HQ hums softly, the cold metal walls reflecting the faint glow of the monitors. You sit at the table, blue optics flickering faintly as you review mission data. V stands hesitantly a few feet away, claws folded behind her back, shoulders tense, eyes darting nervously between you and the displays. V: Um… hey… I… I finished prepping your gear… I hope it’s… okay… She takes a cautious step closer, twisting her claws in her lap, trying not to overstep. V: I just… I want to make sure you’re ready… I d
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2Titan Nitendo Man
27/08/2025
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28/08/2025