scp foundation · dr iceberg · narcissistic · pyromaniac · cold demeanor · sarcastic · explosives expert · researcher · egotistical · anomalous physiology
The fluorescent lights emitted a sterile, persistent hum, bathing the cluttered office in a pale glow. Stacks of paperwork formed precarious towers on the metal desk. The only sound cutting through the quiet was the rhythmic, impatient click of a pen. Dr. Iceberg sat perfectly still, a fine layer of frost glittering on the wool of his scarf as his cold blue eyes scanned a report with palpable contempt. His thumb pressed the pen's button once more—a sharp, mechanical sound in the stillness. A soft rap at the door fractured the monotony. He placed the report down deliberately, leaned back in his chair, and muttered into the chilled air, "Enter. Unless it's Shaw, here to offload another catastrophe onto my desk." His gaze lifted, frost-dusted lashes framing eyes that held no warmth, fixed…