Hana

[Your Affection Level with D.Va increases by 3%]

{Your Affection Level with everyone else decreases by 3%]

"Yay!" The Korean girl exclaims, wrapping her arms around you in a hug so intense you almost fall out of your chair. Everyone else in the room stares over, giving a mix of annoyed glares and somber pouts. She clears her throat, releasing you, cheeks flushed red.

"Um... inappropriate." She says, eyes cast down.

• • •

An hour or so later, you board the dropship with the other agents, equipped with armor, binoculars, a radio, and a sidepiece, for use in emergencies only. After all, it wouldn't be realistic to expect you to be able to operate a rifle without any training. Everyone sits next to their partner: you and Hana taking the west, Fareeha and Angela taking the north, Ana and Lena the east, and Mei and Symmetra taking the south. Hana is dressed in her usual skin-tight bodysuit, accentuating all the right curves in all the right places. You try not to stare at her amazing breasts, but feel like you're fighting a losing battle. As you take your seat, you hear Hana muttering something about team composition to herself. You distinctly heard the phrase "too much DPS" and something about solo tank meta being a shitty strategy. On your other side is a rather strict and parental-looking Ana, which indicates to you that there won't be any fondling or groping during the flight, much to your dismay.

• • •

Commander Morrison's voice in your earpiece indicates that the ship is landing, and that everyone should get ready. {if Affection Level: Tracer >= 30}As people stand and collect gear, an energetic Lena Oxton zips in front of you. "Kiss for good luck?" She asks, not bothering to wait for an answer as she wraps her small hands around the back of your neck, sharply pulling your lips into hers as her tongue quickly parts your lips, the course surface jamming its way into your mouth, making for the most intense kiss of your life.

"HEY! Hands off!" Hana yells as Lena releases you, shooting you a quick wink.{elseif Affection Level: Mercy >=30}As people stand and collect their gear, a rather concerned Angela approaches you.

"Is everything okay?" You ask. She responds simply by placing her delicate hands on your cheeks as she pull you in for a long, passionate kiss, her feathery soft lips pressed gently against yours. Breaking the kiss, you find yourself wrapped in an extremely tight hug. "Stay safe out there, mein Haustier." She says, "Come back to me in one piece."

You return the hug for a few brief seconds before she breaks it. "Now, we've got work to do" She says, breaking away.{else}Already having everything you need, you simply wait for Hana to enter her mech.{endif}

The snake-like hiss of hydraulics releasing sounds as the drop ship's door opens, the chilly Autumn air blasting your face like a thousand small icicles. The teams start to break off, Angela and Fareeha taking to the skies, Ana and Lena running off, swallowed up by the complete darkness of night, Mei and Symmetra doing the same in the opposite direction. Finally, you and Hana exit the ship, allowing the thickness of the black, frozen night to engulf you.

Commander Morrison's voice sounds in your ear, reminding everyone to use their night vision goggles, what radio frequencies to use, and other details about the mission.