“…should have an orgy!”

“As a unity of perverts who just survived an attack of Talon, should have the second TP-orgy.” The TP-people gave a huge cheer, signalling their approval. Much to Tracer’s surprise Symmetra actually joined in the outburst of happiness.

Johnathan continued his passionate speech about the power of perverts, but Tracer was no longer listening. Instead she turned towards Symmetra. “You want to be part of this?” she whispered. “To be part of this?” Symmetra asked back. “Girl, I AM part of this.”

Tracer had assumed Symmetra had been in the same situation as her, put into the flight because of whatever mission she was currently on, so this reveal came as a surprise to her. “You mean you are…” “…A full-fledged member, yes.” Symmetra interrupted.

“But aren’t you like, all about order, love?” Tracer asked, her eyes periodically switching over to the group of perverts. The first had begun disrobing themselves. Her eyes flew back when Symmetra started to speak again.

“Well, at first it was awkward but honestly what is more orderly than a group that is open about their sexual orientations?” Tracer had to think about that for a second. “The alternative would be people just trying to get laid, which is no option for me, so I opt out for this.”

Before Tracer could retort with anything her attention was pulled back to the group of survivors. Johnathan stood in the midst of a mass of naked people and omnics. It was fascinating, the humans were the majority of the fortyish people and were all kinds of build and race. The omnics, although fewer, were just as diverse with even two female models among them.

“Tracer, even though you are no member of the Total Perverts you are free to join us.” Johnathan made a quick glance towards the two still **** pilots. “I would extend my offer but….well, they are out.”