to do maximum damage with minimum effort. She leans against the wall for a short break, and winds up sliding down to the ground as she starts losing her battle with blood loss. Whoever this Reaper was, he was well trained and efficient. Almost a perfect counter.

Comments

[justice_from_above]

[She smiles, faintly. Here's hoping he's off Reaper's radar since she didn't recognize him as part of Overwatch.]

I'm with a private security firm. We go in where others can't and help with specialized threats. Are you familiar with Omnic God Programs?

[wallride]

Vaguely. I don't know much about the Omnic Crisis, wasn't given much of a history education, you know?

[he skates back over with the water, passing it over.]

They sound like leaders, though, with a name like that.

[justice_from_above]

[She gladly accepts the water and takes a few sips before continuing.] Sadly, they are not the good kind. They are AI, capable of overtaking area Omnics and controlling them, taking over area military technology. My unit was deployed to take one out that had freed his restraints.

[Another sip, then she looks at her cup considerately as she rolls it between her palms.] We took it down, but not before suffering heavy casualties.

[wallride]

I'm sorry to hear that, Fareeha.

[he puts his hand on her arm, carefully and softly.]

I'm sure you did everything you could for them.

[justice_from_above]

[She gives a soft chuckle and a small smile, it's appreciative but not exactly happy.]

It took me that mission figuring out how to help them best. But, that's what I do. [She takes in a breath and sighs.] But, they are not whatever this Reaper fellow is.

[wallride]

You think maybe he's AI?

[lúcio raises his eyebrows, bobbing his head in confusion.]

I mean, you've been in here a couple days and I haven't heard anything about him at all. No newly injured people come in. Enemy of yours, maybe?

[justice_from_above]

No, I doubt it. His voice didn't sound Omnic. It ... didn't really sound human, either.

[She gives hum a wry chuckle.] Most certainly an enemy; he made that pretty clear.

[wallride]

Uh huh. Try not to worry about him too much until you're discharged, yeah?

[he pats her hand.]

Focus on recovering.

[justice_from_above]

That's going to be hard; I will have plenty of time to do little else.

[She sounds a little frustrated, because she's the kind of person who likes to keep busy, and this is going to be the exact opposite of busy.]

[wallride]

I'll have to make sure I keep you occupied, then!

[lúcio no]

[justice_from_above]

You don't have to stick around for my sake.

[She appreciates it, though she's sure he has other things to do.]

[wallride]

I want to. I know a few of the medics in here anyway, so I'll get to see them too. Double whammy.

[can't get him down.]

[asafepairofhands]

Actually, he helped clean up--we're debating requisitioning him from his radio position and never letting him leave.

[Ratchet--in his hard light avatar, looking for the most part like a completely normal human--comes around a stack of supplies and over to the side of her bed, checking her IV and the monitors before he looks down at her.]

Good to see you awake, Captain.

[justice_from_above]

Considering I don't think I will be moving for a while, I would prefer Lúcio in the radio booth. [A small smile, she's got a lot of downtime coming her way, doesn't she?]

It is good to be awake. [She may not remember everything about the previous night, but she realizes it was a close call.] Thank you for your help, doctor.

[wallride]

Oh, he was real good.

[lúcio grins and bumps ratchet's arm with his elbow lightly.]

That's a one to one vote! I guess I'll have to alternate. [he ducks down and gives pharah a brief hug.] Seriously, though. Real glad this all went well.

[asafepairofhands]

Huh. I managed.

[He nudges Lúcio back a little, though, his expression not changing in the slightest.]

Please, call me Ratchet. And let me know if you need anything, though as far as I can tell we got most of the fluids you need back into your body where they belong. I'd like a more thorough debriefing once you're up to it, but if you don't think whoever did this is going to come kicking in the medbay doors to finish the job, it can wait.

[justice_from_above]

[Pharah shifts to look towards the door as she thinks about what Reaper's next move might be, if any.]

I don't know much about him, but he did wait to target me in the dark when I was alone. I don't think he's an adversary to underestimate, though. [She did that once already and it nearly ended her.]

[wallride]

Now that's just creepy.

[lúcio shakes his head.]

I think all you can do for now is just stick to the crowded areas if he's gonna be like that.

[asafepairofhands]

Charming.

[Ratchet's voice is a mutter before he heaves a sigh and raises it again.]

You said 'targeted'--you think he was after you, specifically? Any idea why?

[justice_from_above]

[She fidgets slightly.]

I know exactly why. I have ties to an organization that he's been targeting. I would prefer to keep my friends safe, if possible.

[wallride]

What organisation is it?

[the security company she mentioned?]

[asafepairofhands]

And how many 'friends' of yours do we have to worry about this happening to, exactly?

[Ratchet is sounding steadily more alarmed, his optics narrowing.]

[justice_from_above]

[Pharah shifts uncomfortably.] I was never an official member, and, it's no longer in operation.

[It's a painful subject for her to talk about, but she purses her lips and continues for the sake of her friends.] It was called Overwatch.

[She gives Lúcio a glance to see if he'd heard of it.]

[wallride]

Yeah, I know that one. That narrows the reasons for why he's doing this down to about--oh, two million.

[a pause.]

Pharah... is it possible he's an Omnic? You said he hid his identity.

[justice_from_above]

[She -- can't quite resist a little frown at his comment. He may not be wrong, but that was her family he was talking about.]

It's possible. He was covering up every shred of skin - whether metal or organic I couldn't tell. His voice didn't sound Omnic, but ... it didn't really sound human, either.

[She feels cold thinking about it. It was a sobering experience, to say the least.]