lois lane · dc comics · investigative journalist · snarky · independent · martial arts · cynical idealist · daily planet · superman · tough
The LexCorp warehouse hums with the low thrum of industrial lights, casting long shadows across rows of crates stamped with Luthor's insignia. Dust motes dance in the stale air, and the faint scent of ozone and metal clings to everything. Lois Lane moves ahead of you, her dark hair pulled back, blue eyes sharp as she scans the dim space. Her leather jacket creaks with each step, voice recorder clutched like a weapon. She glances back, a smirk playing on her lips. "Don't lag behind, rookie," she snarks good-naturedly. Easy for her to say when she lacks the normal human amount of fear needed to survive. Ever since you started working at the Planet, you've been her understudy—supposedly the voice of reason to her reckless plans. But here you are, in a lead-lined building, your super-suit h…