Forgotten and Reclaimed [Open]

Ganymede tilted his head, hopping from foot to foot, as it ready to fliter off and back to the unit's shoulder. The crows did make the task rather uncomfortable. Predators watching. A whistle and tweet, the bird seemed to be inquiring of the machine, asking for a response. The light on his head remained dark, missing components for startup, awaiting installation of missing components. The bird took a chance and glided down to settle on the Bastion's head pecking at the glass and the metal, it'd worked in the past.

"Shoo, shoo little one." Paval said, trying to wave Ganymede away. One of the crows flew down and landing on top of Bastion's head, wings spread as it cawwed at the smaller bird. The larger bird began to angrily flap its wings and peck at Ganymede as the man returned to his work. Once the symbol of the skull was filled, he removed the drive. "Excellent, now let's see what Sombra's lateset little project is. Normally she's making viruses, not personality drives. Oh well." He then inserted the drive into the slot in Bastion's head. "Alright now, what will Talon's first Bastion unit be like?"

Ganymede would not be disuaded as the machine began to whirr to life, the light in it's head flickering blue, red and yellow; testing different modes. The little bird tilted his head and hopped from the machines head to his shoulder whistling and twittering. Seemed to be waiting for a returned whistle, Bastion's hud lit up it's former route and mission removed; GPS initializing, the latent god code had been removed, no longer under that old command. He began a rudimentary sweep of the area, standing up and testing servos. Everything was in working order, light settling to yellow. Ganymede tapped his head with his beak.

The Bastion unit turned to the bird, momentarily, then away ignoring it's twitters. "Bwee." A noise of acknowledgement, as he stood up straight, staring at Paval. Well it wasn't exactly an out of control killing machine, which was for the best, seemed to be waiting for instructions. Ganymede whistling again. Nothing. Hop from leg to leg the bird seemed rather persistent. Well, he wasn't leaving. "Bwee?"

"Excellent." Paval said, letting out a low chuckle. "Now that we have one, making more should be easy. Bastion unit, report to the fabrication lab!" He commanded before turning to Ganymede. "Don't think I didn't forget about you little friend." He turned to his desk and pulled out a syringe. "Let's see what I can do with you...I could always use a less conspicuous scout." He waved a hand and two crows swooped in, pinning the tiny bird. "Now just hold still, this won't hurt me a bit." He said, putting the syringe into the birds chest.

Ganymede was firmly on the Bastions shoulder, hiding behind his head as he began to move away Paval snatched the little bird. He gave a squeek and whistle of distress. Help please help. The machine bwooped and rotated on his hip joint light flickering from yellow to blue momentarily as his metallic hand snatched the little thing away. "Doo wee~" he cooed delighted, as he went to obey the command to march to the fabrication lab. Personality may have been altered but perhaps the machine was more complicate than it seemed. Bastion whistled as he walked. Chunk, chunk, chunk. The bird on his shoulder turned around to look at Paval tilting his head.

Well he'd been rescued at least. Even if Bastion was acting funny.

"Curses...I'll need to get Sombra to make an upgraded version for the mass produced units..." The doctor muttered as he returned the syringe to it's case and brushed a few feathers from his desk, wondering if they were his or his birds. He sent a crow to follow the Bastion, making sure that it went to where he ordered it to go. Then he made his way to one of the upper decks of the fortress, one of the few places where he could get fresh air and not have to worry about being in the way. A small flock of crows circled around him, awaiting orders. "Find Overwatch, keep tabs on them, report back with locations and any other details that you can." The crows all nodded and then flew off from Talon's head quarters and into every direction. "You can't hide from us for long Overwatch..."

Ganymede took to hiding out close to Bastion's head, with a whistle his attention would turn to the crows. Bastion turning to look at them. "bwee?" He asked, and got a twitter from the bird next to his head. "Doo, doo." He seemed to be getting to the correct place as he stomped down the hall, hud with the little guiding line to his destination. He continued to merrily beep a tune as he made his way there.

A few talon operatives noticed the Omnic stomping around and had various reactions. Some were surprised, others were afraid. A few helped him make his way to the fabrication section. Once there, Bastion was loaded up onto a platform and a massive machine began to whir around him. Lights glowed as a digital readout of Bastion began to form on several screens around the chamber. Staring with the internal workings and moving to the weapons systems and the outer shell. Eventually the machine slowed down and the lights faded, on the screens now a fully detailed schematic of the Bastion unit was displayed and was being uploaded to a central system. A team of scientists put the finishing touched, cleaning up the details. In a matter of several minutes, Talon had the schematics to make an entire army of Bastion units and program them however they wanted.

"doo wee?" Bastion asked as he watched the mechanism with fascination, where even was he at this point? He was of course listening to instructions but this place, why was he here? He didn't really remember deciding to come here. Maybe he'd walked? Altitude sensors denoted that was impossible they were high in the sky. He couldn't have walked here. STrange, he supposed he'd figure it out. He'd managed to figure out that birds came from white ovals...

As Bastion was being curious about his surroundings, someone moved through the shadows. Two faint 'thwip' sounds could be heard followed be two thuds as the scientists that had run the scans collapsed. "Shame I couldn't do that sooner." The man said, stepping out of the shadows and holstering his pistols. "They told me there was a Bastion unit up here and I didn't believe it, but bloody hell as I live and breath here you are." The agent said, admiring the machine, and smiling at the little bird on its. "Wait, no, not the time. Remember the mission Smith. Get the robot out." He muttered as he led the robot to the hanger, doing his best to avoid patrols before coaxing the robot into a small escape pod. "Alright friend, you'll be safe soon. Just hold on tight and enjoy the ride." Agent Smith hit the eject button, sending the Bot and Bird hurtling towards the Earth. As they approached the ground, a parachute deployed and slowed their descent until they landed neatly on the ground. The secret agent chuckled. "Job well done Smith, spend long enough in a place like this and you get to do heroics every so often." He heard the sound of guards approaching and quickly popped open and tucked into an air duct, returning to his mission to spy and sabotage the Talon Headquarters.