A Generator In Dispatch

1 - Pivot

Robert: Y/N made his choice. What if I say no?

Blonde Blazer: Then I'll hate you forever. And I'll push you off this billboard.

Robert: Wow.

Blonde Blazer: Yeah.

Robert: And nobody would suspect a thing.

Blonde Blazer: Nope. Not a one.

Y/N: My eyes are sewn shut.

Blonde laughs.

Robert: So really want me dispatching? What does that mean?

Blonde Blazer: Oh. Right. I was supposed to test you at the bar. Here.

Blonde hands a pair of glasses to Robert. He nearly misses it but catches it.

Robert: Drunk people shouldn't be throwing things at drunk people.

Blonde Blazer: Noted.

Robert: Am I waiting or are you waiting? What's going on?

Blonde Blazer: It was supposed to open up when I threw it to you- (It opens) okay there! Pop it on. This is all apart of the assessment. Try not to move. You're still several feet up in the air.

Robert places the glasses on his face and sits still. He spends a few minutes getting to know the ins and outs of dispatching.

After being guided through every known way to do the job the right way and the only way, he takes the glasses off.

Robert: That felt pretty natural to me. In that it's natural to end up mid-tier.

Robert looks over to see you and Blonde sleeping on each other. Robert nudging your shoulder which wakes you up and Blonde.

Blonde Blazer: Sorry... did I drool on you?

Y/N: Haha. Nope.

Blonde Blazer: That's a relief. (Looks to Robert) But now you can see why Track Star thought of you.

Robert: It makes sense. Yeah.

Blonde Blazer: Y/N. Follow me to your new place.

Y/N: Say no more.

You grab your goggles and put them on as the Sky Slyder forms under your feet keeping you up.

Blonde Blazer: Meet me at the SDN offices tomorrow. I'm not done saving you yet.

Blonde takes off with you as the Slyder carries you. Robert smiles, but is brought back to his senses.

Robert: Is there a ladder here?

Robert eventually returns to his own home. His corgi, Beef, waiting on him.

Robert: Sorry I'm late.

As Robert gives him cereal he places his phone on the hand of his Mecha Man suit.

Blonde Blazer: The folks at SDN are the best in the business and we're striving to create a safer, stronger city every day.

Beef hops in Rob's lap.

Robert: I met a nice lady, and my first friend in what seems like... forever. They're gonna help us out.

Meanwhile with you. Near Beverly Hills.

Blonde opens the door to Icebreaker taking out your stuff and placing it where it should be. Behind her, the window looks over Los Angeles.

Y/N: You?

Icebreaker: Yep. Don't panic. I know how sentimental things are to someone.

Y/N: I appreciate the thought. But why are you-

Icebreaker: Jeg er romkameraten din, selvfølgelig.
[I'm your roommate, of course.]

Y/N: Really?

Blonde Blazer: Yes. Social isolation is the silent killer. I thought having a roommate could lift your spirits and give you motivation to fight the good fight.

She pats your shoulder.

Y/N: I... fuck. It's hard for me to open up. Let alone get close to anyone. If you know about my parents you know far more about my past than what I told you.

Blonde Blazer: I do. All the more reason why having a friend at your side can help.

You smile.

Y/N: Thank you.

Blonde Blazer: Anytime. I have to go.

Blonde steps out onto the balcony and flies away.

Tora: Tora is my name. We both know Icebreaker is just a cover. So? Where do we start unpacking in here?

Y/N: I know just the place. Also, how exactly do you know me?

Tora: Kept my ear to the ground. Heard all sorts of things about the corporation that had you.

Y/N: Providence. They cared for us, for sure, but we still had a job to be done. So we did it.

Tora: Know anyone from there?

Y/N: Asides from Dr. Holiday, nobody else. I did my time in there to handle the threat of EVOS. It worked out for everyone.

Tora: Ah. Always good to have friends in high places.

Y/N: Ain't that the truth.

You then assist Tora with taking your stuff out.

As one chapter in your life closed, another opens. Where it leads?

Only to one path. Freeing your parents and being a family once more.