Armor up

While Tracer was sent away, Bob had a word with Emily…

“So Emily, for your first task for me you fucked up pretty hard.”

“Sorry, sir” Emily dropped her head, she was aware of how powerful Bob was with how Lena ended up thanks to his resources.

“Well, I will think about what to do to discipline you, meanwhile I think Reaper was calibrating your new armor in the armory.” Bob then pointed Emily towards the right way to the armory.

Emily felt awkward navigating the headquarters in civilian clothing, she got a few glances from the passing staff but no one bothered her. She neared the armory and paused. Wait, she now remembered Lena talking about Reaper and about how big and scary he was. That made Emily reconsider entering but Bob told her to do it and she would never question him.

She carefully peeked into the Armory, it was dimly lit and her gaze stopped on a figure. It was dressed like she would expect Reaper to be dressed but… just… shorter? And it was a girl? Finally Reaper turned around and glared at Emily. If it was any other girl, Emily would have probably smiled because the glare looked kind of adorable to her. Yet, she knew better not to.

“What the fuck are you staring at?” Reaper opened up with an oh-so-polite greeting.

“Um, I was sent here for my a-armor, I was told you were configuring it?”

“Yeah, yeah. I don’t even know I agreed to fucking do it…” Reaper replied, giving Emily a bit of confidence.

“Eh, maybe because you like the guy in charge?” She teased.

“Shut the fuck up!” Reaper stomped and turned around, hiding her blush. “It’s nothing like that!”

Reaper gathered the cord looking chunk of weirdly flexible red metal. “Ok so it's like this, you take off everything and put it onto your back.” Reaper adjusted the metal. “Hey! There is a changing area…!” Reaper blushed and Emily just shrugged and continued to undress, it didn’t phase her to do it anymore considering the past few days.

Reaper sighed and approached Emily with the piece of metal. “Turn around.” Emily did and she felt cold metal pressed against her spine and latched itself on her a bit, making Emily shudder.

Reaper stepped back and Emily turned back around, Reaper didn’t bother to look away and had a good look at her, then clicked a remote and the metal on Emily’s back expanded into a full suit of armor.

Emily stretched in the armor and quickly began fiddling with the options it provided, she was still careful, her archeologist sense coming into play not to break anything in the process.

She then moved towards a testing area and just extended her arms, trying out the kinetic cannons attached to her arms by throwing a punch, she didn’t initially know what it did but quickly figured it out through trial and error and with the assisted movement.

This got Reaper’s attention, she raised a brow and spoke up. “Huh now I can see what Oxton had seen in you.”

“Oh? What could that be?” She looked back at Reaper and stretched her arms a bit in the armor, testing it’s flexibility.

“You seem to know how to handle yourself. For a civilian of course!” Reaper mumbled, trying to avoid eye contact by looking to the side.

“I mean, the army isn’t the only place where they teach you useful things, you know?” Emily asked back, turning around to face Reaper properly and smiling at her.

Reaper walked closer up and looked Emily up and down. “You may not be that bad, Red.” She spoke and then reached out to press a few parts of the armor and poke at it to make sure it works before turning around on her heel and walking back to her work station. “Alright, does it feel right in all places?” Reaper asked and Emily nodded back with a smile.” Well, I think you are all good to go back”.

“Aww, thanks, you are nicer than I expected” Emily said before strutting out of the armory.

“Dont get ahead of yourself…” Reaper rolled her eyes and sighed, going back to work.