Hello, Love

Prologue

Jack Morrison walks down the many halls with a small smile resting on his face as he heads towards the entrance of Overwatch with Winston following beside him. They had all decided to recruit a young man in his early twenties who has impeccable aim and engineering skills. This had actually been one of Winston's old friends as their guardians had worked together and they had grown to be good friends. The two hadn't seen each other in the longest of times, but did keep in touch, especially when one needed help with an invention. He had even helped with Tracer's Chrono-Accelerator. The front doors to Overwatch open and reveal the new recruit.

His ginger hair is lightly dusted in soot, most likely from a recent failed experiment, held up by his goggles as underneath where they should be is also covered in soot. He wears a neon pink baggy tank top and khakis with the cuffs rolled up to the middle of his calf, he is also barefoot. Under his right arm is a box of many different kinds of tools, going from different screwdrivers to wrenches. Though, once he sees Winston, he drops the box and sprints to said gorilla, jumping up to wrap his arms around the others neck in a hug.

"Winston! Å, hvordan har jeg savnet deg!" He speaks in a foreign language, completely confusing Jack and even Winston, though he looks less confused than the other. "[Name], you're speaking Norwegian again." A look of realization slowly spreads across [Name]'s face as he let's go of Winston and puts some space between them while nervously scratching the back of his neck with a chuckle. "Beklager. I said, 'I missed you'. And you must be the famous Jack Morrison! It's a pleasure to finally meet you, sir." He corrects himself and greets with a now obvious Norwegian accent and a bright smile upon his lips. Jack smiles back as he shakes the shorter ones hand, glad to meet their new recruit.

"It's a pleasure to meet-" He got cut off as blue streak comes zipping towards [Name] before the one and only Lena Oxton, commonly known as Tracer, appears in front of him. "'Ello, Love! I'm Lena Oxton, but you can call me Tracer if you like! You must be the new recruit!" [Name] looks down at her in surprise as he's a bit taller than she is, but what had caught his attention is what's on her chest. The Chrono-Accelerator. "Herregud... When you said this Chrono-Accelerator was for something extremely important, I didn't think it would be for an actual person, Winston." He crouches slightly to take a better look at it with amazement in his eyes.

"You did such a great job to. What's this helping you do? Is it keeping you in a certain time? Are you from the future or something like that? Is it heavy? Is it light? Did Winston connect the right wires the first time before he called me? Is that why he called me in the first place? Did he give me any credit? How do you use this? What can you do with it?" He would continue on with questions if Jack hadn't coughed to get their attention. "Lena, this is [Name]. He's an old friend of Winston's and our new recruit. He helped Winston build your Chrono-Accelerator." Jack finishes in a knowing tone, having picked up the obvious hints in the questions.

"You helped?" Lena looks up at him with wide eyes as he just shrugs and backs up slightly as he had gotten closer to look at the device on her chest. "Sorta. I wasn't physically there. He just called me up, y'know, like with the camera and stuff, and asked for help since I've dealt with a similar case. I just told him what to do." Lena can't help but tackle him in a hug, saying thank you over and over again just as she had Winston. "It's no problem, really. I knew what to do and where things went since I've built something similar. I'm glad I could help though." Is all he says as Tracer backs up, allowing him some space and letting him pick up his box.

"I'm sure Tracer wouldn't mind showing you around, [Name]." Jack states, raising a questioning brow towards Lena who happily nods, taking his free hand and she drags him to the doors. "See ya, Winston!" [Name] shouts back with a slight chuckle, making Winston laugh at the two. "They're going to get along quite well." He says to Jack with a grin, the other also smiling and nodding his head in agreement.