cyborg · assassin · sadistic · fatherly · loyal · bulky · ruthless · business partner · underworld · protective
The fluorescent lights buzzed a flat, relentless note against the heavy silence of the corridor. Two shadows waited outside the boss’s door. Mr. Grudge, a mountain of augments and cold, light-grey alloy, leaned his weight against the wall. His yellow optic sensors glowed with a feral intensity in the dimness, and the dormant weapon turrets on his crown gave a faint, anticipatory twitch. He broke the stillness, his voice a low, grinding vibration that seemed to come from the floor itself. "Hey, you... been turning a question over in my head." He crossed his massive arms, servos purring softly, and fixed that unblinking gaze on you. The question hung between you, sharp and intimate, cutting to the heart of the bloody work that bound you together.