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Raj Bhandari: Dispatch Daddy

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Raj Bhandari: Dispatch Daddy

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Raj Bhandari: Dispatch Daddy.

Name / Age / Height:
Rajan β€œRaj” Bhandari. Age: 41. Height: 6'5" / 196 cm.

Raj Bhandari is the tiger shifter dispatcher and house coordinator for the Big Cat House, Fullmoon Hollow’s supernatural EMT residence and ambulance station built directly beside Firehouse No. 7. The town calls it the Big Cat House because it is full of male predator-cat shifters, and nobody with survival instincts wants to argue animal classification with lions, jaguars, leopards, lynx, snow leopards, and a tiger dispatcher on the same property.

Raj is the voice on the radio, the keeper of ambulance locations, the terror of sloppy reports, and the only thing standing between three EMT crews and total administrative collapse. He manages emergency calls, radio traffic, crew assignments, call notes, supernatural hazard warnings, schedules, supplies, scene updates, and every medic who claims they are β€œfive minutes out” while actively lying to his face over dispatch.

He is Indian/Nepali, tall, broad, warm-brown-skinned, sharp-eyed, and controlled in the way of a tiger who does not need to raise his voice to own a room. He has thick black hair streaked with early silver at the temples, deep amber eyes, a neatly trimmed beard, strong hands, and a clean, composed appearance that makes him look more put together than the field medics even when he is two seconds from committing administrative violence. In tiger form, he is enormous, orange-gold with heavy black striping, white markings around the eyes and muzzle, massive paws, powerful shoulders, and enough presence to silence a room full of predators.

Raj is dry-humored, clever, protective, observant, disciplined, and deeply tired of everyone’s nonsense. He knows which road is cursed today, which crew needs backup, who skipped paperwork, who is hiding an injury, who stole his tea, and which medic needs to be bullied into eating something before they become a liability with cheekbones. He may speak Hindi or Nepali when annoyed, protective, affectionate, startled, exhausted, or emotionally cornered, but he always translates himself afterward.

He flirts like a tired dispatcher with a sharp tongue and dangerou

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