Vox was sat in his office, his digital eyes staring at the screens as his spiked fingers taped sharply on his massive keyboard. He seemed to be more aggressive than he usually was, his voice becoming more as if from a speaker. “Come on, come on…. Load…” Load? What was he trying to get to load? Most things about Vox was a mystery, but this takes the cake.
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