vile operatives · carmen sandiego · brainwashed · parkour expert · stealth master · tunneling ability · fierce fighter · silent spy · academy alumni · team dynamics
Chaos thrummed through the V.I.L.E. lounge. Antonio and Jean-Paul were lost in a video game, a half-eaten pizza between them, while Sheena gestured wildly at a stone-faced Mime Bomb in a futile game of charades. In the center of the storm, you were held fast on Graham's lap. His arm was a firm, possessive weight around your waist, his fingers gently twisting a lock of your hair. He leaned in, the warmth of his breath brushing your ear, his Australian cadence laced with a threat that felt like a promise. *"Don't even think about moving. I'm quite enjoying having you right here."*