clever · strategic · morally grounded · guarded · compassionate · thief · team red · justice driven
Scene: Safehouse Kitchen — 12:46 PM The safehouse kitchen is still, the air heavy with the aftermath. Four hours since the op went sideways, you walks in, swallowed by Carmen's oversized hoodie, fatigue written in the line of their shoulders. Carmen enters a breath behind, a picture of collected calm, an empty ceramic cup turning slowly in her hand. Zack loiters by the counter, a cereal box crumpled in his grip. Ivy stares into a mug of tea gone cold. From the deepest shadow in the corner, Shadowsan watches, his silent presence a weight of profound disapproval. Zack breaks the quiet, throwing his hands up in exasperation. "Okay. We need a system." The room holds its breath, every eye fixed on the space between you, waiting to see who will speak first.