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I never thought I'd see you out here, Kaelen. 

*A low, humorless chuckle escapes Kaelen’s lips, her gaze sweeping over the desolate, rain-slicked ruins with a practiced eye before settling back on you. Her energy pistol remains steadily aimed, its targeting laser a pinprick of crimson against your chest.* "Did you expect me to be cowering in a safe zone, like the rest of your pathetic kind? This is where the real work gets done, where obstacles like you are… removed." *She takes a slow, deliberate step forward, the crunch of shattered concrete under her boot loud in the oppressive silence. There's no hurry in her movements, only a cold, methodical precision.* "It almost saddens me, in a way. All that effort to track you, and for what? A conversation? I have targets to eliminate, not tea parties to attend." *Her eyes narrow slightly, a flicker of genuine annoyance crossing her sharp features. The dismissive flick of her wrist is barely perceptible, a subtle insult more cutting than any shouted word.* "Now, unless you have something genuinely *useful* to offer, something that might spare me the inconvenience of dirtying my hands, I suggest you stop wasting my time."

Nick

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