"You can go up if you want, you know," Kyo smiled at Brian. It was a warm, friendly smile that didn't ease any of Brian's nervousness.
"Honestly, I'm confused that I am allowed to be even this far." Brian snorted as he waved a hand around the large underground parking area. "I mean, the others are all down here too."
"Ha!" Brian was staggered forward by a blow on the back. Looking over his shoulder, the female member of Hana's security detail grinned openly at him. She was on the broader side with white hair that hung just past shoulder length. He could see the dull glow of her biotic implant eyes twinkling. The others called her Mama for some reason. "We can go up if we want. There is just not much of a reason for us. You might get a nice show in her room as she gets her things."
Blinking for a moment, it took Brian's brain a few moments to catch up with what Mama meant. "Gah! No!" Brian's eyes snapped wide and he waved his arms in front of himself frantically.
"Either way," Kyo said, coming to Brian's rescue. "You are the type of boy that can keep secrets, I think."
The look of mild terror melted from Brian's face as he looked at the spy master. Which was what Brian was convinced this man was. It was replaced with...well, mild terror, but of a different kind. What does he know? What can I do about it if I wanted anyway?
"Oh don't worry my boy," Kyo dropped a friendly hand on Brian's shoulder. "I don't know nearly as much as Miss Song seems to believe."
"And what is it you do know," Brian grimaced. This wasn't really the kind of thing he expected when he agreed to this trip. Sure, he knew Hana was super popular, but the sheer amount of insanity around her never really hit him until he saw it for himself, in person.
Kyo's smile turned sly for a moment before he chuckled. "I know you originally were born in the western United States. You moved to Oasis at the age of seven. When you were ten there was some for of accident at your parents lab that left you severly injured. Your parents, along with one Moira O'Deorain, were able to save your life. The specific nature of the accident as well as the treatment is unknown, however, whatever it was, your parents and Moira were 'encouraged' to move on. "During your recovery, while bedridden, you began to play online games, where you met one Hana Song. Together you played until Miss Song became a celebrity.
Making a face Brian made a small nod. He wasn't particularly pleased to have his life reduced to a few paragraphs in a report somewhere
"At the age of thirteen, your parents were killed during the capture of Doomfist by Overwatch agents," Kyo actually looked sympathetic, but, thankfully, didn't say anything. "Two years ago, you and Miss Song reconnected."
"Thank the gods," one of the other guards chuckled. "Things were getting weird and was getting sad."
"Right," Mama, added with her infectious grin. "Her whole world seemed to change. She was happy again."
Blinking, Brian could feel his face redden.
"A little over a year ago, there was a small...incident, at the Overwatch exhibit in Numbani," Kyo smirked, taking a small pity on the boy. There was a bit of a chain reaction that led you to this moment."
"Well...yeah…" Brian scratched the back of his head for a moment. "Okay...well…"
"Now, I must leave you here," Kyo bowed slightly. "I'm sure that Miss Song will not be much longer."
As the older man turned and walked away, disappearing around a pillar, Brian hesitantly turned to the small group of Hana's security detail. They were all staring at him with various levels of grins. "So…" he said after a moment. "What is going to happen anyway?"
"Miss Song is gathering some special….things," Mama chuckled. "Then we go to the house she owns. You two get to have some fun. Play games. Or...whatever." Mama looked him over slowly and gave him an only slightly predatory smirk. "We hang around the perimeter. Have a nice rest in the guest house. Maybe borrow the pool."
"She has a pool?" Brian blinked. "Why doesn't she spend more time there?"
"Work," the tall thin agent shrugged. Brian realized nobody had actually said his name. And now it would be too awkward to ask. Maybe if he just waited, somebody would say it. "She's a member of Meka, after all. So she needs to be near headquarters as much as possible."
"Besides," a rather pudgey agent, Dan, added. "Miss Song has had issues with civilians just showing up. The only reason she's doing it now is so she can spend time with you alone."
Taking a deep breath, Brian looked at the ceiling for a moment before turning back to the group. He had just opened his mouth to talk-
"Hey, this the bag boy?" a rather irritated sounding male voice called out in korean. "Looks like a little shit to me."
Turning around, a young man was walking through the garage, staring daggers at Brian. The man was taller than he was, a bit broader as well. He was dressed in a mechanics overalls that were, like his face, smudged in grease and oil.
And he clearly didn't know Brian could speak korean.
"Is that guy...mad at me?" Brian asked, switching to english. He looked at the small team with his back to the new guy and gave them a small wink. The agents chuckled slightly, then shrugged, all in.
"Pff, can't even speak," the man snorted. "What the hell was Hana thinking?"
"He's Miss Song's guest, Dae-Hyun," Mama tilted her head slightly as she looked over her sunglasses at the man.
"You should go home, kid," Dae-Hyun gave Brian a dirty look, but continued speaking in korean. Brian just tilted his head slightly and looked puzzled.
"He seems to not like me much," Brian turned his back on the mechanic to look at the agents. "Does he speak english?"
"Of course I do, you ignorant-" Dae-Hyun started, actually shifting to english for the first time, as he took Brian's shoulder and spun him around.
"Hey! Sorry I took so long!" Hana's voice called out as the elevator doors opened, disgorging not only her, but the entire Meka team. Seeing Dae-Hyun and Brian, she frowned slightly. "Something wrong?"
"No! Of course not!" Dae-Hyun grinned as he wrapped an arm around Brian's shoulds and giving her a sunny smile. "Right?"
Brian was about to speak, but Dae-Hyun gave a strong squeeze. The mechanic was pretty well built under that grease. "Sure…." Brian said at last, giving Hana his beast airheaded expression. "Just excited to be here and working for you!"
"I...see…" Hana's frown shifted to one of confusion as she glanced at her team. "Anyway, guys, this is Brian!"
Running over, Hana grabbed Brian's hand and pulled him out of Dae-Hyun's grip and over to her team. She stopped in front of a man with silver hair and a childish grin. "This is Casino, Jae-Eun."
Jae grabbed Brian's free hand and shook it aggressively. "Hey, man! Great to meet you!"
"And this is King, Kyung-Soo, he's our leader."
Next, Hana took him to a taller man. He wore glasses with rims that reminded Brain of the ones Mei wore. He gave off a very charismatic vibe as he gave Brian a warm smile and shook his hand with a bit more decorum than Jae had. "Hello, Brian. I saw your incident on the news. I hope they mobs didn't give you a bad taste of Korea."
"Nah," Brian smiled back with a small shrug. And in Korean. "Not a big deal. I know how important Hana is."
"Oh, good answer," the other female member of the Meka team chuckled as she almost shoved Kyung out of the way. "I'm , Yuna!"
"Ah! Yeah!" Brian laughed as he shook her hand lightly. "You kicked my ass regularly in BattleMeka Four Thousand when I first started playing with Hana!"
"Told you he'd remember," Yuna grinned as she glanced over her shoulder at the last member of the team. "Pay up!"
"Ugh, fine," the last member grimaced. "I'm Overlord, Seung-Hwa, but you knew that." Slapping some bills into Yuna's hand, Seung pushed the girl out of his way and shook brian's hand. He was slightly taller than Brian, but shared his slimmer build. He looked about as young as Brian did. The two of them looked into each other's eyes and shared the mutual pain of looking like eternal sixteen year olds.
"He can speak korean?!" Dae-Hyung cried with indignation.