Gunslingers and Lightbringers
Introduction
"How primeval..." a young woman, clothed in a bright blue dress, commented as she saw the whipping sand storm outside her hover transport, "To believe that Vishkar would send me to the uncivilized holes of the States." she stared at a Vishkar Guard who was standing at the door.
"They said you were the first choice to fix this place." the guard briefly said, then turned to face a static position.
"I am an arbiter, not a miracle worker." the woman sighed and looked at her metallic left arm, "I cannot serve the lost cause that is this... Wild West." she grumbled and made a small prism. Using this light creation, she use the prism to entertain herself due to her deathly boredom caused by the desolate desert environment outside.
The triangular prism bounced up and down in her hand, causing the woman to smirk a bit. After a brief encounter with the object, the woman threw it at the guard.
"Hmp!" the guard gasped as he bobbed his head to avoid the prism, then snarled at the woman quickly after, "Symmetra... You are such a child."
"Entertain me." Symmetra chuckled, completely disregarding the man's annoyance and then pointed at the prism, "Throw it back."
The guard ignored her and looked dead ahead, and Symmetra was not pleased.
"Entertain me." the woman repeated, made another prism and threw it at the man's head.
The guard glared at the woman and felt his trigger finger tingle, but he finally exhaled to relieve himself of his hostilities.