Hard Time Chapter 1

~{Hard Times Part 19}~

Hanzo wouldn't admit to himself being the type to feel anxious of anything when it came to tests and performance. He believed himself to be good at his job and do well with his skill set, including the new skill sets that he's been developing. However, the results to team communicating exercise would determine if he would be able to participate in the upcoming mission or not. He picked at the skin in the corner of is thumb thinking deeply about his actions in the training arena. There wouldn't be any reason for him not to be chosen, unless of course his certain skill set isn't fit for operation.

"Hanzo!"

"Ngh-!" Hanzo jumped startled immediately looking over to his brother, who was by his side. The two were walking down the dormitory hall after their delicious meal together.

"How many times do I have to tell you the results will not influence you as a skilled archer. I don't want you stressing over something as frivolous as a team building exercise. The commander only makes it sound like it's something dire to pass, but in hindsight he is only looking for agents that will do best in the environment of the mission. It isn't scored based off of your performance - not all of it, but my point is the exercise is more or less scoring you on safety." Genji stopped mid walk to grab his brothers shoulders forcing him to face him. His brother hasn't stopped talking or worrying about the exercise since they went by the cafeteria to grab a late lunch. Even then, during their meal the Shimada seemed bummed out. The cyborg narrowed his hazel eyes looking at Hanzo with serious gaze, "promise me that you will not worry." 

"I promise."

"Look at me when you say it."

"I. . .I promise," Hanzo flicked his eyes to the younger Shimada, made a face, then looked away.

"You are thinking about it aren't you-"

"Yes."

"Brother! You are insufferable." Genji let go of his brothers shoulders facepalming his forehead. He dragged his hand over his face pursing his lips when looking to his older sibling. There really wasn't anything he could do to change that aspect of Hanzo, and as Zenyatta as told him multiple times, it takes time to smooth a rigid rock in a creek. Taking a slow inhale, Genji nodded flattening his lips, "Come on, let's get to your room." He pressed his hand against his brothers back coaxing him to walk forward. Hanzo pulled his mouth to a slant as they closed in on the area. He could spot the thumb pad, as well as the small plaque above the door that said 'Hanzo Shimada'. The two brothers stopped by the front of the door facing one another most likely to have a small chat before parting. "Mm," Genji hummed, "thank for joining me in our meal, as well as dealing with McCree's cranky self."

The two giggled thinking back on how bummed the defending team looked. "He isn't the one to take losing so easily does he?"

"Not at all. One time he and Hana were playing some Fighter's Z and McCree started to get so frustrated with the controls he threw the controller at the TV."

"No." Hanzo's hand hovered over his mouth in shock, eyes widened partially.

"Mhm, broke the flat screen and Hana screamed."

It didn't sound like McCree. The calm loose individual getting frustrated over some simple game. Hanzo wasn't sure if he was just being arrogant or if he was missing something more, but games seemed to be of a different world to him. He didn't understand why people got so worked up with them. "Are you sure that is McCree who did that? He doesn't seem like the type to get angry often unless provoked."

Genji shrugged looking to the side, "Everybody has their flaws Hanzo. Jesse's just tends to be rated E fighting games that requires muscle memory and combos. Don't get me started on Angela."