Captain of the Douche Brigade
"Am I supposed to lower it to you when you're crouching down like that, or keep it up here?"
"Oh my God, Lucio! It shouldn't be this hard for you to work a camera. Just follow my movements until I tell you to move in," Hana rolled her eyes. She'd hoped for a certain level of competency working equipment like this from someone who dealt with musical... gadgets all the time. It wasn't often that the small gap between their ages became painfully apparent, but this was definitely shaping up to be one of those times. "When I tell you, start recording, okay? It'll be sent back to my laptop in my room and livestreamed - so don't say anything dumb. Just because there's a bit of stream lag doesn't mean I can censor your mistakes."
Lucio wrinkled his nose and frowned. "Didn't you promise me you wouldn't catch anything embarrassing of me?"
"Sure, I won't intentionally put you into a situation like that... but your own slip-ups are your problem, dude." She shifted slightly before pushing herself up with her heels back to a normal standing position. "Lesson number one for this stream, Lucio - we're gonna keep it like... super stealth mode, alright? Like, messages hidden in source code, secret strings of code - all the top level spy stuff," she paused briefly. "That's just a metaphor, though. Doesn't really mean anything serious."
A nod of agreement from Lucio, and they were off into the depths of the watchpoint's living quarters.
"When we start, keep a little bit of distance. If there's furniture you can hide by or something, try not to let anyone else see the camera - especially not the people we're recording. That's only if any of them come up to us, though. Got it?" she turned to make sure he'd understood before making her way to the main living space - a sort of common room.
There were a few antique-y looking arcade games that she'd exhausted most of the gameplay out of by now, along with a few traditional non-electronic games. A lot of it bored her, but, not being one to resist a challenge, she'd successfully trumped a certain old man in a game of pool. Her victory was met with a gruff "hmph" and a muttered "kids these days - thinking they're all hot shit." Not her problem if an old man didn't know how to be a good loser! Sure, Hana wasn't a good loser either - but that was only because she never lost.
She decided to relax on the couch and wait for something interesting to find its way to her - it usually did. Lucio was stationed by an arm chair, the camera on the ground behind it. He was ready to spring into action whenever Hana's first victim stepped through the doorway.
She'd almost given up on waiting for someone to arrive when the resident cowboy stepped through the door. She sprung to her feet in an attempt to grab his attention before he could notice Lucio sneaking out of the chair and grabbing the camera. His eyes wandered around the room as though in search. She had to grab his attention quickly before he spotted the camera. People are never likely to react naturally when they know they're being filmed, and most would likely refuse to be filmed in the first place. "Looking for something, partner?" She spoke loudly, her voice filling the room, making her best attempt at an American drawl but finding little success.
"Was that supposed to sound like me?" he choked back a laugh. "And if you gotta know, I'm lookin' for Hanzo. You seen him around here?"
She crossed her arms, shifting her weight onto her left foot. "What, you're in such a hurry to leave me here? I'm surprised you even want to talk to someone like him. He's so stuffy and... I dunno... creepy? He gives me chills when I get near him... like he's analyzing me or something. And when nobody wants to talk to him he's just going on about his honor or something to himself."
"Aw, he's not all bad. You just gotta get to know him. Give him a chance, yeah?" he gave a smirk and a little wink before turning to leave. "See you around, Hana. And lemme know if you see him, but make sure you keep your camera at home next time."
She gritted her teeth as he left. "What a know-it-all! He thinks he's so cool with his stupid cowboy Halloween costume crap!" He'd been right about one thing, though - or at least, she'd learned her lesson. She wasn't going to get anything good this way. She was working with a bunch of trained soldiers - of course they'd notice a camera. The best tactic was to catch them when they were too vulnerable to expect it.
This time, her approach was different. She waited until most everyone was asleep - or at least back in their rooms before making her move. She pulled a tired Lucio down the hall toward McCree's room. The door was closed, but she was fairly certain it wouldn't be locked. Most people tended not to lock their doors at night, since the watchpoint was highly secure. She remembered Winston giving some kind of speech about building trust, especially since there were a few new soldiers compared to the original Overwatch. D.Va was one of them, of course, and she didn't really mind leaving her door unlocked, considering the women had separate quarters. She trusted most of the girls - it was the guys she had mixed feelings about.
She crouched next to the door, Lucio following her with the camera, and she leaned in, pressing her ear against the door. She could feel her face heating up as she clamped a hand over her mouth to keep from gasping. She wasn't sure if she should feel embarrassed, or laugh about how good this was going to be - no matter the outcome. Sure, it could mean making an enemy of two of her fellow soldiers - but she couldn't say that she minded being on Hanzo's bad side.
"Alright, we're moving into R-rated territory - so don't tell your parents everyone," she kept her voice low, almost whispering, but trying to speak loud enough for it to be picked up clearly. She doubted they'd hear her anyway.
She moved to the handle, turning it slowly before she felt it stop - it was locked. Another reason doors weren't often locked - soldiers knew their way around locked doors, so locking them often turned out to be a fruitless effort anyway. "Alright, you're gonna need to move the camera in the gap in the door and try to get a good angle." Lucio nodded. He wanted to say he was an unwitting accomplice, but some part of him was interested in finding out what exactly D.Va had heard on the other side of the door - though he had ideas of his own already.