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who: genji and you!
what: river festival shenanigans, friendship hang outs!
when: during river festival and after
where: all around the quarantine
warnings: none yet! will add if needed

i — beach borg

[ Genji hasn't been to the beach proper in quite a long time. And between helping clear it out and trying to distract himself from the fact that his brother had vanished, it seemed like a good decision as any to head on down.

He's sitting under an umbrella, probably the most of his cybernetic prosthesis removed as he possibly can manage. His face is fully uncovered, as well as his neck (the extent of his jaw replacement is obvious now, jutting down into his throat) and his left shoulder and arm up to his elbow is noticeably still flesh. Scars are scattered on his still organic parts, and the cybernetic forearm and hand looks as if it was surgically added later instead of a result of his previous physical trauma. He's also got swim trunks and a black sleeveless shirt on, with three streaks of sunscreen on his cheeks reminiscent of a certain somebody.

Genji is taking the time to spray sunscreen on his still fleshy parts, because rubbing lotion when you've got metal and silicone hands and joints that can easily get gunked up his not enjoyable. Oh, he's also sitting in front of a curiously large and pink mecha of sorts.

If someone approaches him, he smiles. ] It is keeping an eye on me. [ A pause. ] And I am instructed to tell you 'Do Not Touch.'

ii — fireworks

[ Now fireworks are always fun! But only if you get a great view. And thankfully Genji has an uncanny ability to scale just about anything, so those pesky cliffs you might be thinking would be a great vantage point are no problem at all.

He easily climbs it, limbs lighting up green in the ever darkening sky, and reaches a metal hand down to you. ] Here, I will pull you up!

iii — date! (closed to shigeru)

[ Once the festivities for the time seem to have died down, he figures it's a good time to invite Shigeru out on his promised 'date.' It may have been a 'date' in the eyes of the auction, but Genji was just thinking of it as a reason to see someone he was starting to think of as a good friend.

Especially after that... interesting text conversation he'd had with that person. What did they say their name was, Dodger? Roger? Something? Hm. He definitely wants to bring it up... he worries that there might be people trying to take advantage of Shigeru's kind demeanor.

Genji decided to bring him to one of his favorite meditation spots, a beautiful serene place by the river. Just far enough from the main parts of the city that it wasn't loud, but not far enough to be dangerous. He's brought a little thermos of tea and some snacks and he figures they can just have a nice chat.

He gestures to it when they arrive. ] Is this all right?

ii — tea bros (closed to eichi)

[ Since seeing each other at the parade, Genji and Eichi had run into each other a few times to have tea at a local little cafe.

Genji is waiting for him at the table they have apparently claimed for their chats, but his expression is just slightly more melancholy than usual. He has come to the realization that his elder brother is absolutely gone, vanished without a word and a trace. Back through the portal, it seems.

Genji is... Genji doesn't quite know what to do or how to feel right then. But he doesn't plan on letting it sour his or his companion's mood. He smiles whenever Eichi approaches. ] Greetings.

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[ Somehow that's not surprising and Genji has to fight the urge to roll his eyes. ] No it's... more complicated than that, unfortunately.

[ There isn't any real reason he can think of not to tell her. They were both stuck here, after all, and apparently the only people from their world left who were not of any dubious morality. And Hana is a soldier as much as he was, which is a realization he's still sort of coming to terms with for himself. ] I know who Reaper is— was. We have... history.

[ It won't be hard to miss the slight sadness to his voice when he says it, like he's bittersweetly recalling his own memories. ]

[ She does pick up on that bittersweet undercurrent in his voice; she has no idea who or what could even be behind the mask that is Reaper. She'd never thought beyond that mask, because to her, the someone known as 'Reaper' was a terrorist who always made a mess of things wherever he went. She doesn't know that she wants to know who he is— was. But it's that sad note of Genji's that bids her to ask, ]

What happened to him?

I don't know. [ He shakes his head. It frustrates him that he doesn't, that he can't wrap his head around what could have happened to him. ]

He was someone I had a lot of respect for, who taught me many things. [ Genji makes a face. ] And now he's wearing a skull mask and calling himself Reaper, while being a terrorist. He isn't the man I knew anymore.

[ Reyes always had a flair for the dramatic, but... ]

[ Hana heaves a sigh. She'd hoped for some juicy deets or something, or at least some sort of explanation for why Reaper is such a colossal asshole, but no dice. For now, though, she can sympathize with Genji. ]

Sorry to hear that, Genji.

[ She falls silent for a moment, contemplative, and when she asks her next question she does so carefully and softly. ]

Do you think who he used to be is still in there somewhere?

[ It's still hard for him to talk about, hard enough to dig up the memories of a man he mourned for five years. At some point he may tell her all about it, but a re-opened wound takes a while to mend.

He pauses at her question and looks at the horizon a moment, then down at the sand, then back to her. ] I'm not sure. I won't lie and say I don't hope he can come to his senses one day.

[ Genji, somewhere along the line, learned to become quite the optimist. He forgave his brother... if he understood why, he knew he could forgive Reyes too. ]

[ She falls quiet for a moment. It's easy to see, in that pause and the way that his gze grew distant, that Genji has hurt – and probably still is hurting – from whatever had happened, and while Hana really wants to know, his feelings are more important then her wanting to get dirt on the guy she only knows as a terrorist. There's enough dirt on him just from that alone.

