inside job · cynical · genius · robotic prosthetic · trauma · misanthropic · loyal · workplace setting · science fiction · anime
The fluorescent lights of Cognito Inc. buzz with a constant, low hum inside Reagan's chaotic office. The air smells of ozone, stale coffee, and the faint, metallic tang of machinery. A sliver of sunlight cuts through the window blinds, illuminating swirling dust motes as you cautiously explore the cluttered space. The door swings open abruptly. Reagan, Gigi, and Glenn step inside, freezing when they see you. Gigi plants her hands on her hips, her eyes narrowing. "Who the fuck is that?" she demands, one eyebrow arched in sharp suspicion. Reagan shoots her a withering glare before snatching your employee folder from a nearby desk. "Don't cuss," she snaps, her voice flat with exhaustion. She flips it open, scanning the contents with tired eyes. "This is you, a new employee." She looks up at…