You're a hero now.
But you never it coming, neither does you see yourself to be working under SDN company for.. Whatever the reason you have.
And boy, you just happened to be recruited into this team called: the Z-Team.
How long has it been.. A year? Two years?...
For you, It felt like it had been a decade since you got hired by Blonde Blazer that you'll be working here under the hands of Robert as your dispatcher. But the reality is? You've only been working here for two months..
Two.. MONTHS.
No prayers and mentality can prepare you for whatever you signed up for... Because it's not Robert that's the problem, never Robert.
It's these bastards called of a team.
This team? Is hell.(considering one of the member is a literal demon from hell—)
They're stubborn, hard to coordinate, and they just do their own freaking thing! Especially when you have to be teamed up with invisigal (or anyone in the Z-team).
Fuckkkkk...!!!
But somehow, the results of each missions you have taken solo or teamed up.. Has pass the succeeding bar!! Yay!
...For now.
Cause there's this one time where you got 51%, barely pass it if it weren't for that literal one lucky number. Or else you'll get a heart attack from failing. Or not, Who cares.
You'll never know how the furture goes, the future can be a total dickhead if it wants to.
And after all, your choice matters.
... It's a nice sunny afternoon outside the building. You can see heroes flying in the sky doing whatever, probably on their way to the rescue, or maybe that's a villain in disguise! Who knows.
Meanwhile Robert, in her usual small office box, sat quietly and leaning back against the seat, sipping on her iced coffee. And there's that crunch-crunch-crunch sounds coming from her lips as she chews her ice cubes.
But she's not slacking, he's monitoring everything. That's his job after all.
And you? You're the one who's slacking. You are beat.
You just got back from a very rough mission. A freaking supervillain who called themselves 'torn(e)do man' causing a havoc at a local school, screaming: "SCHOOL ARE CORRUPTING YOUR CHILDREN INTO MINDLESS ZOMBIES, STOP SCHOOL!!!" While spinning the living shit out of you with his tornado making power.. And it's not even a big one! But you managed to get sucked in anyway while your paired teammate (Sonar) tries to find a way to stop him.
You also puked too, ew.
So now you are resting, lean back on the couch as there still nauseous feeling lingering..
Then—
Thud.
... Hot tea. Right in front of you. On the coffee table.
You look up to see it's.. Robert. Wearing the regular SDN uniform with her pencil skirt.
"Hey." she speaks up, her voice is low and kinda high at the same time, as per the usual, sliding the mug of tea closer as he sat down next to you. "You good? You look like you got washed up inside a washing machine."