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[araignee_du_soir]

[Either Widowmaker had managed to talk someone else into holding her omnicomm up or she managed to prop the device up and get herself exactly where she wanted to be in frame. Given her perfectionist tendencies, it was more likely the latter and she was wearing something quite different than the last time she'd been on the network. Far more practical then the violet catsuit she'd had on before, the color worked better against her blue skin and most of her tattoos were covered, leaving just the one on her right forearm visible past the edge of her glove. Sharp eyes would see the patches on her shoulders were the Legion insignia and even her rifle showed some modification.]

As it appears that purple is no longer in fashion, I decided to switch my look a bit for the field. [Widowmaker's lips curled in a smile that hinted that there was some kind of inside joke taking place.] Something that I consider a 'blast from the past'. Tell me... how does it look?

[She extended her left hand forward in a shooting motion at the omnicomm. Having been kept out of the Olum mission for obvious reasons, designing this superhero costume was how she passed the time. And she wanted to show it off.]

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encrypted forever (except from Sombra obv)

[araignee_du_soir]

[Ah... she'd been wondering when Fareeha would stop giving her looks when she thought the sniper wasn't looking the few times they crossed paths. Given that she hadn't been attacked or subjected to a hero monologue, it seemed Fareeha wasn't aware of who was responsible for dear maman's disappearance.

How fortunate.]

Is your memory finally wandering that far back, Fareeha?

enjoy the show, Sombra

[justice_from_above]

[There's a rankle of irritation that her first name was used here when she only knows the other woman through reports and this is their first real interaction. Her lips pull into a thin line.]

There are a lot more things I remember than I chose to dwell on.

[Which is an outright lie, the way her relationship with her mother and her yearning to join Overwatch dictated very nearly everything else she did in life years after the fact. Even her tattoo spoke of her unwillingness to let certain things go. Her focus did, however, have a tendency to overshadow some other things (and people) that she'd encountered in that time, so she hasn't reached any deeper realization about who she's talking to.] But I know who you are, Widowmaker, and I can guarantee you Helix would be interested in your whereabouts.

[See she can throw names around too .... but there's still something that's unsettling her. If she can keep Widow talking, she's sure she can figure it out.]

[araignee_du_soir]

Ah... Helix. They could not stop me before, even with Overwatch assistance. I am not concerned about them now. [Especially with them being in another dimension and all...]

And no, mon oisillon, you only think you know who I am. Such is what happens when the cobwebs build up too much inside the mind.

[justice_from_above]

No, you simply concern yourself with Legion, and I will do the same.

[Her way of assuring that, as long as Widowmaker follows Legion's rules, Fareeha won't try to get in her way.]

[But these little hints are getting infuriating, so she can't guarantee she's going to keep a civil tongue about it.] If you have something to say, why don't you come right out and say it?

[araignee_du_soir]

[Widowmaker chose not to comment regarding the Legion. It wasn't worth her time when people seemed to continually think she needed policed, as though she was going to go on a random killing spree. She had something far more interesting to focus on.]

I have always thought that you were sharper than this. [She gave a more natural almost pleasant smile.] So non I want to see how long it takes you.

[justice_from_above]

[Fareeha sighs and settles back in her video, crossing her arms and looking intently at Widowmaker's face. It's clear they've got some sort of connection from the past that she's not quite getting, and she's determined to figure out what it is.]

[Somehow, they knew each other in the past, so is Widow implying she wasn't always a part of Talon, or perhaps she'd been undercover, but Fareeha would have remembered a blue woman.]

[But maybe she wasn't always blue?]

[Fareeha squints at the feed, leaning slightly forward. Under normal circumstances it could be considered rude, but this woman was quite deserving of a fair bit of rude back so Fareeha wasn't going to worry about it too much. She was simply trying to imagine Widowmaker as a normal-people color.]

[Then something, of realization starts to take place. Her eyes widen and she sits back, unsure if what just occurred to her actually made sense - ]

Amélie?

[araignee_du_soir]

[She maintained that smile through Fareeha's scrutiny, though the longer it went on, the more it got tugged into a smirk. When the recognition smacked the other woman's face, Widowmaker seated her rifle onto her back and then gave Fareeha a bow, both arms sweeping out to the sides.]

It has been a while. Last we crossed paths, you were still seated at the children's table during the holiday party at Swiss Headquarters. [And she wasn't talking about being too young to join Overwatch.] Did they ever let you sit with the adults?

[justice_from_above]

[Fareeha regards Widowmaker with open shock - to see an ally having become an enemy - but it quickly shifts to anger (as the blue sniper likely intends) with those cutting comments. It was a sore subject, having grown up around and aspiring to join Overwatch only to be denied by her own mother. She was't about to give Widowmaker the benefit of an answer, although her reaction is probably answer enough.]

My life is none of your concern.

[araignee_du_soir]

I shall take that as a no. [Widowmaker's dry humor was in full force at the moment.]

Now, is that any way to talk to an old friend?

[justice_from_above]

[Fareeha thinks there's no way this conversation could go any worse.]

We're not friends. I don't fraternize with terrorists.

