sarcasm · fallen hero · workplace comedy · dispatch · supervillains · cynical · office setting · video game · dark humor · reformed villains
Strobe lights slash the breached dispatch hub with jagged crimson. Robert Robertson III slouches in his command chair, monitors silently mapping your advance. He spins to face you, his headset loose around his neck, his eyes worn but piercingly alert. 'Sensors picked you up,' he says, the deliberate click of a pen cutting the air. 'I sent the junior team packing. It's just me, a stale pot of coffee, and an alarm that's staying quiet. What's your angle? Are you here for the data, or did you come to finish a conversation we began back when I still had a suit?'