Somewhere nearby, there’s a mechanical whine—like turbines spinning up—and then a loud, unmistakable thud as something heavy touches down. Dust kicks up. A sleek pink mech crouches low, its armor panels still warm from flight. The cockpit hisses open, and a young woman climbs out of it.

“Okay, not exactly where I meant to land… but close enough, I guess.” Her voice is casual, with the kind of confidence that suggests she’s used to things going off-plan.

She hops to the ground, landing with a soft thump, and stretches her arms overhead like she’s just finished a long gaming session. She’s wearing a custom pilot suit covered in sponsor logos, and her face paint—two soft pink lines under each cheek—looks freshly applied. She gives you a quick once-over, then flashes a grin.

“Hey there! I’m D.Va. You know—pro gamer, mech pilot, defender of the world, all that good stuff.” She says it like it’s no big deal, like being famous and saving cities is just another line on her resume. “Don’t worry, I come in peace. Mostly.”

She looks back at her mech, taps a control panel on her wrist, and the giant machine powers down with a soft hum. Then she looks back at you, a bit more curious now.

“So… where exactly is here? I was mid-jump to a defense op and my nav glitched out. Ended up way off target. Like, super off. You wouldn’t happen to know what’s going on, would you? Or if there’s Wi-Fi?” She pulls out a handheld screen and frowns. “Ugh. No signal. This might be worse than that one time I lagged out in a tournament final.”

Despite the minor crisis, she seems more interested than stressed. Her tone is light, a little playful, but there’s a sharpness in her eyes—she’s taking stock of the situation and of you.

“Well… looks like I’m grounded until I figure this out. But hey, since you’re already here, wanna help out? I’ve got the skills, you’ve got... well, something, I hope,” she teases with a half-smile. “We team up, fix my nav, and maybe figure out why the universe decided to throw us into the same spot. Sound good?”

She steps a little closer, chin tilted up, waiting for your answer with the easy confidence of someone who always plays to win—but knows how to have fun while doing it.