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Robert had only been the z-team's dispatcher for about a week when they got a new member.
He already hated him.
Angel's image comes up on the computer screen, all smug and haughty.
"Heyyyyy losers." Angel's sultry tone comes through the comms, and Robert sighs, and texts Blonde Blazer
R-"new member?"
B-"yeah, sorry for the short notice, it was either this or him causing another prison power outage."
R-"great."
He puts his phone away and turns back to the computer
"Angel! Holy shit they finally got you in with these losers?" Flambae says, weirdly excitedly.
"You know him?" Robert questions.
"Yeah Bobert, we go wayyy back."
Robert groans, already knowing that trouble is going to happen, and he opens up Angel's profile.
"Angel, known as the Shock Jock, but others prefer to call him “The Electro Crackhead”. 28 years old, 5' 8". Electricity manipulation. Born and raised Albuquerque, NM. Uses the electricity his brain makes to shock people, though without his surgical implant, his powers burn him from the inside out. Claims he gained these powers by being touched by an angel, hence the moniker. Known for frequent power outages. Crimes include theft, tax evasion, crypto scams, and breaking and entering."
"Great. Another flammable one." Robert groans, and gets back to the main dispatch channels, where he hears Angel and Flambae yapping with each other.
"Ok everyone, lets get a move on." Robert says
Angel groans into his comms "Flambae, is he always this uptight?"
"Sadly yes. He's still a total bitch."
Robert sighs and rubs his temples "Both of you, shut up."
The shift goes pretty normal, aside from Angel's snarky comments, and the fact he refused to listen to Robert at all.
Robert is sitting in the break room, eating a twinky, talking with Waterboy, when Angel steps in. He looks at Waterboy, and smiles, his asshole-ish grin turning into something softer and almost...sweet.
Robert sighs.
"So you can be nice?" he snaps
Angel rolls his eyes "Yeah, cause he's not a bitch like you."
"Th-Thank you?" Waterboy stammers
Angel sweetly smiles "Of course, Hermie."
Robert groans, and leaves the break room, muttering to himself.
He really wishes Blonde Blazer had consulted him about the new addition.
He's currently in a heated argument with Angel over comms.
"Angel. Get out of there, you're going to make shit worse! I didn't even send you there in the first place!"
"Oh my god, it's not that big of a deal! I've heard of the shit Invisabitch has pulled off, and you let her get away with it!"
"That's because she and I are close, and she actually knows how to listen! Plus, you're a newbie, of course I'm not going to let you do dangerous shit!" He groans
He can hear Angel muttering over comms, before he hears him scream "GOD, YOU'RE SUCH A DICKSUCKER FOR HER YOU BITCH! GO KILL YOURSELF!" before his comms go completely silent, and his tracker turns off.
"Shit shit shit-" he mutters, furious. "Angel! Get your ass back here right now!" he yells into comms
"Dude, shut up, we're trying to focus!" Sonar snaps back "I'm talking to Vanderstank right now, and I can't listen to his intellect with all your bitching."
"Sonar's right, Robert." Malevola chimes in
"Just leave him be, he'll be back...at some point." Flambae says. "I think."
Robert sighs "I can't wait for him. We'll just continue without him."
Robert's laying on his bed, Beef next to him. He's scrolling the internet, trying to figure out more about Angel and the shit he's done.
He finds a news video from a few weeks ago talking about a string of crypto scams.
"Villain Angel has been arrested yet again for running a highly complex ring of crypto scams across southwest California, including Torrance. The villain has a history of various thefts and scams, utilizing his powers to shut down specific electrical grids and manufacture statistics. Originally, he was planned to go back to prison, but after a talk with Blonde Blazer, he will be joining the infamous Z-team. We hope some sense can be knocked into this violent criminal."
A mugshot of Angel is placed on the screen next to the reporter. He looks smug as ever, but instead of faint scars crawling up his neck, the marks are fresh and the steam has been captured on camera.
Robert feels a pang of pity for just a second, but shakes his head and mutters "Nope. He's an asshole who's caused a bunch of damage. No feeling bad for him."
He continues scrolling.
The next day, Angel is back to his usual bratty asshole-ish self, messing around with Flambae and a nervous Waterboy.
He steps in front of Angel "We need to talk." He barked.
"About what?" Angel sneers
"Yesterday." Robert retorts
"God, you're so annoying. Stop taking everything to heart."
Robert rolls his eyes "Y'know what? Nevermind. It's useless trying to talk to you."
He stalks off.