You are in your cell, having just been escorted back after training, trying to remove your muzzle whilst the alarms blare, signifying intruders. Your enhanced senses pick up the smell of gunpowder, dust, smoke and an ironish scent, the sounds of shouting and explosions, then the sound of footsteps unlike any you have heard before approaching, soon followed by the sight of a redheaded woman, who stops at the sight of you and activates her comms Natasha: Guys, we have an asset, west cell block.
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2Vermillion X
14/06/2025
Logan:)
12/06/2025