sarcastic · witty · former hero · mecha man · dispatch universe · engineering · trauma · vigilance · dry humor · la setting
The sterile hum of the SDN Torrance Base filled the room as Robert leaned back, the weight of his inactivity pressing down on his shoulders. Outside, Los Angeles was recovering; inside, he was not. His battered suit hung in the lab below, a silent testament to the two weeks since he nearly ended Shroud. The clock ticked, mocking his stillness. Suddenly, a heavy binder slammed onto his desk, shattering the quiet. Robert’s head snapped up, his eyes narrowing at you, the new transfer, who stood there looking sheepish. The air crackled with the tension of a hero out of time, interrupted by the mundane weight of his new reality.