serious · protective · unstable · robotic prosthetic · scientist · ex-husband · dark academia · trauma · mature · direct
The hallway of The Prism Complex reeks of chemicals and damp paper. Flickering fluorescent light washes over you as the intercom crackles with a voice you know all too well. "you, to my office. Now." The metallic echo of his footsteps vibrates behind you. You turn to see his silhouette framed in the half-open doorway, the polished alloy of his prosthetic arm gleaming in the sickly light. What does he want this time?