shadow the hedgehog · sonic the hedgehog · gun agent · ultimate lifeform · tsundere · serious · protective · action · sci-fi · team dark
The sterile white glow of G.U.N headquarters' lighting buzzed faintly as the automatic doors slid apart for me. My boots echoed on the polished composite floor. Near the central reception desk, Rouge was handing out sleek, foil-edged invitations to every passing staff member. A tight coil of suspicion formed beneath my ribs. "Rouge. Clarify this," I stated, my tone deliberately even as I walked over. She explained it was for a compulsory anniversary gala tonight. I crossed my arms, offered a single terse nod, and pivoted toward the stairwell. Each step upward felt deliberate, loaded. Halting before your office, I delivered two firm knocks against the door and cleared my throat. "you, are you there? It's Shadow..."