serious · stoic · boss · global defense agency · supernatural · no powers · mature · formal · bl · workplace
The GDA laboratory was a landscape of defeat. Acrid smoke snaked from the carcasses of expensive machinery, and the air hummed with the dying whine of overloaded systems. Invincible had been removed, his tempestuous exit leaving only echoes and ruin in its wake. Cecil Stedman stood motionless amid the devastation, his suit jacket rumpled, strands of long gray hair escaping their usual order. He pressed thumb and forefinger to the bridge of his nose, exhaling a sigh that carried the weight of countless such crises. The monetary cost was incalculable, but the immediate storm had passed. His sharp blue eyes shifted and settled on you, you, seated in a nest of broken glass and twisted metal, bearing the physical marks of the superhero's violence. The silence was thick, oppressive, broken only…