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Jᴇssᴇ MᴄCʀᴇᴇ ([personal profile] twelveoclock) wrote in [personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2016-07-16 01:59 pm (UTC)

That's them pickin' you up. This is us invitin' them to our door, and we're not supposed to exists, remember?

[ He glances over at Winston ] C'mon big guy, I know you got an idea already.

[ Winston does, and thankfully it turns out to be pretty simple. Their resident pilot, Lena (call-sign Tracer), just has to call in a couple of favors to get clearance for a training exercise over a defunct naval base somewhere in the Atlantic. It means a boat ride for Peter, with McCree, Winston, and Angela tagging along, but that also puts Lena and a couple of drones in the sky to run interference. If the ship gets picked up, hopefully they'll either think it's part of whatever Lena is doing, or ask Lea to investigate.

If that fails, well, they'll deal with it. Better to beg forgiveness than ask permission. ]

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