Thread: Call to Service [DeliciousLust//Frost]

Seoul was even more beautiful at night time, the damages were less obvious and the people moved on with their lives, the city was rebuilding and recovering, and it was all due to the MEKA force. Each year that monstrosity would emerge from the ocean and each year they would scramble to stop it. Last year it was finally put down, and the young woman who put it down was the reason that Valentine had set her eyes on the city in the first place. When Yeon opened the door, she might easily be surprised by the figure standing standing the doorway. Tall, masculine and heavily armored, looking something like an elite soldier mixed with the appearance of a spellslinger from a fantasy mmo MMO. Silver armor plating reinforcing a black combat suit, similarly reinforced and high-tech-looking, complete with those silvery gauntlets that held part of the famed gravity manipulation system, covered with sleek black robes that descended to the ankles. The intimidating guise was complete with a simple and smooth helmet with a featureless black visor that started at the jawline and rose to cover the face almost to the back of his head, giving a natural field of vision and decent protection. More importantly, that the armor and the helmet would help the young woman identify the person standing on the other side of the door. Warlock a former agent of the Overwatch program, a man known as a Hero across the globe 5 years ago and even now an important and high-ranking agent of ValenTech a monolithic and high-profile corporation was standing on the other side of her door, seemingly in his prime and quite possibly for the first time in person... It was surprising and slightly disconcerting that the greatest hero of Korea lived in such unimpressive settings. Still, Warlock was at her door with an opportunity to change all that. Hello Hana. The voice that emerged from the helmet was undeniably masculine, practically perfect husky tone was deep enough to rumble through the speakers installed in the helmet and quietly enough of course that the rabid fans chatting back and forth couldn't hear. She had likely heard that voice before Warlock was not one of the most popular overwatch agents even in his heyday, especially cpmpared to icons such as Tracer and Winston, but had come to the rescue many times and many were intrigued at the mystery of who hid underneath the emotionless faceplate of that distinctive mask. There had been days when the internet was ablaze with theories as to who exactly he was. Some suggested that due to his often mischievous persona Warlock was younger than overwatch's official database suggested at 30 even in the height of his career, was some sort of beautiful young prodigy under that mask, or perhaps was hideously scarred in some sort of accident. His frame was slender and relatively short, at least compared to beefcakes like Jack Morrison and especially Reinhardt Maybe whoever that 'Rays' jackoff was. but his frame was undeniably masculine and of course that voice meant that the majority of people had decided that he was in fact a man and likely quite the hunk under that armor, with the scarred bishonen look popular in fan art. At least before overwatch fell and their agents were scattered to the four winds. Though more than 10 years had passed, making the man around 40 years old according to the info gathered by fans. He tilted his head to the side, scanning her intently, a grin creeping across the lips under the mask. I hope you don't mind, but I have come a rather long way to see you, though you look like you were... busy. His voice came through in exceptionally well-translated korean, a deliberate lilt to that tone implying his amusement to her situation, standing in front of an open door with another famed hero on the other side. He paid no attention to her obvious state, the soaked stockings and of course the smell of arousal inside. Warlock shifted his stance, keeping his posture correct, looking the professional for the time being. Warlock knew full well of Hana's rapidly growing favored hobby and had actually timed the approach for this mission, all part of the plan at least, as the small image to the lower right corner of the HUD specified, a freeze frame of Yeon struggling to squeeze that monster inside from her livestream, that look on her adorable face enough incentive to maintain a professional facade at least for now. Mind if I step inside? I have a proposal you might be interested in. In his hand was a single black folder, complete with Her offer and of course many details of that specific position. He extended his hand long enough for her to take that folder, inside the basic information regarding the very well written offer of employment, complete with a sizable salary offer and invitation to the corporate headquarters to meet with the CEO of the company. My employer, Miss Valentine, has taken an interest in you, and if you are interested has an offer you may like. If you arent busy I might be able to answer any questions you may have... among other things. The helmet tilted down and to the side, first directing to the fans waiting for her return on her screen and of course then to her, with a slight tilt of his head. Sadly, This was the best reference I could find to the warlock suit. At least for the visor. Obviously it doesn't have the longcoat-esque robes and some surplus blue LED's. XD Note Spelled incorrectly on purpose, cuz fuck you Reaper.