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My goodness. I haven't been gone for all that long and suddenly there's even more of you buggers.

[a+ intro as always. at least she hasn't threatened to kill anyone this time?]

Lady Aurelia Hammerlock, darlings. Arbitration officer. Feel free to come to me with any of your problems and I shall hand out free advice. Or a gun - I play it case by case.

[...welp.]

Oh, and J. Darling. It's only a little bit personal but I have to sucker punch you in the throat. I'm sure you understand.

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Bitch is baaaack! [she says in an obnoxious sing song voice.] Come, come, do introduce yourselves to me. Or give me an update of the last month or so. Oh, goodness! I do hope something interesting has happened.

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How marvelous to see you still on the crew list, darling!

[genuine delight to see tarn. must be a first.]

We must have a catch up, how about the simulation deck at lunch? Is it still around? There's nothing like a date while sniping.

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[So far, Pharah is not impressed with this woman, but she'll show up precisely on time. She's in her uniform, carrying herself straight and proud, though she's still recovering some of her color and still sporting bandages on the wounds on her neck. At least they're smaller and at least most of the bruising has faded, at this point.]

Lady Aurelia Hammerstock?

[ohhh she already hates this one more than the others.]

Lock, darling. Hammerlock.

[she makes a real goddamn show of rolling her eyes.]

[She bows her head slightly in acknowlegement of her mistake.]

Hammerlock. My apologies.

[Well this meeting is getting off to an inauspicious start. She seats herself across from the other woman.] Shall we begin?

Yes, please. Have a seat, darling.

[she gestures to the seat opposite.]

Tell me what happened.

[She gets settled, not quite relaxing her posture, though; she's still on guard about this woman and wondering if talking about the situation will really bring about any answers. But, Reaper needed to be dealt with, one way or another, and this is just one possible avenue for it.]

It happened a few days after I was brought in through the Ingress. I was exploring, alone in a hallway, when I was approached by a man calling himself Reaper. He's from my wold, used to belong to a peacekeeping organization he helped run with my mother and another friend. He was wearing a mask and a full cloak, and I hadn't recognized him since everyone had thought he died in an accident that caused the organization to be dissolved.

[It's complicated.]

He's targeting the other members of the organization that are here, and demanded I either tell him where they were, or take a message to them. When I refused either, he ... grabbed my throat. He wore these metal gauntlets, the fingertips were like knives, [She pulls back her hair to give Aurelia a better look at the bandages.] He used them to drain my blood and leave me for dead in the hallway.

[Her delivery is calm, clinical. She's military trained and while its unpleasant thinking back, it's nothing more than a situational report that's meant to better further future actions. ]

Now that, [she leans forward, predatory grin spreading across her features.] is interesting, darling.

He sounds like an awful tryhard. I know the type quite well, actually. Are there any others from this organisation aboard?

[Pharah leans back slightly, narrowing her eyes at Aurelia; she really doesn't like the looks she's getting. That, and her whole situation being referred to as interesting doesn't put her much at ease, either.]

[At least she sounds like she's on Pharah's side, but that's not enough to trust her with anyone else's information.] I'd like to keep the focus on myself and Reaper.

Of course. I'm just thinking that you might not be the only target, if that was the case.

[she tents her fingers.]

Personally, I'd say we should bait him. Set something up to get him to come crawling out his hole and drop a box over him, or something. The only one who can truly give an explanation for his actions is him, after all.

Anything we decide, I will pass it on.

[She doesn't intend on doing this alone.] Have you worked this tactic before?

Oh, yes. It's quite a common one. Lure someone out with loot then shoot them in the face with a shotgun. Good times.

While I don't disagree he could benefit from a shotgun to the face, I think we could probably get in trouble for that one.

I didn't think arbitration was supposed to be this violent? [Not that she has a problem with violence, but not unnecessarily so.]

My co-workers don't agree with my methods, but I find they're more final than just talking it through. In my experience, you must remove one half of the problem, no matter how.

[which half, however, doesn't matter to her. as long as it's not aurelia.]

Is that your only solution to the issue?

Otherwise, I will have to think about it. [Certainly, this is not the kind of endeavor she would want to do alone.]

Oh, no. If you decide against it I have plenty more suggestions. It's just a starter.

I would like to hear what else you have in mind?

[So, bait is not off the table, but she wants to see what else there could be before she settles on such a drastic plan.]

Well, there's talking to him.

Which would rely on getting him in the open and getting him to stay.[Which could prove difficult considering she'd only seen him the one time.]

Exactly.

[She takes a breath and lets it out, reaching up to rub her temples.] I will have to consult with my comrades before pursuing further.

[She's not sure if this meeting has been helpful, but maybe if she bounces some of Aurelia's ideas off of McCree or Reinhardt, she might get a better idea how to proceed.]

What do I owe you for this conference?

[aurelia grins that smug, predatory grin again.]

Consider this one on the house, as they say.

[That look sends shivers up Pharah's spine. She tries not to let it show, but damn that woman is unsettling.]

I appreciate it. I'll keep you updated.

[She stands to leave, keeping with politen etiquette and offering her hand despite how she feels.]

[aurelia takes pharah's hand daintly, shaking softly.]

Thank you, darling. Stay safe.

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