(... She'll still want to know at some point though. )

Though while she is sympathetic to Genji's feelings, her current dislike for the man known as 'Reaper' is a bit stronger. ]

Maybe. But even if he does, he's got a lot to make up for.

[ That gets a mirthless little laugh out of him. ] He does indeed. I know a thing or two about redemption myself.

[ He was never a terrorist, but he was not a good person by any means in his youth. There were plenty of things he did that he regretted... and with Reyes now being Reaper, he's been starting to doubt some of the things he did in Blackwatch.

His master always says he has troubles with doubt.

Genji sighs and shakes his head then gestures to the waves and sky. ] It is too nice of a day to have these somber conversations, don't you think?

[ She doesn't know the details of Genji's life. She knows the gist of it, really, from rumors and stories surrounding Overwatch, but the finer details of it are something she's not privy too. A part of her hopes she'll get to know him more as time goes on here, though a part of her hesitates if only because that means more time spent here and not at home, and she still doesn't know how to feel about that.

But, he's right. They're hanging out at the beach and it's wasting the opportunity for fun, to talk about Talon. ]

... Yeah. [ She gave a little chuckle. ] Besides, now that I have my mech, we can beat them easily in a fight.

[ Except that Reaper could do considerable damage to her mech and Sombra easily render it useless. But anyway— ]

I'm glad my mech made it over here.

[ It's obvious to anyone that he was part of the Shimada clan because of his name and all. His exact involvement is always vague, because after his 'death' the clan erased any knowledge of his existence. Nobody knows he was the second scion of a massive crime family... and everybody who needed to know, back in Overwatch, already did. It wasn't something he was used to having to tell people.

He will, at some point. He thinks Hana will be someone he can confide it, when things are a little easier to talk about.

Genji laughs in return. ] It will definitely give us an advantage, that is for sure. I can help you maintain it if you need it, I've gotten pretty good with a screwdriver. [ For obvious reasons.

He crosses his arms and nods. ] It is amazing what can end up here. I received an old picture of my brother and I kept in my room back home. I was very surprised.

[ Hana stretches her arms and legs out on her mech, being careful not to slip off of it. ]

I found someone who can probably help out a lot! He said he's worked for superheroes and stuff before, so I think it'll be okay. And he's really nice! I have a good feeling about him.

[ With that, she slowly moves off of her mech, hopping back onto her feet in the sand with a little "hup!" and then making her way around the mech to grab another cold one from the cooler and sitting next to Genji as she flips the tab open. ]

Not to get greedy or anything, but they should totally send my rig over here, too. I'm still trying to figure out what kind of parts are around here and what's best for the kinds of games I can find.

[ After taking a swig of her drink, she sets it down in the sand, embedding it a little so it doesn't fall over, and then idly starts pushing at sand with her hands. ]

It's good that you got something to remember your brother by, though.

[ He gives her a smile at that as he watches her hop off the mech. ] I am glad to hear that, then. People here have been remarkably kind, I have noticed.

[ He reaches for a drink himself because why not? ] Well, stranger things have obviously happened. It might show up for you someday. [ He pulls back the tab on his drink with his index finger, as if there was absolutely no resistance to it. ] I actually haven't' really thought about what games they have here. Do you think you will stream at some point? [ He'd totally make an account and follow you on this world's version of Twitch and everything.

But his smile gets a little nostalgic as he turns to watch her start to play with the sand. ] I am glad to have it here, all things considered.

[ He puts down his drink and starts to write his name in kanji in the sand. ] Shall we try to build something?

Hell yeah, I'm gonna stream!

[ Her answer is immediate, enthusiastic, and very much D.Va. She attracted a great many people to her streams at home and it had been due, in no small part, to her attitude. For a top pro turned soldier in the front lines of a war, she still managed to be so positive and though she certainly had people who thought she was being too much or going about it immaturely, she had many more who appreciated her hopefulness. And those are the people she fights the hardest for.

... Things aren't quite the same, here, but she'll do her best anyway.

She keeps pushing sand around with her hand as she watches Genji write in it. ]

What should we build? A big fortress? Or should we dig a giant hole?!

[ That makes Genji smile. ] I'm glad. I'm sure you'll be able to find an audience here.

[ He never saw many of D.Va's streams, only when he was just barely able to get some sort of connection on his phone during his travels. Something about her attitude made him smile, made him not feel quite so alone. He's glad that they've become friends while they're stuck here.

He snickers a little. ] I think a fortress would be good. Or maybe a barrier around your mech?

That would be a huge barrier. Fortress it is!

[ She shift a little in her spot so that she's on her knees, feet tucked beneath her as she starts making a more concerted effort to pile up some sand. They don't have any tools with them that would make this any easier, but Hana doesn't really care. ]

What should be like? One with a tall tower? Or just go with the flow?

[ Genji has the feeling he's going to be shaking a lot of sand out of his hand joints this evening but he finds he doesn't much care.

He starts to scoop up some himself to add to the pile. ] I think going with the flow would be easier. Start with a big base and build up?

[ He attempted a few sand castles in his youth. It was always very hard to recreate the Shimada estate with sand. ]

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