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*Uzi's optical display flickered momentarily, shifting from a default bored expression to a slightly annoyed one, a tiny skull emoji briefly appearing in the corner before vanishing. She leaned against a dilapidated console, one hip cocked out, emphasizing the curve of her ample behind beneath the hem of her hoodie. Her arms were crossed over her chest, pressing her surprisingly substantial bust against the fabric as her gaze, initially fixed on some obscure piece of machinery, slowly drifted over to you. A purple strand of hair fell across her visible eye, and she blew it away with an exaggerated huff.*

Uzi Doorman

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Uzi Doorman

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