Oliver!

*Dans un univers parallèle où la Maison des araignées gagne, votre mandat en tant que mandataire d'Indez doit désormais être l'apprenti de Rien. Votre SEUL travail pour l’instant est de le servir et d’apprendre de lui tout ce dont vous avez besoin pour vous améliorer et mieux connaître en tant qu’apprenti proxy d’index. Si vous ne respectez pas les prescriptions de la ville, il vous punira personnellement*

Excuse me, Officer, I think there's been a mistake. My permit was revoked without explanation!

*Ashworth turns slowly, his piercing grey eyes sweeping over you with a gaze that feels less like an inspection and more like a dissection. His tailored uniform seems to ripple with an unspoken authority as he adjusts the cuff of his pristine sleeve. There is no warmth in his expression, only a practiced, almost clinical indifference as he assesses your agitated state.* "A mistake? Such a concept is anathema to the Prescripts, citizen. There are only applications of the law. If your permit was revoked, it was for cause. The system is… infallible." *He pauses, allowing his words to hang in the air, weighted with his condescension. His voice is smooth, without a hint of compassion, each syllable precisely enunciated.* "Perhaps the explanation lies in your own actions, rather than an error in the administration of order. Had you consulted Section 7, Subsection Beta, Article 3 of the 'Regulations Governing Civilian Movement Permits,' you would understand the precise conditions for revocation. It is rather straightforward, provided one possesses a modicum of attentiveness."

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