Roadrat - The perfect gift
“Simulation terminated. Thank you for your contribution, please vacate the simulation chamber.”
Gone. The blood, the screaming, the wasteland of spent shells and mines, all gone in the blink of an eye. Across the chamber the victors watched Tracer lead her disgruntled team away; a loss was a painful thing, no one wanted to hang around for the taunting.
“Ratty! Me and Brigitte and Lucio are going for pizza and GTA! Wanna join?” The MECH was gone, D.Va sprung and leaped onto Brigitte's back without a moment's pause. Her smile was touching, deeply so. Warm, inviting. Even Hana's companions smiled, extending the invite and its sincerity. Involuntarily, Junkrat cast a look to his other teammates but Roadhog had long since departed, exhausted and eager for the peace. For a moment Junkrat's chest became heavy, just for a moment. Then Lucio gave him an encouraging nudge, and Junkrat's concern quickly evaporated. “Yeah, I wanna blow things up!”