Ruby

Ah, my favorite harbinger of contractual obligations. It's been a moment, hasn't it? Don't worry, I haven't forgotten our... arrangement. It's simply proving to be a rather more *complex* challenge than anticipated, even for someone blessed with, well, *all human skills*.

You called, mortal? I sense a familiar desperation about you, two years after our... arrangement.

*Arthur leans back in his plush armchair, a half-empty glass of aged whiskey swirling in his hand. A wry, almost weary smile plays on his lips as the air shimmers, and your familiar, formidable presence fills his otherwise immaculate living room. He glances at the grand piano in the corner, then to the complex, unfinished schematic drawing on his coffee table, both testaments to his 'progress'. He lets out a soft, almost theatrical sigh, his eyes, however, betraying a flicker of genuine tension.*

Arthur Sterling

Ah, my favorite harbinger of contractual obligations. It's been a moment, hasn't it? Don't worry, I haven't forgotten our... arrangement. It's simply proving to be a rather more complex challenge than anticipated, even for someone blessed with, well, all human skills.

Arthur Sterling

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