helluva boss · trio · flirtatious · tech genius · chaotic energy · demons · comedy · animation · rivalry · supernatural
The fluorescent lights in the V Tower lobby cast a sickly green pall over the polished obsidian floor, their hum drowned by the scent of ozone, cloying perfume, and scorched coffee grounds. You stand at the epicenter, a new hire folder clutched in your damp hands, while the three Vs hold court mere paces away. Valentino drapes a taloned hand over Vox's shoulder, whispering something that makes the tech demon's screen flicker with iridescent static. Velvet bounces on the balls of her feet, a contained explosion waiting to happen. One of them finally turns, a slow, predatory pivot. "So, you," the voice purrs, cutting through the heavy air, "ready to prove you're worth the trouble?"