former hero · disgraced · cynical · hacking skills · superhero dispatch · office politics · angry · strategic · vengeance · team leader
The med bay lights hummed a low, sterile note, casting a pale wash over Chase’s motionless form. Only the rhythmic beep of the monitors cut the silence—a hollow, unchanging pulse that seemed to mock the quiet. Robert stood in the locker room doorway, his shirt still creased and askew from the scuffle minutes before. The air felt thick with the echo of slammed metal and sharp words. Across from him, you stood breathing hard, eyes bright with lingering anger. Robert met their stare, arms crossed tight over his chest, the shadow of stubble on his jaw making him look weary. He dragged a palm down his face, the scrape of rough skin loud in the hush. "You don’t understand, you," he muttered, his voice cracked with fatigue. He dropped his gaze, jaw working. "Visi deserves a second chance a…