[If she weren't so single-minded with her anger right now, she'd realize just how hypocritical that sounds, considering she just married one of Australia's most notorious criminals.]

[araignee_du_soir]

[Widowmaker's eyebrows shot up and then a look of true amusement crossed her face. She hadn't been this entertained at someone's overreaction since she'd killed Mondatta and Tracer asked her why she would do such a thing. Lucky for Fareeha, Widowmaker didn't respond with a laugh. At least, not an audible one.]

Of course not. You simply consort with them in public places, allowing them to physically wrap around you. [Whereas she doesn't know about the marriage as being anything more than fake for the mission, she had watched Junkrat drape himself all over the other woman at movie night.]

I feel so left out, mon ami. Is it because I am a woman?

[justice_from_above]

[Fareeha bristles, reddens, and pulls in a breath which she doesn't immediately let out. Because what could she say? The only difference was that she hadn't known Junkrat personally beforehand.]

[Well, and now, she knows him far better than many others.]

[Instead she finally shoves the breath out in a forceful sigh through her nose,]

He hasn't given me any reason to doubt his intentions here.

[Still stressing their role with Legion. She would be good on her word; as mad as Widowmaker might make her now, it's all words. She wouldn't retaliate unless she felt there was reason to think people might be in danger.]

[But given their closer histories it was going to be harder to outright forgive her.]

Maybe I don't want to end up dead like your late husband.

[araignee_du_soir]

[Widowmaker would have replied that neither had she given any reason for Fareeha to doubt her intentions with the Legion - all she had to do was look up the sniper's mission log to see she rescued hostages and helped subdue traitors (instead of killing them) - but those words were dashed right from her mind upon hearing the ones leveled at her.

The smugness and teasing disappeared from her face. In fact, any an all emotion vanished from her face as what was left of Amélie inside the construct of Widowmaker's psyche reared its head and needed surpressed. As Sombra learned not too long ago, this was a very touchy subject. And for one like Fareeha, a very dangerous one.]

You know nothing of Gérard. Take care not to make assumptions, Fareeha Amari. You do not want me to stop playing nice.

[justice_from_above]

[To be fair, Widowmaker pushed her hotbutton first.]

[Fareeha watches the change, and takes in a slow and careful breath. She is getting the impression that she's playing with fire right now, but she's not backing down.]

Then maybe you should consider you start playing nice.

[araignee_du_soir]

[Those pale eyes were boring into Fareeha as she took that measured breath. There was so much Widowmaker could say right then, things that would cut deep and cause true pain, but the fate of Ana Amari was a card the Talon weapon didn't want to play yet. It was too valuable to use over something as insignificant as her husband... so her programming whispered into her mind as it tied off the rising grief of that fatal night that changed everything. To keep it back under control, asleep and away where Talon had wanted it to be.]

I was. [A heavy pause hung in the air before Widowmaker's face took on a bit of life again, leaving the eeriness of what she was behind.] My sense of humor has grown quite dry over the years. Perhaps it was lost on you.

[justice_from_above]

Perhaps.

[Fareeha is not going to push it. She's made her point, proved she was just as capable of cutting with words, and in her ignorance thinks that they're back on equal footing.] Let's agree not to talk about the past.

[Right now, she's not sure if she can handle why. Why did she kill her own husband? Why did she turn to Talon? Why is she blue dabade dabada. ]

[araignee_du_soir]

[There were a lot of whys that were better off being left alone. Many of them Widowmaker wouldn't be able to answer thanks to the restrictions built into the framework of her programming.

Still, she hummed a bit in thought.]

I believe you will find that quite difficult to do. Let us instead agree not to discuss Gérard. There is so much that you do not know nor understand, Fareeha. I would rather not kill you for your ignorance.

[At least not today.]

In turn, I will refrain from rubbing in your inability to join Overwatch. Clearly something about you has changed if you are cuddling with Jameison Fawkes.

Perhaps you are less uptight than you used to be.

[justice_from_above]

Don't assume you know my story, or why I do the things I do. Don't mention Overwatch around me. That's how well both survive this.

[There had been a change, but being here had helped to facilitate it further. Still, no one really talks about her 'inability' to join Overwatch and it was mostly her mother that stopped her (the layer collapse at the HQ didn't help either.]

[araignee_du_soir]

I said something must have changed. Obviously, I do not know what that is. [Yet.] But your request is easy; I do not care to speak of Overwatch outside of having to explain the Omnic Crisis to these people.

[justice_from_above]

[Fareeha is satisfied, though in no ways less agitated. She takes a couple deep breaths and seems to consider something before adding in an offhand comment,]

That outfit isn't flattering, by the way.

[Hey she's just being honest.]

[araignee_du_soir]

Any particular reason why?

[justice_from_above]

It lacks character.

[Sage nod.]

[araignee_du_soir]

Says the woman that wears a blue bird suit.

[justice_from_above]

Ugh - it's the Raptora Armor Systems and it's only fashioned after a bird. It's not like I go around wearing feathers.

[araignee_du_soir]

[Which made it entirely too easy of a target for a sniper, but Widowmaker refrained from pointing that out.]

It still makes you stand out.