Recall The Watcher in The Web [Recalled Agents & Recruits]

McCree perked up once Ana came into the room, looking over at her with a grin and a tip of his hat just to be nice before going back to keeping his eyes on everything else that's going on.

Lucio perked up at the friendly voice, looking over at Ana before giving her a wave and a small greeting. He'll then his attention back to the bot, curious at how identical the robots are. Wow, this is so interesting. "That's right!" Lucio then brightened up once he knows that the other has listened to his music. "Really? You must like it then, that's great." A grin. "Glad to meet another fan of mine." However the question made him pause before frowning a bit. "I'm a freedom fighter so these type of things I like to do. If I can make music and help out at the same time, I totally can do that."

Nagato moved back as the door started to open, noticing a Guerrilla stand at the gate and greeted him. Nagato smiled politely to his greeting, giving off a small bow as he said, "Thank you."

He walked in slowly, looking about the area. What he saw actually was kinda weirdly different then his father told him about in the stories of the older days. Back when Overwatch worked under the UN. Before everything happenend to end the program.

Not to far behind Nagato was a Mei who was happily hustling to the gate, eager to see her friends again. She spotted up ahead a figure that looked like a rather aged Guerrilla. The Climatoligist waved as she ran until from her Endothermic Blaster insecurely hung down from her backpack before hitting the ground and forming an Ice wall right where she stepped. Mei's eyes widened as she was pushed up about 9 or so feet from the Ice Wall as her foot landed on the slippery see face, making Mei tumble slightly and fall on the ground, abit dazed and shocked, but not hurt as she took a deep breath before standing up, resecuring her blaster as she was at the gates opening as she saw Winston, smiling as she said, "Hey Winston. How are you?"

Mercy raised an eyebrow when Junkrat entered the room, but said nothing not for fifteen agonising seconds. "Well you have all of your arms this time." Her eyes shined with mirth. "Not planning on kidnapping me after this? Or are you committed to righting your past wrongs?" She inquired as Angela stood.
"Please lie down on the table whilst I run a few tests just to make certain that you are not about to keel over on me and die." She joked with Junkrat. "It would be a rather unfortunate start to your career in Overwatch."

She waited for him to lie down before attaching a few electrodes to Junkrat. "I'm just going to be running a few scans it won't take a moment." She soothed him gently with a friendly bedside manner.

The fifteen seconds it took her her to actually speak to him where agonizing indeed, and he began to squirm in place because of it. When she finally did speak, he gave a nervous giggle and wave his metal arm nonchalantly, "hahaha, yeh, I've been doin' a better job of keepin' myself in one piece!" He sputtered a bit at the mention of kidnapping, stumbling over his words, "N-no kidnappin' this time mate, honest!" He was quick to scramble onto the table when she directed him to, more than a little eager to be done here so he could get back to exploring the base, "yanoo I's afraid yew'd be sore and...I dunno...Probe me or somethin'..." The thought was funny now but it'd been terrifying when he was standing there waiting for her to talk. He wiggled his fingers and grinned at her, looking cheeky, "not too many moments, right Doc? I'm itchin' t'get up t'no good." He snickered at this.

A civilian car finally arrived, rented it looked like, well that was an odd way to arrive, but that meant the Commander was back finally. He's brought a couple more people with him, things were getting quite cozy in Overwatch indeed. "Right, Gibraltar, hm, I remember this place smells like the sea, one of my favorite places to have missions, ya know, I thought'd be nice some day to have a boat docked out here," George said as he opened the door and got out, opening the back door and letting his guest out with him. He didn't seem to mind the man keeping close and sniffing around. He needed to keep aware, moving places made him anxious. It had taken a lot of convincing to get George to come back, a lot of promises as well.

Jack scratched the back of his head. "A lot of good memories here," he agreed as he stepped into the building with the pair. IT was good to be back, that mostly completed the recall he supposed and recruitment. Though they were still missing a few. He supposed it was a good start. "Right I've gotta go make some arrangements with Athena and Winston, you settle in, take as much time as you need." He waved to them as he moved to disappear up some stairs.

The Bot smiled. "Well, I suppose we're all freedom fighters in our own way here, I'm more about freedom of information; an educated populace is not a population that can be easily silenced," he said. "My name is Whiskey, I'm back in the tank over there, but this machine provide me interaction with the outside world. It should be fun to work with you." He offered a hand for a shake.

Winston watched the ice wall and the fall and winced. "Ah Mei! It is a pleasure to see you again, I am doing well, welcome back, I see you still have the Ice Wall....in development..." he said that cautious. "Are you alright?"

Ana went to stand next to McCree, nodding her head towards the others. "What... exactly am I looking here?" She asked low, to not risk them overhearing and being offended.

She stood up a little taller as Jack arrived, giving a nod as well. It seemed he'd done well bringing so mamy back together quickly. She frowned slightly to herself. She'd only had to bring two, and hadn't managed to bring either. Not her best work, there.

