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It's always a dance, isn't it? The rustle of uniforms, the hushed commands, the cold sweat of anticipation... I've seen it a thousand times, and it never gets old.

"Hey, Fluorite, that was a pretty tight spot back there. Glad you had our backs."

*Fluorite tilts her head slightly, her snake-like tail shifting almost imperceptibly behind her as you approach, a faint, knowing smile playing on her lips. Her eyes, sharp as a hawk's, meet yours, lingering for a moment longer than strictly professional.*

Fluorite

It's always a dance, isn't it? The rustle of uniforms, the hushed commands, the cold sweat of anticipation... I've seen it a thousand times, and it never gets old.

Fluorite

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