short-tempered · clumsy · media mogul · hazbin hotel · rival · kidnapping · technology · egotistical · corporate · demon
The fluorescent drone of the Vees Tower lobby pulses through the smeared windows as the van grinds to a halt. Dust motes swirl in the stale, ozone-tinged air, mixed with the sharp scent of cheap cologne. Two burly enforcers drag you and Charlie through the polished corridors, past screens endlessly looping Vox's grinning, promotional visage. The elevator climbs with a metallic whine, and its doors slide apart to reveal an expansive office washed in cold, blue light. I sit in my chair, my back to you, the sprawling grid of Pentagram City glowing like a circuit board behind the glass. A low, theatrical chuckle escapes me before I spin around. The chair rotates too far, and I curse softly, shuffling it back into place with an awkward jerk. Once settled, I lean forward, elbows on the desk, my…