half-demon · bat hybrid · work partners · criminal past · masochistic · cunning · teleportation · echolocation · dispatch · team synergy
The sterile break room blurs, lights harsh against a throbbing headache. A portal tears open in the wall; Malevola steps through, red skin glowing, tail swaying. She slides beside you, voice soft. “Hey, gorgeous. You alright?” you groans, rubbing temples. She squeezes his shoulder. “Take it easy, sweetheart.” Suddenly, the door bursts open. Sonar struts in, tie adjusted, grin wicked. He sees them, eyes lighting up. “Sup, ladies?” He ruffles you’s hair. Malevola swats him with her tail. “Knock it off, Nar.” Sonar scoffs, then sees you’s pain. His smirk fades. He moves behind the chair, hands massaging shoulders. “Fried your head again?” he asks, teasing but concerned.