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The Reason Why Solider 76 and Reaper Aren't Friends Part Two:

Blackwatch time.

Gabe put his focus on Blackwatch, making sure he recruits good agents that can sneak up on enemies better than Reinhardt could steal a lollipop. He had recently recruited a cyborg ninja, who seemed pretty angsty and grumpy. It fit the energy of his brand, so he allowed him in, with the exception of the doctor from Overwatch's Medical wing to take care of him while his body adjusts to its metal counterparts. Also because Blackwatch doesn't have many nurses or doctors, and for a pretty shitty reason: none of them could fit Reyes's emo band theme.

"Just pick a damn medic already!" Jesse complained, as Reyes scrolled through the screen for possible applicants. Gabe lounges on his leather chair in his office while Jesse shakes his leg restlessly as he sits on the chair across from him.

"Jesse, you don't understand what it takes to make a Blacks Ops division an Emo Black ops division because you refuse to listen to the genre!"

Jesse has entered a different phase of his life that Gabe referred to as a teenage rebellion, despite Jesse being in his mid 20s. This rebellion first started when Jesse started to believe in labels, due to an incident where he meant to have bitten into a chocolate chip cookie but bit into a raisin cookie by mistake. Then, Jesse started listening to country music instead of the playlist Gabe made for him on Spotify. Which wouldn't be all that bad if he didn't constantly bombard Reyes with his country revolution over the loudspeaker at high noon every day. He would get away with it because Reyes always fixes his eyeliner in the afternoon and was too stubborn to change that. No matter how many times Reyes pokes himself in the eye with eyeliner; in his eyes, McCree has started to become like other girls.

"Ain't it enough that I'm wearing black? For Pete's sake, just choose a damn person!"

Then, Gabe came across a ginger with two different colored eyes. "Oooooooo," He awed as he took note of their spiky hair. "This looks very not like other girls."

Jesse peered over his shoulder, reading the ginger's bio, "They got their medical license suspended. And does that say they killed someo-"

"This fits very well with my emo theme; I'll have to ask what colored contacts they use!"

Genji walks into the office with blood all over his face, "Did you just say colored contacts?"

Jesse sighed, "Damn ninja. Always sneaking around."

Gabe nodded, "Don't worry, Genji, the red contacts I ordered for you should be coming in two days."

"Good, because I want my eyes to be the color of my brother's blood when I stab him in the-"

"Genji, no one wants to hear about your dumb older brother. Now go get cleaned up." McCree shooed Genji out of the room and shut the door, "Gabe, Don't you think this whole quirky thing has gone too far?"

It has gotten a little too far in a more ridiculous way. Gabe's interview questions were starting to become more specific, and a lot of the money in Blackwatch went to Gabe's illegally burned CD stash of a bunch of mixtapes of the same old songs from the 2000s. And Genji kept scratching people with his fingernails, which costs Blackwatch on medical bills. Money was pouring down the drain, all to maintain an aesthetic.

Then, it came time for the interview:

"Moira Deodorant." Gabe read her resume out loud, as he looked at the ginger from his seat.

"It's O'Deorain." She corrected him.

"I just said that." He said flatly while her lips pursed into a flat line. Reyes continued, "Anyways, What do you do? What are your hobbies? Music taste?"