Good Cop Bad Cop(Yana)

Yana stalked into the room, the door slamming shut behind her with a heavy click of a sliding bolt. "Well I suppose the rubber band is on the other claw now hey comrade?" She seated herself across from him. Opening a small folder on the table. It revealed several pictures of him as well as several written accounts, reports and documents on him.
She smirked at him unable to deny the irony in this. The last time they met he had restrained her, now he himself was restrained.
Yana sighed, glancing for a moment at the obvious two way mirror. "Unfortunately we need to start with the beginnings comrade so name and place of birth."

"Hey! It's you!" Ravi said, surprised at the site of the so called hero of Russia being his interrogator. "You can get me out of here, right?" He whispered, leaning across the table but then jumped back as she slammed the door and then sat the folder on the table. The thief recognized himself in the photos and if he was capable of reading Russian, he figured those write ups would have very unpleasant things to say about him. He let out a sigh as the interrogation began and slumped in his cold metal chair. "Ravi Dar... I was born somewhere in India. It wasn't Utopaea so it doesn't really matter what it was called..." He said, mildly disappointed at the way things were going.

"Yes I can." Yana said calmly. "Provided you do something for me comrade." A slim smirk crossed her face, what she intended to other wasn't really going to be much choice. The Russian Federation knew all too well that soon war would resume with the Omnics properly, they were going to have to fight with or without the assistance of the rest of the world.
"What I am about to tell you is classified tier one, national importance if you speak a word of this outside this room you will be killed, understand comrade?" Her tone happened to be dead serious.

"The Russian Federation is putting together a team of highly skilled individuals, the best." Yana paused for a brief moment, knowing that her superiors already intended to recruit him, provided he accepted. If not... Well the infamous gulag prison would no doubt deal with him.
"I cannot speak of the missions you might undertake." Yana said quietly. "But the enemies faced will be worthy and the chance for wealth or glory if that is what you desire will no doubt be plenty."

She leaned forward clasping her hands together, her elbows resting on the desk. "Do you accept? Your service may lead to a pardon or citizenship?"

Ravi at there and pondered the choice given to him and then smirked back. "So you want me to join the Russian Overwatch, right?" He said, trying to shrug with his hands cuffed to the table. "I'm really in between a rock and a hard place here. I'm guessing my alternate option is to never be heard from again." He then grinned wildly at her. "I'll join your little team." He said, leaning towards her. "If, let's say, you go on a date with me."

"Overwatch is dead comrade." She answered him bluntly. "There is no such thing as a Russian Overwatch." Yana knew the Russians were trying to grab hold of as many unique individuals as possible. From her own experiences, Yana quietly predicted to herself that this meant a suicide mission of some kind. Whether the rumours of Overwatch returning did not overly concern her, what bothered her more was defeating the Omnics as the Second Omni Crisis threatened to spill completely out of control.
Perhaps they might run into Overwatch operatives during their missions?

His condition surprised her, a eyebrow rose ever so slightly. "Pardon?" She inquired after a swift glance at the two way mirror as if she had been thrown off track by this sudden unexpected shift in the conversational pattern.

"It might be dead, but from the sounds of it, you're trying to get your own super team together. A bunch of diverse folks with crazy powers and backgrounds? Sounds like a Russian version of Overwatch to me." Ravi said, awkwardly shrugging again. He noticed Yana's reaction to his proposal and tried to hide his amused smirk, unsuccessfully however. "You heard me. The two of us, on a date. Just one, that's my condition for joining your team. Nothing to fancy, just dinner or something, the two of us. No cuffs, no tricks. Just a date. What do you say?"

"Trying to save the people of Russia and later the world." She believed it to be proper to first save the country she loved, later Yana would help to save the rest of the planet. One country at a time if needs be. Yana did not believe it was the Russian version of Overwatch, though it probably held some reference to the old one.
She sighed quietly. "Fine, I accept then." Yana looked at him smiling ever so slightly. "What if any arrangements do you have to make? Besides me releasing you from the restraints."

"I guess Russia is a good place to start. It is a big place to save after all." Ravi mused, shrugging as he began to fiddle with his fingers. "As far as arrangements go, besides my release from prison and joining the team, we just need to make the reservations." His fingers stopped and he grinned before he shook his wrists, knocking the cuffs off. "So, where do you want to go? I'll let you pick and I'll pay." He said, smiling as he reached across the table and grabbed his gloves. "Oh, for the record, I could have done that at any time."

"Of course the Motherland must be defended first." Yana responded with a fiery passion. She listened intently to what he had to say, Yana jumped startled and surprised when he shook the wrists restraints off. Yana thinking instinctively, she drew her sidearm the barrel of it aimed at his chest.
After a few tense moments she lowered her pistol, holstering it a second later. Her cheeks reddened slightly she put it off as nerves. "My apologises." The red head stood shortly afterwards.

"Sounds like a fair deal to me." She replied, though privately had no idea as to where the pair of them might actually go, "Noted..." Yana finally answered to his ability to escape from any level of restraint.

Ravi chuckled at the motherland comment but then a gun was pointed at him. "Whoa!" He shouted, throwing his hands up and instinctively creating a barrier between the two of them. Blushing just as much as she was, he slowly lowered his hands and let the barrier slowly fade. "Er...sorry about that." He said, sliding the cuffs across the table. "They were uncomfortable and I figured since I was part of the team now, there wasn't really a need to have them..." He said, smirking and shrugging. "So, what do you like to eat? Is there anywhere good to go around here for dinner?"

"Yes well I suppose you have a point there comrade." Yana said heading over to the door, knocking twice on it. Instead of it being opened by a police officer, a fully armoured RF soldier stood their. He was a giant of a man, barrel chested made even larger by the presence of his body armour. He towered over the small red head, his gaze flicked from her to him and back again before he stepped aside.
"Come comrade." She told Ravi smiling at him slightly as she led him into the corridor. There were a significant amount of soldiers here, clearly someone expected Ravi to make an attempt to run.

Yana gave no comment about the soldiers, she was used to the presence of the military even in unmilitary structures. "To answer your question I know the mess hall is good but... Not everyone is a fan of the food served there." She did not get much time away from the battlefield or from the army.
Plus her dislike of crowds did not help her too much.

Ravi was a bit unsure about the massive guard and gulped at the sight of him. Yana seemed to trust him though and at this point, he at least trusted her so he got up and followed, glancing back and forth at the line of guards. "So, uh, isn't this a bit...excessive..." He muttered once they cleared the hall full of soldiers and sighed. "And the mess hall, really? There's so many better options out there beyond mess hall food! There's bound to be some restaurant around here you want to go to? Not even like, a greasy spoon diner or anything?"

She shook her head. "We cannot have you refusing and then running off with the knowledge of such a task force." Yana replied to him with a smile. "After all Overwatch is banned by the UN but we are not." She still found it queer that a organisation like the United Nations actually existed. As far as she could actually tell, it did nothing to keep the peace and barely made even the most half hearted effort when it came to assisting others.
Whilst the Russians prepared to fight, the rest of the world looked away. Ignorance was not bliss.

"I don't get out much." She explained to him. "The only few restaurants I remember were not very open when I happened to last be in them what with the war and all."