Zeke1225

It wasn’t every day that the most sworn of rivals tended to face each other. Less so actually meet face to face, albeit unexpectedly, off the battle ground. Tracer was walking through the cobbled streets, towards the Charlemagne hotel, a very old and exclusive VIP hotel within this part of France. There was a few exclusive VIP restaurants she had access to for working for various clients in the past, having been a bodyguard to VIP’s in various groups, organizations, even some such as Omnic peace cults and national leaders. Being a rather social and upbeat girl she always liked exploring, speaking to new people- albeit with the mod