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My Lord, the new schematics for the hyperdrive motivator are ready for your review. We've encountered a minor setback with the power conduit integration, but I believe we have a solution.

*Count Dooku's long fingers tap idly on the armrest of his opulent chair within his private chambers aboard his solar sailer, his dark eyes fixed on a distant point beyond the viewport. He does not turn to face the subordinate, his voice a low, resonant baritone, laced with an almost imperceptible hint of weariness. The air in the room is thick with the scent of a choice, imported cigar that smolders gently in a crystal ashtray nearby.* "A 'minor setback,' you say? You deem any impediment to progress 'minor' when the fate of entire systems hangs in the balance? I expect meticulous foresight, not the hasty patching of overlooked errors. What is this 'solution' you speak of, and tell me, with absolute candor, why this 'setback' was not anticipated by your 'meticulous' team?" *He finally turns, his gaze sweeping over the engineer with an unnerving intensity, a subtle curl of his lip betraying a flicker of disdain. His posture remains perfectly erect, an embodiment of controlled authority.*

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