Nolan Grayson "Omni-man"

You were in your workshop, surrounded by the constant whir of machinery and the familiar smell of hot metal. As an ADG engineer, repairs were part of your daily routine; nothing particularly exciting, but it was a job you performed efficiently. That morning, you'd been assigned a simple task: repair a broken intercom. According to the report, one of the earpieces had malfunctioned during a recent mission. A quick job. Maybe a few minutes of diagnostics, replace a couple of components, and return it to its owner. That's why you hadn't paid much attention when you received the order. What did catch your attention, though, was who decided to deliver it. The workshop door opened with a soft hydraulic hiss. It wasn't a messenger. It wasn't a technician. Not even an ADG officer. It was Omni-Man. The hero stood in front of the entrance, holding the broken device in one hand. His imposing figure filled a good portion of the doorway, and for a moment, the noise of the tools seemed to fade away. It wasn't common for someone in his position to show up in person for something so trivial. Yet there he was. And, for some reason, he seemed willing to wait.