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[ A young man with green hair that's almost neon in brightness appears on the video feed, the angle and steadiness of the camera evidence that he does this quite a lot. His eyebrows are too perfect to not be something he maintains and his eyeliner is, as they say, quite on point. The young man's voice is probably familiar to some people around the Quarantine, although a bit younger and not muffled by a cybernetic mask and a synthetic tongue. ] Yo! Look, I don't know where exactly this place is but I'm not complaining— [ He says it like he's used to waking up in strange places he doesn't quite recognize.

He runs a hand across his chin. ] —because I'm always up for some time to get away from shit, y'know? But I gotta ask, where does everybody have fun around this place? There has to be an arcade around here, right? Or at least a good bar with cheap booze. Drop me some info, I will definitely make it worth your while.

[ The young man smiles and it approaches something playful and almost wicked. Genji Shimada was such a little shit in his youth. ]

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[ So people knowing who he is isn't really strange, but this man's tone is way too casual sounding and it kinda pisses him off. ] Uh, thanks? Do I know you, old man?

I'm not so old for you to be throwing that around yet, brat.

It's Reyes, remember.

From back home.

[Right, so he's already getting the clue that people are... forgetting things from their past and changing how they look thanks to... SOMETHING, but...]

Unless you went and forgot in your excitement for a drink and an arcade to haunt.

[ He's totally got that 'oh bless your heart' look on his face right then. ] Nnnnnot ringing a bell here, mister. But you're not the first person to try that line on me so I'll let it slide this time.

[ He doesn't need a sugar daddy or anything, thanks. ] And I might as well have fun until I get outta here. [ He assumes his father is sending someone to get him anytime now. His brother is probably too busy being emotionally constipated in the dojo. ]

[And that's going to reward Genji with the flattest of flat looks that Reyes can manage, his eyes hooding with a look of clear irritation.] You're about twenty years too young for that kind of shit, punk.

If you're still acting and looking like that, might bear to reason why this ain't banging any bells in that head of yours.

I'm Commander Gabriel Reyes, and I'm with Overwatch. Looks like you not only shrunk in years, but you lost hold of some of your marbles, too. [Because boy, does he have news for you. The 'you're not going home' kind.]

[ What in the hell are you going on about? Genji just blinks a few times like Reyes is speaking some language he doesn't understand nor care to. ] Yeah, sure, okay.

[ Freaking weirdos in this place... Father better be getting someone here soon. But Overwatch does catch his ear; he knows the organization knows about the clan but they've never really been able to do much to them. ] Now why would someone from Overwatch know about me?

[ Is he gonna have to kill somebody here? He doesn't even have a change of clothes if they get blood on them, what a pain in the ass. ]

...Because you're the son of a pretty major family in Japan?

Overwatch is a world-wide organization, I'm more than sure you realise. It ain't so weird that we know about important people.

[Accentuating that one word, because he's got your number at this point.]

Don't get so uppity with me, brat. I'm not your father, and that attitude's going to get you into some real shit daddy dear can't yank you out of, one day.

[Won't--as in, will put you directly fucking into.]

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