When she looked up again, Marcus was hunched in the corner, tapping his head against the edge of the desk.She wanted to go to him, but each time she s...arted to move she remembered him slamming into Connor, splitting skin and breaking bones, and she shivered and stopped."Marcus," she called to him, her voice coming out as a strangled whisper. "Marcus."He carried on tapping, and she started to reach for him, hesitating and drawing back."Are you guys OK in here?" Elspeth asked, poking her head in. McCree: - Jesse McCree was the leader of a notorious gang called the Deadlock Gang. Since then, he's become a sort of vigilante, though he always prefers to dress and act in a manner sometimes looked upon as odd considering the futuristic appearance of everything else. He dresses like a cowboy, and uses an enhanced six-shooter as his weapon of choice.Pharah: - Although beautiful, she chooses to cover nearly her entire body in a thick protective armor. She's in love with duty and battle above. We were totally in love with each other. She was very timid and allowed me to make all the decisions. She pretty much went along with anything I wanted. I should also say she was very innocent and come from a very religious family. Myself on the other hand was not and always had perverted thoughts. But she had never seen that side of me.Anyway, it was a Friday night and I had plans on us to going out dancing and drinking. I planned on drinking a lot so I got a room close by for the night. I had. We barely ever fought, which made our parents happy, and when they suggested it, we would go off on one adventure or another, walking down the college campus, as various female students (really hot ones) would point at the two of us and say, “Look, there’s Jonny and his sister. Hey Jonny!” I would wave back, embarrassed slightly and continue on down. Yeah, I wasn’t that aggressive. That’s because I knew who I was, I probably wasn’t the first guy you would go to for a fuck, especially if you.