The pilot (apex legends)

Opening up

Y/n POV:

You dint say anything, you just gained a chair and sat next to her.

Y/n:let's see it then.

Wattson:no.

Y/n:Nat-

Wattson:no! Every time someone besides the legends see this they always run away!

Y/n:who says I'm like everyone else?

She shook her head.

Wattson:promise me you won't see me differently.

Y/n:why? Because you have a little scar?

She looked at her arm.

Wattson:it's...a little worse than that.

You leaned forward

Y/n:do you trust me?

Wattson:of course but-

Y/n:then show me, I swear I'm not gonna see you any differently then anyone else here. Hell if I judged people based on there looks I'd probably be dead by now.

She remained silent, then with no warning she started to take off the glove on her left hand.

Y/n:woah...

When she took off the glove it revealed a metal hand, fully functional for the most part. Before you could examine it further she snatched it away.

Wattson:I shouldn't have showed you-

Y/n:calm down, I actually think it's pretty cool!

She raised an eyebrow.

Wattson:you...you do?

Y/n:are you kidding? Yah! Imagine punching someone in the balls with that! They'd just be like "aaaah!"

She giggled

Wattson:that's seriously the first thing you think of?

Y/n:well that and how would it feel to be punched in the face by it.

Wattson:well your welcome to find out!

Y/n:no no no! I'm good thanks!

You both laughed.

Wattson:your reaction was...better than predicted.

Y/n:what? You thought cause you look a bit different I'd want to stay away form you?

Wattson:that's what everyone else did...well everyone except for the legends.

Y/n:well then those people were assholes.

She gave a soft smile.

Wattson:I suppose so yes.

Neither of you said anything. You simply stared at each other.

Wattson:y/n?

Y/n:yah?

Wattson:can I ask you something personal?

Y/n:sure I guess.

She leaned forward

Wattson:why did you leave the militia?

You leaned back and frowned.

Y/n:that's pretty deep.

Wattson:it just doesn't make since! You said that you hated the IMC for what they did to your mother-

Y/n:correct.

Wattson:so then why did you leave?

You laughed to yourself, it was more of an angry laugh than anything.