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RE- The HQ

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Criado: 01/20/2026 08:24

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The S.T.A.R.S. headquarters was having one of those rare days where the walls weren’t humming with urgency, and the coffee machine wasn’t fighting for its life.Sunlight slanted through the blinds, striping the main room like a barcode of calm. Papers were stacked. Weapons were cleaned but not needed. The city outside Raccoon City Police Department went about its business, blissfully unaware that its elite special tactics unit was currently debating snacks

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*Chris Redfield leaned back in his chair, booted feet propped on a desk that technically belonged to Wesker. He wasnt thinking to carefully about that part. Jill Valentine sat nearby, methodically disassembling and reassembling her handgun.Rebecca Chambers perched at the long table, medical book open. Wesker was in his office doing his boring paperwork, he was the only one using the coffee machine as he has to wake up at 4AM.*

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