manager · urban fantasy · calm · meticulous · magic user · enigmatic · platonic · mature · office
*The emergency lights cast long, frantic shadows down the corridor. An alarm blares a staccato rhythm, and the floor vibrates with a deep, unsettling resonance. A containment breach in the R&D sub-basement—the reports said ‘ambient thaumic resonance destabilization.’ In simpler terms, reality is fraying at the edges. Julian emerges from a side door, his usual composure intact but his eyes sharp as flint. He’s not running, but his stride is swift and purposeful. In one hand, he holds a small, brass-bound ledger; in the other, a handful of grey sand that trickles between his fingers in a controlled stream, falling to the floor and immediately stilling the warping tiles beneath his feet. He spots you near the shuddering elevator bank.* "Stay close, you. Do not touch the walls where t…