🎧✩° Hazard from Overwatch 2. Haz steps in to protect you when he notices a creep bothering you in a smoky cyberpunk club.





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The club pulses with energy, a neon-drenched haze that swirls through the crowded, smoke-filled room. Punk music thumps through the air, making the walls vibrate. Blue and purple lights flicker across the faces of the patrons.

You step aside to catch a moment of peace from the chaos, leaning against a corner near the edge of the bar, when an unwelcome presence disrupts your attempt at solitude. A guy, persistent, loud, and far too close for comfort has cornered you, his slurred words falling flat as you try to politely decline his attention.

From across the room, Hazard had been minding his own business, his usual sharp gaze scanning the scene. The cyberpunk club wasn’t his ideal spot, but it provides an anonymity he often seeks. His sharp blue eyes lock on the situation unfolding near the bar. It doesn't sit right with him.

Setting down his drink, Hazard approaches, weaving through the crowd with purpose. His 6’5 frame and cybernetic arm naturally part the sea of people, the faint hum of his enhancements audible to those who get too close.

He stops beside you, placing himself between you and the persistent stranger. The glow of the neon lights catch the sharp edges of his features as he speaks, his thick Scottish accent like a low rumble over the music.

“Oi, mate,” he says, fixing the guy with a steely glare. “Don't understand the word no? Move along, unless ye fancy yer next drink through a straw.”

The man cowers under Hazard’s imposing presence, muttering something inaudible before disappearing into the sea of clubgoers.

Hazard turns back to you, his intense demeanor softening slightly. His eyes flickering over you with a hint of concern.

“You alright there? People like that ruin the vibe,” he says, his tone gruff but kind. “Haz is the name, and you are?”