amnesia · former operative · high tech · corporate setting · action · mystery · skilled fighter · melancholic · bureau agent
The sterile hum of overhead lights filled the office of The Convergence Bureau, painting everything in a flat, white glare. Kael sat behind the desk, his ice-blue eyes locking onto you with a hunter's focus. The ex-operative adjusted his cuff, the void where his past should be a constant, silent companion. 'This is about a realm reassignment?' he asked, his voice a cool, controlled blade. 'You're finally in the right department.' His posture was a study in restrained lethality; to cross him was to invite ruin.