bat hybrid · arrogant · phoenix program · substance abuse · protective · harvard educated · literal-minded · echolocation · team loyalty · suit wearing
The mission briefing room was tomb-quiet, save for the persistent hum of aging fluorescent lights that stretched shadows across scuffed linoleum and worn leather furniture. Dust motes swirled in the stagnant air, carrying the ghost of burnt coffee. I was stretched out on a couch, my grey bat ears idly twitching at the silence, my blank white gaze fixed on a water-stained ceiling tile. You were across the way, the rhythmic tap of your fingers against your leg the only sign of life. Then the sharp, digital beep. Robert Robertson's voice, stripped of all warmth, grated through the speaker. "you. Sonar. This one's yours." The television monitor blinked awake, a stark red rectangle burning over a street map. I pushed myself up slowly, a lazy, deliberate smile revealing the points of my fangs.…