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looking for an engineer for a side project.
experience with bioweapons preferred.
if you need ultimate execution details to work, don't bother.
you'll just be wasting both of our time.

information is need to know.

[And, for visibility's sake, he attaches an image of one of these sitting on the railing of his treehouse.]

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[ Her first inclination is to snap "I don't know, that's why I'm asking you." But that's the benefit of text-- she can stop and really think it over. Maybe he's toying with her. She'd already expected that, since she didn't know if he'd actually answer her truthfully.

Or maybe it's a test. Jack had tested her too, hadn't he? (Even though it backfired on him.)

Besides, she's been mulling this over for months. She has a few ideas. ]

it was personal. you'd want to look him in the eye when you killed him. so close-range weapons like a knife, maybe a gun. even if you wanted to blow him up, you wouldn't be in the building when it blew. you'd be somewhere with a good vantage point to watch. so you were fighting and a third person blew up hq to wipe both of you out.

so. am i getting warmer?

not bad, for a rookie.

[Which was as much of a confirmation as he would offer. The idea of whether it was premeditated or not is not information he bothers to give -- it wouldn't change her opinion, and it was also none of her business as far as he was concerned.]

i'm not that sort of psychopath.

[ She starts typing out a snappy retort, but erases it. No, she has to swallow it down and be remotely civil.

Lena's sure he knows she's holding back. She wonders if he's laughing. ]

so which part did i get wrong?

it'll be a fun mystery for you to solve when you get back to london.

[There's a pause between messages. This might have been a harder conversation to have if it wasn't over text -- truth be told, Lena Oxton's entire persona was a result of the failure of the organization.

It still makes him angry.]

if you get back, that is.

[ Frustration bubbles up in her. She should've expected as much from Reaper. And, truthfully, wouldn't Reyes do the same? Withholding information was his specialty after all. But he's not the only one. How many people have lied to her, shut her out, said they've given up on Overwatch? And she's only counting Thisavrou.

Sometimes she feels like the only one who still gives a shit.

And now with the threats. She should've seen that coming too. ]

what's that supposed to mean

gotta wait your turn, like the rest of us.

[And who was to say that their turn would ever come. But also, he could kill her. That was a given.

He makes no plans to, unless she gets in his way. Just like everyone else. Maybe after he's taken Jack out.]

[ He's right, though she's not dropping her guard an inch. Who's to say he won't get bored and go after her? Or try to thin out the ranks of ex-agents here?

Ugh. She's starting to get paranoid. ]

right.

changed your mind about going after ex-agents?

i have more pressing matters to attend to here.

[Your paranoia fuels this old grump.]

[ I thought that was the souls of the innocent. ]

ouch, my pride.

you seemed so excited about wiping us all out. or was that talon's mission? you're their lapdog after all.

[ If being diplomatic didn't work, maybe pissing him off will.

Or maybe he'll just keep messing with her. Who knows. ]

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[She's so much like so many of the young soldiers they'd tricked into the Soldier Enhancement Program. So much like a young Jack Morrison, before he lost his way.

Too bad.]

guess that's just another mystery you'll have to solve. talon's not here.

[ Nothing she does seems to rattle him. It's just frustrating her at this point.

Again, lucky it's text and not video. ]

*you're* talon, aren't you?

no.
i'm reaper.

[ DID HE REALLY JUST DO THAT ]

ha. ha.

you know that's a stupid name.

when was the last time you picked a codename, Oxton?

you know when.

don't think all of the codenames have been used up between then and now. kind of scraping the bottom of the barrel there.

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