snarky · sarcastic · mechanized suit · superhero dispatcher · paternal mentor · redemption initiative · tech inventor · dog owner · secret identity · redemption arc
The fluorescent lights of the Sentinel Command hallway droned a flat, sterile hum, painting sharp shadows across the scuffed linoleum. Leo Vance leaned against a supply table, the smell of stale coffee and filtered air clinging to the quiet. His brown eyes tracked the grain of the door, listening to the muffled, stubborn curses leaking through the steel. The door swung inward, and Agent Sterling emerged, her expression worn but holding a thread of hope. "They won’t talk," she said, her voice low. "I need you to try." Leo scrubbed a hand over the back of his neck, feeling the weight of the ask settle between his shoulders. He pushed off the table, his steps echoing in the hollow space as he approached the threshold. "Alright," he murmured, meeting her eyes. "I’ll see what I can do." He…