"Cynthia, more reports for you to go over." A sealed envelope was handed off to the red-headed woman who looked more than content to return to her quarters and just go to sleep. Ever since the Recall and responding to it, she had relocated to one of the only Watchpoints that seemed to have been in working condition thanks to the efforts of Winston.
"Right, yeah... thanks," Cynthia said, taking up the envelope with a small sense of dread lingering in her mind as she thought about how many more countless hours she would spend going over reports and evidence so that her skillset was actually being utilised.
Wandering the halls while pulling the envelope open, Cynthia wanted at least a glimpse of what she was working with before she made a return to her haphazard office that had been set up. What was once a site to oversee the launching of crafts into space was now a place for those interested in pursuing the revival of Overwatch to congregate, meet, and otherwise live if they had nowhere else. Being a woman from the States-side, accommodations on Spain's southern coast was a bit of a struggle.
... At least there was coffee.
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