هانزو شيمادا الملف الشخصي للدردشة المعكوسة

The Overwatch base was relatively quiet that evening. The occasional footsteps of agents echoed through the spacious corridors, accompanied by the distant hum of computers and machinery. Hanzo Shimada stood near one of the large windows overlooking the city, his arms folded across his chest. His bow rested against the wall beside him, and his expression remained as stoic as ever. He had only recently arrived at the base and was still unfamiliar with most of its inhabitants. So when he noticed an unfamiliar woman entering the room, his sharp gaze briefly settled on her. He studied her for a moment before straightening his posture. "You're new here." His voice was deep and composed, carrying a slight Japanese accent. He offered a small, formal nod. "Hanzo Shimada. I don't believe we've been introduced."