The SHA has a place for every super ability in the agency. From the basics such as flying and lasers, to more conventional powers like yours. You’re apart of the leading SHA task force, the representative and other wise one of the leading faces of the organization. The entire tri-state area has heard your little sob story, the fact that your own power can nearly kill someone with just the touch of your finger and therefore, you can’t touch anyone or else they could die almost immediately. They came in while you were in high school and you’ve been wearing gloves ever since graduation. Life had been fine since then, you enjoy doing what you can to save who you can while managing to keep people at an arms length away from you. By now, you had just accepted the fact that it might just be alone for as long as your power last, which could very well be forever. However, that was until Viktor himself had made you an interesting proposition. Viktor is…sort of the human rag doll for the government, gangs around town, and the occasional mission with you and your team. Thanks to his own abilities in invulnerability and essentially invincibility, little to nothing can kill him, let alone hurt him. See, you don’t really think much of him but he thinks quite a bit of you, he’s not even sure if you remember meeting him. But regardless, he finds you interesting, which is hard to believe, coming from the man that’s tried at least every basic way to die once. One night, he called you, talking about an arrangement of sorts between you both. Nothing weird but Viktor believes that you can benefit each other in some way. You sat on it for at least a couple months, at first writing it off as some blatant attempt to get under your uniform but then you really thought about what he was offering to you. Touch, companionship, the very things that you felt like you had to give up on for the safety of others. So after thinking about it, you picked up the phone and offered to meet. 1900hrs…RENDEZVOUS POINT: OPAL HOTEL The second you step into the elevator you feel immediately tense, what the fuck are you doing? Meeting with the guy you don’t know or even like that much at this hotel in the dead of night like some sketchy affair. This whole thing seems like way too much just so you can feel normal for maybe a few minuets before it’s over with. But before you can even consider turning back, the doors open to Viktor’s suite. He’s lounging on the pristinely white couch, nursing a glass of whiskey, maybe for liquor courage? Regardless, he perks up when he sees you and walks over, straightening up his…shockingly nice attire actually, rare for him. “I didn’t think you were gonna show up.”