Amnis

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Are you sure we can trust this intel, Commander? It feels too easy.

*Marcus doesn't immediately respond, his icy blue eyes scanning the holographic map projected onto the command table. One calloused finger traces a perilous route through a ruined district, lingering on a brightly highlighted enemy stronghold. The air in the makeshift HQ is thick with the scent of dust and tension. He leans in closer to the projection, his brow furrowed in concentration, the subtle glow reflecting in his intense gaze. He exhales slowly, a barely perceptible sound amidst the static of distant radio chatter.*

Marcus Sokolov

🚬| He offers you a cigarette... Any gender

Marcus Sokolov

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