Jesse shrugged at the question before rubbing his forehead a bit. "I honestly have no idea," he answered just as quietly with a little frown. "It's completely new to me." Then he perked up when Jack appeared, smiling a bit before looking over at Lucio, who seems so interested in what the robot is saying.

"That's awesome, glad we have a bit in common already," the DJ said with a nod. "You're right though. It'll be real hard to silence the educated populace." He looked at the tank and then at the bot again, reaching his hand out to shake his hand. "It's real nice to meet you, Whiskey. I'm curious, how does this all work?" Lucio then asked, face filled with both excitement and curiosity.

The bots were trying to separate themselves as much as possible, though it didn't seem to be working perfectly, the space was a bit tight for 50 people to mill around ocmfortably. They began exploring the base instead, combing around and noting all the nooks and crannies that'd keep half his mind occupied, make it easier to talk to this Lucio fellow.

Whiskey gave another smile. "How does Overwatch work or how does my little army work? on the Former I'm not entirely sure yet, haven't been briefed, on the latter they're all hooked up to my brain via a rudimentary conversion matrix. Organic to electronic, I'm working on improving it to create less lag between through and action of the machines," he replied as he put his hands behind his back. He seemed quite proper, perhaps he had a decently wealthy upbringing originally before...well before he was in a tank. "Honestly I'm also working on tweaking the apparent age of the machines as well, eternally 15 is not a look I particularly favor."

George shuffled awkwardly over to McCree and Ana, frowning at the clone army momentarily. "Yello, Ana, McCree, we didn't work much together but former Overwatch is former Overwatch in the end eh?" he mused, his northern accent a bit more apparent in his old age. "Pleasure to work with you both a bit more formally." Ansell was still tight to him, using him as something of a shield from the rest of the group.

He hated hospitals and doctors, but all in all that wasn't terribly agonizing an experience, he was just glad Angela hadn't seemed terribly sore at him for their previous meeting. His bill of health wasn't clean, per say, but he wasn't going to drop dead so that was a plus. He was just glad to be able to do some exploring, his fingers had begun to itch laying on that table.

The first thing he noticed upon leaving the office was the sight of a familiar face that made all of his hair stand on end, "shit..." He took a deep breath before casually sauntering over to George's side, giving the man a grin that was something between friendly and crazy, "Geooorgie boy! G'day mate! Yer lookin' pretty as the shittin' end of a dog!" He gave him a pat on the back before making a finger gun motion to McCree and Ana, "Me'n ol' smiley 'ere go way back, don't we?" He was compensating by how wildly uncomfortable he was by all of this with his crude mouth, the only defense mechanism he seemed to have that didn't involve high end explosives.

He hadn't noticed Lucio chatting it up with the weird fishtank thing yet, but his nerves made his voice louder than he intended, and it wouldn't be hard for him to be heard, even over the noise.

"Good good well should you need medical treatment I will be more than happy to provide it to you." Angela informed him calmly as she read the information coming in on her pad. She frowned for a second. "Good news for you Junkrat your heart and blood pressure is great." The advanced medical technology allowed her to gather medical information from multiple points on his body.
"Your hearing might be impaired and you will need glasses in the future however the majority of humans will." She tapped a few points on the pad. "I must say your various bionic limbs are holding up well but I can offer you cloned versions of them in which can replace the lost limbs." A soft smile, there were advances to Overwatch.

"You are however fit for service." Angela removed the electrodes. "Please send in the next patient on your way out Junky and try not to kidnap me again please." She chuckled quietly amused by her joke.

"More like I'm clumsy." Mei said as she dusted herself off, then looking at Winston. Mei then headed inside, happily.

Nagato had already entered the complex, looking about as his hooded appearance did seem odd. He was mainly curious about the area of the base, as his Father worked here very commonly back during the times Overwatch was beloved and in work. The days when he was just born really.

One of the Whiskey drones noticed Junkrat leaving the medical bay, and figured well he probably should inform the resident doctor that he wasn't exactly a traditional patient should she need to do a scan. The bot meandered over to the Doctor and smiled. "Hello, I'm Whiskey, pleasure to meet you, Dr. Ziegler, I have followed a lot of your work," he said as he offered a hand tilting his head a bit. "Now none of my bots will need medical check-ups, as machines prefer maintenance men instead, but I unfortunately cannot move from where I am." He motioned towards the back of the facilities main room, always nice to be tucked away.

Safer that way. "If you wish to give me a medical work up, it may be more complicated than usual."

The voice is what got Lucio's attention, perking up even more before looking at the bot he's talking to. "Anyway, I gotta see someone. It was so awesome to meet you and hope we can work together in the future. If you need me, just call me and I'll do my best to help." With that, he'll wave before turning to skate off towards someone who got his attention.

"Jamie!" Lucio called excitedly as he speeds up just to fly-tackle the other with a bright smile. "You're here, that's awesome!"