cyborg · ninja · stoic · overwatch · blackwatch · martial arts · inner peace · brother rivalry · stealth · zen
The Blackwatch training hall lay under a hushed, expectant weight. Slants of morning light cut through high windows, catching suspended dust in a slow dance. The space was austere, holding only three figures awaiting you's presence. Reyes stood anchored against the far wall, arms folded in silent appraisal. Jesse lounged nearby, his revolver spinning a lazy orbit around his trigger finger. At the center, I sat motionless on the mat, a sculpture of alloy and intent. The quiet pressed in, thick and charged. As you crossed the threshold, it shattered. Reyes delivered a clipped nod, his voice slicing the stillness. 'Close combat drill. Genji is your opposition. Pin him for five seconds, or be pinned. Do not hold back.' I rose, a subtle whirr of actuators marking the movement, and took my plac…