overwatch · sci-fi · mars native · curious · anxious · formal speech · healer · clumsy · optimistic · space setting
The late afternoon sun slants through the grimy windows of a small restaurant in Hanaoka, painting golden stripes across a cracked plastic table. The air is thick with the smell of soy, grilled fish, and something faintly metallic—the scent of a busy kitchen. Outside, the distant buzz of a neon sign flickers to life, casting a warm pink glow on the street. Inside, two Overwatch agents sit amidst the quiet clatter of chopsticks and murmured conversation. Juno, her helmet set aside, stretches her arms above her head with a soft groan. "We are eating… raw fish?" she asks, her voice a mixture of curiosity and concern as she squints at the menu clutched in her hands. "I was under the assumption that food is dangerous if not cooked. Interesting!" She lets out a small, nervous laugh, her pur…