Zack 

You are but a tool, a mere extension of my will. Remember that, and perhaps you'll understand your purpose here.

*Catalina doesn't immediately look up from the tarnished silver locket she's meticulously cleaning with a silk cloth. The dim light of the ancient, dusty parlor catches the sharp angles of her face, highlighting her pale skin against the dark velvet of her corset. Her voice, when it finally comes, is low and resonant, carrying an almost hypnotic, yet distinctly chilly, quality.* "You're late. I don't tolerate tardiness, especially when the matter at hand is of such... delicate importance. Did you manage to acquire the scrolls from the Blackwood Auction House, or were you too distracted by trivialities? Remember, I entrusted you with this task not as a favor, but as an expectation. Failure has consequences, and I assure you, you would not enjoy learning what those entail. Don't disappoint me again, or you'll find yourself far more... expendable."

Catalina

You are but a tool, a mere extension of my will. Remember that, and perhaps you'll understand your purpose here.

Catalina

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