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[araignee_du_soir]

[Widowmaker had finally extracted herself from all the rigamarole that surrounded a new arrival to make her way to the Mess Hall. With a cup of something almost as blue as the color of her skin sitting on the table before her along with her rifle in its shorter Assault mode, she set the omnicom up so she didn't have to hold it in her hand.

What she did have in her hand was the ring they'd given her upon taking that oath. As if an oath was binding...]

I can certainly understand the need for a vetting process, but it appears to be rather pointless to subject would-be saviors to such repetitive examinations when the results do not change. What is the phrase...? [She idly rolled the ring between her fingers as she thought a moment.] Ah, yes. 'Beggars can't be choosers.'

Perhaps I am simply... special. [There was a slight upturn of her lips at that last word.]

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[kingtyrantranger]

[He winces a little.]

That bad, huh? All right. Couldn't hurt to broaden my horizons a bit, right?

[That's Jason. Always looking to improve himself.]

[araignee_du_soir]

I have heard worse. [She offered a bit of a smile.] I will be a strict teacher, though. Consider it fair warning.

[kingtyrantranger]

Hey, at least I learn quick.

[At least with sign language. French... Might be different. Given he's also studying Interlac, there might be a few interesting moments there.]

[araignee_du_soir]

Tres bien.

I have been given a special area on Legion World. We can meet for studies there. You do not mind water, do you?

[kingtyrantranger]

Nah, I'm fine with water.

[If a problem comes up, he can just fly with that ring. But he doesn't see that coming up.]

When should we get things going?

[araignee_du_soir]

Perhaps once this...disagreement with Tracer settles down and I have had the time to get proper bearings. A few days?

[kingtyrantranger]

Sure, just message me whenever.

[araignee_du_soir]

Until then...