Chapter 25

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Angelica walked down a rarely used back hallway, humming quietly as she flipped through another stack of paperwork. Jack and Winston had found the necessary forms to have Overwatch active as a mercenary company, but they wanted her to go over them to ensure there were no surprises.

"Angelica."

She jumped, startled, as Hanzo placed his hand on her shoulder. He seemed chagrined as she collected herself, but waited patiently for her to respond. "Sorry, I didn't see you. What can I do for you, Hanzo?"

"Do you recall the salon where Hana and Lena had their hair colored?" At her nod, he continued, "I would like to go there. Would you accompany me?"

"Sure, but why? I mean, why visit a hair salon?" she asked, as he led the way to the garage.

"I have been speaking with Genji's master. I would like to make a change I should have much earlier. It is easier to consider, now, but I would like company. And I trust your judgment," he replied without glancing at her.

She studied him as they walked, intrigued. He was more open than he had been, but was still difficult to read. He did seem a bit softer than her first meeting with him, she thought.

She directed Hanzo as he drove through the town, settling back as he pulled into a parking space. Hanzo stared at the salon, unmoving.

"Do you want me to go in with you, or no?" she asked.

He sighed. "Please. This will likely be harder than I thought."

She got out and walked with him to check in. On impulse, she got an appointment for herself as well. When Hanzo looked surprised, she shrugged.

"I missed the group dyeing event, and I kinda want a little color."

Angelica was called up first, and chatted a bit with her stylist, who wanted to practice her English. When she was seated at the station, she explained what she wanted. She smiled when she heard Hanzo huff a brief laugh from his station behind her. She closed her eyes as the stylist started fussing with her hair and tried to restrain herself from turning to check on Hanzo, though she did raise an eyebrow when she heard clippers starting up.

Hanzo finished before she did.

"I will come back when your hair is finished," he called from the door. She waved vaguely at him and dozed in her chair.

When her stylist was finished, she was mildly worried to not find Hanzo waiting for her.

"Your friend paid for you both. He hasn't been back in, though," the receptionist told her.

"Did he say where he went?"

"No, but he did go left. That's all I could tell you."

Angelica nodded and went looking for him. She knew that he could handle himself if something had happened, but she didn't want to walk back to the base again. So, she walked around doing a bit of window shopping and admiring the new purple streak in her hair as she headed in the direction she thought Hanzo had gone.

She was admiring a necklace in the window display of a jeweler when she heard someone walk up to her.

"I do not believe that one would suit you," Hanzo said.

"It wouldn't, but it's pretty to look at," she replied as she turned to face him.

She blinked at him, then grabbed his jaw so she could turn his head. He had gotten a wide mowhawk, keeping the remainder of his hair pulled up in a bun. And he had gotten some piercings, one in his right ear and one at the bridge of his nose.

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