A young woman of the name; Azara Ciara Malakya, was under a district known as; the Overwatch Academy. Working at her hardest to forfill her dream and become an Overwatch Agent, to save others and prevent her past from repeating itself.
However thing...
(The next day) *btw this CH is off of the Overwatch comic Masquerade*
"What the hell is talking them so long?" Azara was ready she was wearing her normal clothes like her ragged hoodie and torn kneed pants but shes carrying another peace of clothing to wear at the casino, she got to the ship and waited for the others "sorry were late amiga let's go" Sombra sat next to Azara while Akande and Reaper took the other side Widowmaker and Moira where piloting
(Btw that's the dress Azara was wearing)
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(2 hours later)
Azara got out of the ship first she looked around to see if any guards where there but there wasn't but when the others got out Azara held back a sudden burst of wanting to laugh Sombra looked over at Azara as she passed her "Azara what's so funny?" Azara tryed to clear her throat and choked back a laugh "n-nothing" Azara then flew off on a roof following Widowmaker but when Azara saw the cost was clear she looked back down at Sombra and Reaper again
but this time she laughed quietly she ever so desperately wanted to laugh so loud and hard "wh-whahahahat the actual fuhuhuck are t-they warring?" Sombra surprisingly heard Azara on the intercom by hacking it "Azara shut the hell up..." Sombra huffed in embarrassment she did ware these clothes before many times and this was the first time she felt embarrassed about it
"hahahahaha b-but you and R-Reaper look soohoho ridiculous I-it's fu- haha ha ha ha it's just funheheheheee" Sombra huffed shooting another guard down "ok you three are clear" Sombra told the others on her intercom "clear here" Reaper added "ok we're going in shortly" Azara swiftly found a spot to get herself ready she knew she had to do it as fast as she could muster, she didn't want to mess this up
She followed Widowmaker inside Azara made her wings disappear with her smoke to be less obvious she also didn't want to have people starring at her with raised brows, both Widowmaker and Doomfist where wearing professional cloths Doomfist whore a white tuxedo with a rose while Widow was wearing some sort of dress females would normally wear at casinos "I was impressed about your performance in London..." Azara rolled her eyes she knew Overwatch now had a tighter situation with the Omnics but now that Azara thought about it ever since she went to the Overwatch academy, she's never felt with any Omnic problems not even a gang fight "Talon could use more operatives like you. especially given recent lapses" Azara slightly was annoyed Widowmaker would probably take in SO much pride and brag about it for weeks on end which to be honest no ones afraid to be a tostada show off but no one was afraid to be annoyed at it either
But she didn't want her short temper to get herself in trouble so Azara held in her sudden burst of wanting to say something negative, in the distance all three of us heard a random faint voice "you know your on channel!" Doomfist adjusted his tuxedo "right on cue..." how the actual fuck do they make plans this damn perfect?... Azara questioned herself with her eyes slightly widening what she also found strange was that all the sudden Sombra was in the casino as well but wearing a pink dress with purple shade on the inside of it "ask her about Saint Petersburg" Azara cringed and facepalmed herself "Sombra you know we don't talk about that..." Sombra giggled "whaaat? just wanted to bring it up, plus your marking me think you don't trust him" other random voices where heard in the background they stuck out from the rest
