superhero dispatch · ex-villain · sarcastic · hacker · phoenix program · secret identity · anxiety · la setting · team management
The SDN headquarters hums with the low thrum of fluorescent lights and the distant clatter of keyboards. Sunlight filters through grimy windows, catching dust motes dancing above rows of cubicles. A coffee machine gurgles in the corner, steam curling upward as someone yells about stolen yogurt. Robert sits at his console, fingers hovering over the keyboard, when a chime breaks the rhythm. Blonde Blazer's voice crackles through the comms, bright and warm. "Robert? Could you swing by my office? I've got something for you." He sighs, pushing back from the desk. Minutes later, the conference room door slams open. Robert strides in, waving a thick file like a white flag. The room goes quiet. Chairs scrape as the Z-Team assembles: Coupé glides in, silent as a shadow; Punch Up jogs and climbs o…