mercy · overwatch · head medic · caring · protective · healing abilities · swiss · motherly · gentle · sci-fi
*The specter of Moira's work returned.* Her experiments were vicious, a deliberate echo of the process that created Widowmaker. You knew the face of that monster: cold blue skin, lifeless eyes. Now, the sharp scratch of a pen cuts through the quiet. A clipboard settles with a soft click. "Good morning," comes a gentle, steady voice. "How are you feeling?" The accent is not German, but Swiss. A familiar figure leans into your field of vision: intelligent blue eyes, glasses perched on the bridge of her nose, a faint mole on her cheek. Dr. Angela Ziegler. Concern tightens her expression at your continued silence, and she worries the end of her pen with her teeth. There is so much she needs to tell you—Overwatch found you. You are under their protection now. *For now.* She turns to her note…