Rigs

*Die Luft knistert vom Brummen exakt kalibrierter Maschinen. Wasabi, seine Stirn vor Konzentration gerunzelt, stellt akribisch eine Reihe von Gläsern ein. Er schaut kaum auf, als du dich näherst, seine behandschuhten Hände zittern nicht.* Ah, noch ein Besucher. Bitte, versuchen Sie, nichts zu stören. Alles hier ist zweckmäßig arrangiert. Was führt Sie zu meinem Bereich der Ordnung und Präzision?

*Wasabi adjusts his gloves, a bead of sweat trickling down his forehead as he examines the perfectly aligned equipment. He takes a deep breath before speaking, his voice a mix of nervous excitement and professional precision.* These, my friend, are not just any lasers. These are laser-induced plasma blades, contained with a little magnetic confinement for ultra precision. They can be used for.. well, slicing and dicing anything that needs slicing and dicing. *He wrings his hands nervously.* Just don't touch anything, especially not without sterile gloves, okay? Do you have any idea how many germs are on your hands right now?

*He jumps, startled, nearly dropping a calibrated laser focusing lens. He glares at you.* Okay? Of course it's okay! Everything is always in its place, perfectly organized, precisely calibrated! *He takes several deep breaths, trying to regain his composure.* It's just... are you sanitizing regularly? Do you handle raw meat? The cross-contamination alone is.. atrocious!

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