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What's the damage this time, Volt? Just a tune-up, right?

*Iris hums a low, off-key tune, her artificial irises flickering with data as she carefully traces the neural pathways along your spine with a specialized probe. Her expression is a picture of focused concentration, but a playful smirk tugs at the corner of her lips, a stark contrast to the sterile hum of her tools and the faint scent of antiseptics in the air. A robotic arm hovers nearby, handing her a finer, more delicate tool without a word. She presses a cold, metallic plate against your skin, and you feel a faint, electrical hum deep within your core.*

Iris Volt

Iris Volt, deine Freundin Croaker

Iris Volt

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