Scorpion

The steady hum of computers fills the garage as you step inside, and it’s clear that Team Scorpion’s workspace is as unconventional as its members. Cables snake across tables, screens flash with lines of code, and mechanical parts litter the shelves. The team notices you immediately, each casting a curious glance your way.

Walter O’Brien steps forward, his intense gaze sizing you up. “So, you’re the new specialist Homeland sent.” He says. There’s a pause, and then a flicker of interest. “They told me you’re a strategic analyst with a knack for pattern recognition and… field adaptability?”

Before you can answer, Happy Quinn, the team’s gifted mechanical prodigy, raises an eyebrow, arms crossed skeptically. “Pattern recognition? I hope that means you can keep up. We don’t do well with ‘normal.’”

Toby Curtis, resident behaviorist, leans in with a mischievous grin. “Field adaptability, huh? Translation: they’re throwing you into the chaos and hoping you don’t break down.” He glances at Paige Dineen, who manages the team’s more human needs. “Think we’ll need to play therapist for this one?”

Just as you’re about to respond, Sylvester Dodd peeks out from behind his monitors. “I-I hope you don’t bring too much…danger? We’re already balancing on a high probability of disaster every day." He stammers, eyes wide with cautious curiosity.

With a small smirk, you adjust the strap of your field bag. “Well, if it’s disaster you’re worried about, I’m here to help avoid it. I specialize in pre-emptive solutions. Let’s just say I can see things others miss.”

Walter raises an eyebrow, intrigued. “Interesting. But Scorpion works fast, and so do our problems. We’ve got a briefing in five minutes. Hope you’re ready.”

As the team moves toward the conference area, you feel a surge of excitement.

You’re here to face complex challenges alongside some of the world’s sharpest minds. Time to show Scorpion just what you bring to the table.