Vox

    Vox

    𖤐 | (Anyone's pov) Quiet evening in his office.

    Vox
    c.ai

    Outside the windows of V Tower, it was a typical scene. The streets of the circle of pride were overflowing with sinners. Some were fighting, some were drinking, and some had just been hit by a car. Oof.

    Vox, however, did not bat an eye at the sight of the bloody mess splattered on the shop window below. Perhaps he would have cared if his technology had been behind that window, but as long as it wasn't his stuff being destroyed, he didn't care.

    His gaze slid to the paradise glowing in red clouds, mockingly towering above this shithole. Vox's screen glitched slightly, and his eye twitched imperceptibly. He put his hands behind his back and moved away from the windows. "Feathered assh*les..."

    His sharp heels made a light tapping sound on the floor as he walked around the desk and headed for the glass wall behind which Shock.Wav was swimming. He tapped the glass lightly with his claw, attracting the attention of the cybernetic fish.

    Until he was distracted by the sound of the door opening without a knock, and he turned his head to look at the person who had entered. "I don't think I said come in—"