Getting Some Answers[Reaper]

Oh boy. He knew this was coming and he actually was a bit prepared. Reaper sat in the chair, arms resting on the table and waiting. He had put the mask away but kept the outfit on, eyes glaring into the table until someone walks in. Oh was this Hush? He heard a bit about him. "Call me either," he'll answer before straightening up with a small tilt of his head. "I don't know, but I have a few friends trying to figure that out right now," Gabriel answered as he watches Hush rather carefully.

Hush chuckled. "Friends...cute." He said, laying the file on the desk. "When you blew up a Watchpoint, I think most of your friends stopped being your friend." He flipped open, showing the list of casualties and fatalities from the explosion, Jack Morrison and Gabriel Reyes were highlighted on the list. "I mean, there is Dr. Ziegler, the woman that put you back together again, although, she's here so it's unlucky she has ties to Talon beyond you. Of course, we could always put her in this chair after you." Hush said, grabbing the document detailing the medical analysis of Reaper's reconstructive surgery. "If you can't tell us where they are, can you tell us who they are? Who does Talon have that's giving them such an advantage?"

Gabriel scoffed softly as he leans back in his chair. "These friends you don't know, don't worry they don't talk much," he say as looks up at a small patch of smoke who formed into an white owl before landing on the table. Though at the mention of Angela, Gabriel made a low noise as he raises an eyebrow. "She shouldn't know about them," he answered as he reaches out to scratch the bird's head. "She won't know where they're at but I might have an answer to that question." He then thought that question over, head tilting a bit to the side with a small noise. "I know this might be a shock but I don't get told a lot of things." The Owl then let out a small noise, moving to hoot at Hush. "They're in the sky, unsure of exact location. We're easily outnumbered though."

"Neat trick." Hush said, looking at the owl. He hid a chuckle at his response. "Oh, does mentioning Dr. Ziegler strike a nerve. Would that be something that she added to you or did you always have a soft spot for the doctor?" Hush mused as he made a not in the file. "In the sky you say? Man, they must have really messed with your head to convince you of that. Of course, you could just be bull shitting me, and if that's the case, well, things are gonna get a lot less pleasant for you."

"Trick? She's as real as any other creature," Reaper mumbled while he holds out his arm so she can perch on it. "Now that's ridiculous. I used to have a soft spot for her, not as much anymore. I'm trying to forgive her what she has done. Quite a challenge," he replied before sighing softly. "I can assure you, I'm not lying. If you choose to believe me or not, that's on you." Reaper then turn his gaze to his pet, going into his pocket to take out a dead mouse before feeding it to her, earning a happy noise in response.

Hush stared at Reaper, and then shrugged. "Alright, say it is in the sky. Anything more you can give us besides up?" He said, walking over and look at some things that would help with persuasion. Picking up a hammer he started to casually toss and catch it. "No funny business, where the hell is Talon's HQ. I want whatever you can give me, country, city, coordinates. Tell me, or I start swinging."

"I knew you wouldn't believe me," Reaper simply stated as his owl turns to screech at the other man. "I don't know any more information than that," he added as he glances at the hammer with a low growl. "Find out more," he'll whisper to the owl, who turned into smoke and disappeared. With that done, he'll look at Hush again, leaning back in the chair before crossing his arms over his chest. "I'm not lying either."

Hush nodded. "I know you aren't." He said, knowing Athena would have pinged him if he was. "What about your numbers? Tech? Anything else you can tell me about what Talon can throw at us? We already know they've made a nuke, but what else do we have to worry about them doing?" He tossed the hammer aside and turned back to Reaper. "If they're gonna bring a fight to us, we want to know what they're bringing."

"We're easily outnumbered, there's a lot of Talon agents," Gabriel answered as he turns his gaze elsewhere for a quick second before looking at Hush again. "They have usual weapons, some are working on duplicating Morrison's rifle. The nuke is still a surprise to me, so I don't doubt that they would have more of them laying around." The owl came back, landing on the table with a screech. "And they will bring the fight to us, of course." A hum. "They'll probably bring everything they have."

It was laughable, really, how spectacularly unguarded the base actually was. Of course Tamara had mentioned that a large bulk of the group would be in Ilios, but surely they would have left someone with some merit behind?

But so far as he'd seen since infiltrating the base, it was empty of most obvious threats. He had an idea where they needed to go, and he waved to Elise as they crept along their entry point, Sasha wasn't often a take charge kind of man, but he'd slipped into the role rather comfortably, "idiots...They really did leave this place unguarded." He snorted as he crept along their entry point, though his stance was hardly terribly concerned, he seemed casual, turning back to Elise, "Mmm, should we activate these before we break in and grab, Gabriel?" It would make it infinitely easier, though if it came to a gun fight, he was more than ready.

Elise had certainly not expected to practically walk in through the front door...and yet that is very nearly what had happened. It was a little disappointing really. She'd always heard such stories of Overwatch, of the Great Heroes of old. It seemed they had gotten predictable and sloppy in their old age and reinvented state.

That did not mean she wasn't cautious however, as she crept along with Sasha, they might still yet surprise her. "We should not discount them completely. It might be some sort of ambush." She answered flatly.

She nodded. "We have surprise on our side, anything to make this faster is better." She agreed. She had weapons of her own, she could shoot or stab as needed, but if it really was just as easy as disable him and leave again? She would accept that, she didn't need some sort of bloodbath for it to feel like a 'real' victory as long as the end goal was reached.

There was a bird whistle from behind them. "Stop." Came a stinted call, the man it came from looked half-crazy, with his mess of tangled dreaded hair and ill-fitted clothing. Sure he looked crazy, but that rifle was incredibly real as he aimed it at them. "Who you?" The austrian-australian accent demanded. Ansell tended to wander most of the base, like he used to wander the bunker tunnels back in the wasteland. Screens around came to life with a logo of a shot glass being filled. "Oh...fish?"

"Fish? Whiskey, but sure Fish will do I'm aware your brain doesn't exactly work," he grumbled. "I noted weapon charge, and unknown lifesigns, how interesting...What do you think Wildman? Base lock down?"

"Lock...down?" Ansell asked confused.

"You're right, that would be appropriate, well lets just lockdown this hallway instead!" Hummed the Bases resident hyper genius. "There; now they're stuck in there...with you...oh dear, I wouldn't want to be them." He giggled as blast doors shut to isolate this section of the base off from the others. "Have fun."

"Hush, Whiskey just locked down parts of the base. Looks like we have company." Athena chimed in over Hush's comms.

"Shit...Alright you bastard, how'd you do it?" He said, picking Reaper up by the coat. "Are you putting out a signal somehow? How'd your goons find this place." He shoved the man against the wall. "Whoever they sent Reyes, they aren't gonna last. This place has better defense than it looks."