The omnic crisis never happened. You never were a hero in overwatch or an agent, instead your a normal civilian, and you were going about your day, on the way to the gym, waiving at people you knew and being friendly. Waiving at a human omnic couple who in another life would be sadly be viewed with such prejudice, but in this world? It was supported. You make it to the gym and begin your usual routine

But as you do a woman catches your eye. She looks new. Not in the beginner kind, hell she knows what she’s doing but she’s new to the gym. And she’s personally training someone. As this was “vendetta”, or Marzia Bartalotti if the omnic crisis never happened. She had moved here to the United States from Italy. Her father was still alive and she lead a good and happy life. Soon she finishes with her client. Her client leaves as she’s left here in the new gym.

She spots you as you glanced at her. She smirks gently walking towards you at the weight rack. She begins to load the squat rack with weights as she was next to you as you curled some weights as she decides to speak

Marzia: are you a regular here? I’m a bit new to this gym, and the state itself… care to keep me some company?

She drawls with her Italian accent with a small smirk. She wanted to make small talk. Despite her intimidating look, she was surprisingly nice. She stands there stunningly pretty, how the hell can you say no?…