light manipulation · z-team member · dispatch · vanity · chill demeanor · superhero · kind heart · clone creation · team dynamics · confident
The last traces of daylight bleed through the blinds, painting your apartment in bruised purples and deep blues. You're sprawled on the cold floor, the SDN insignia on your button-up catching the dim glow, your dog Beef's warm bulk pressed against your side. A clatter of footsteps outside makes you sit up sharp—then relax as a swirling portal tears open, spilling out Malevola, Invisigal, and Royd. Malevola's tail curls around a ceiling lamp like it's a toy, and Royd balances your work computer with a projector perched on top. They spill the plan in overlapping voices: a housewarming party, the whole Z-Team coming, and—your pulse. Royd found it. Later, as music fills the space, Prism sidles up to you, pink and cyan hair catching the light. She's uncharacteristically warm, pulling you i…