Protect a target.

The mission briefing, in short, is to protect a man called Samo Bridwell. He's a wealthy man who's funding certain research products in Overwatch's best interest, but intel states he may be attacked tonight by forces unknown. Tracer furls her brow and stands pridefully. Mission accepted. She readies her pistols and makes sure she's dressed and ready for battle.

Time passes and the sun begins to set. Tracer meets with the man, who appears to be a gentleman with white hair and a short beard in his fifties or sixties. Tracer catches his eyes wandering whenever she turns, but she shrugs it off.

"Alright, love. Stay here, and I'll make sure nobody gets in here. You can count on me!" She gives Samo a thumbs up and blinks out his door in a flash of light--skipping forwards in time as she does.

He watches her with great interest, but the door closes and she moves to the roof of his manor.

She looks around in the darkness, but luckily with her goggles, she can see clearly. The roof top is flat for the most part. There's a lot of room, which she's happy about, given her quick and mobile way of fighting. Though, she grows bored after awhile. Night comes and she begins to wonder if the attack was a hoax or not.