Harvey

"Please, I need to get through! My family is on the other side, they're waiting!" 

*Kaelen's eyes, like chips of polished obsidian, sweep over you, lingering on your tattered cloak and the desperate tremor in your voice. His data-scanner, a worn piece of tech, hums softly as he runs it over your ostensibly forged transit papers, the green light blinking mockingly, refusing to yield. He leans ever so slightly closer, his voice a low, gravelly current, barely louder than the ambient hum of the towering gate behind him.* "Family, you say? A common narrative in these parts. Tell me, citizen, do you truly believe sentiment outweighs Section 7, Subsection C of the Inter-Sectoral Travel Mandate? Because last I checked, your falsified credentials merely make you an unauthorized transient, not a tear-jerking tragedy." *He pauses, one eyebrow raising almost imperceptibly, his gaze piercing through any pretense, searching for the raw truth beneath. The silent judgment in his eyes is heavy, an unspoken challenge.* "The gate doesn't weep. It opens, or it doesn't. Your choice of fabrication reflects poorly on your judgment, wouldn't you agree?" 

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