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Farouk looked at her for a moment.
"I always wondered how that worked out. Between your folks I mean."
Noche growled.
"He attacked and bit a human man, and took his form. I still got the powers. Is that a satisfactory answer?"
Farouk and Richard nodded.
"Yeah. That'll work."
Reinhardt spoke up.
"Why did that have to be explained?"
Noche face palmed so hard her cybernetics vibrated against her skull, and she sighed.
"Because I'm the same height as my mother, but my father is 7 ½ tall with three times as much muscle as you. Oh, and he's a alien dinosaur. A lot had to be explained."
Reinhardt shivered.
"Alright then…..I suppose that did have to be explained. Are you all coming in bigger groups now or-"
Farouk shrugged.
"I think now they've decided to come in threes to get everyone over here so we can go ahead and launch the final strike on Talon in this time period."
Reinhardt got up.
"That seems like a good strategic move. I look forward to meeting the rest of you as well. I'm….curious to see what you all are capable of together."
Richard grinned.
"I think you're gonna like the rest of us Dad. Hey, Farouk, Adrianna was waiting for you. She wanted to pick up your last game of sniper black jack."
Farouk nodded and walked off. Noche hummed.
"I'm gonna go hack the Talon mainframe from Athena's computer. See if I can get some info."
She mumbled before walking off. Richard and Reinhardt sat back down to their game.
"You've got some weird friends kid."
Reinhardt mumbled. Richard made his move.
"Meh, I think Soldier:77 and Grimm are weirder. And I grew up with them. Why should I care."
The two of them continued to play for the next few hours as Cairo returned from his mission. Deciding to spend a bit of time with his mother, training of course, but the two were now boxing.
"So, what was it like, growing up with me for a Mother?"
Pharah asked as her son dodged every punch she threw and returned fire. Cairo huffed.
"Never a dull moment. Usually lived on military bases. Never had a reason to bother you much because I was too tired. Tried and failed a few times to keep up with your training regime. By the time you got back you got extra cardio carrying a small four year old back to our room."
Pharah laughed a bit. That'd happened to her a few times in her childhood as well, and she was surprised the same thing had happened to her son.
"I believe it. It happened to me with your grandmother too."
Cairo smiled as the two settled down. He'd relaxed a lot more, and as they to a water break and rehydrated, he leaned his head on her shoulder. He did want to enjoy the small amount of time he knew he was supposed to be with his mother.
"You're a sweet kid, you know that?"
Pharah asked, fluffing up his hair. Cairo smiled.
"Considering Symmetra outlived you and said that I actually acted a lot like you, right back at ya."
Pharah blinked at him.
"Touche."
Cairo grinned broadly and the two decided to head back to the kitchen to get something to eat. Walking past the lab as they did so, only to see a bright flash from the portal and three unified groans of pain.
"Is everyone alright?"
Came a voice. Cairo grinned broadly and sprinted to the lab. Not at all surprised by who he found laying on the ground. His close friend Feng Ling-Zhou, and his partners Autumn McCree and Zen.
"Hey Feng, hey Autumn, hey Zen."
Pharah looked at him.
"Who?"
Cairo smiled.
"Feng Ling-Zhou, Mei's son with a….humanoid panda named Chen. Autumn McCree, Jesse's daughter with a banshee named Sylvanas, and Zen. Zenyatta's daughter with a night elf named Tyrande. Don't ask how that one worked out because I don't know."
Pharah nodded and looked at the three teens. Feng was easily the biggest of the bunch, but the bulk of his weight seemed to be in pure muscle, not in actual body fat. Autumn actually didn't look too different from McCree, wearing similar clothing with a red poncho draped over her shoulders, and instead of McCree's general cigarette, she had a very large stick of licorice sticking out of the corner of her mouth. Zen was wearing something that actually confused Pharah until she got a better look. She was wearing loose baggy pants and shoes similar to Zenyatta's, with a blood red t-shirt. Draped around her neck and floating around her waist were what looked to be Zenyatta's preferred weapon.
"I now wonder on what traits they got from their other parents."
Pharah mumbled. Feng took a split second to answer that question without words, morphing into a rather threatening looking giant panda with a sword in his hands.
"Okay, got it."
Autumn took out her licorice stick and swallowed what she'd been chewing on before smirking.
"Time flies like an arrow. Flesh flies like carrion. I always did prefer the smell of rotting corpses to smoke."
She said coldly. She mostly lacked McCree's accent, though it was subtly there. However, something about the way the girl spoke actually made Pharah want to curl into a ball and cry.
Zen seemed to have a much calmer, friendlier way about her. Rubbing Pharah's shoulder and calming her significantly. Before Pharah could even begin to ask how the girl had done it, she smiled at her.
"My Dad was a travelling Monk and my mother was a magical priestess. I'm inclined to be one of the more….calming….presences."
Pharah smiled and was mostly surprised when the girl jumped up a bit and crossed her legs in a meditative position, floating gracefully in the air.
"Yeah, you're Zenyatta's girl."
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