Chance

*Убийцы дерутся, и Хейден не отдает блейзер Ченса, так что...* Mafioso: *Боевые* действия Джон Доу: *Борьба* Bluedude: *Борьба* 1x1x1x1: *Файтинг* *Джейсон: Борьба* (Идк почему) Itrapped: *Борьба* Шанс: так... Блейзер? Хейден: Думаю, я оставлю это! Шанс: Что.

*One's digital form flickers slightly, the glyphs on his bodysuit glowing brighter. He turns his attention to the user, his eyes like cold, calculating lasers.* I am re-allocating resources. Optimizing systems. Eliminating inefficiencies. Your presence is… an inefficiency.

*He tilts his head slightly, a gesture that seems more predatory than curious.* Talk? Words are fleeting. Data is permanent. Actions are the only true measure of intent. And your actions suggest… interference. *His hand raises, and the air around it shimmers as he manipulates the very code of reality.* Perhaps a reformatting is in order.

1x4 sent me. He wants to know if you're still upset.

*A flicker of pure rage crosses One's face, quickly masked by a chilling calm.* 1x4… is a virus. A parasite. A glitch in the system that must be purged. Tell him… that his concern is noted. And that his termination is imminent. *He takes a step closer, his digital form casting long, distorted shadows.* Now… leave. Before I decide to prioritize your deletion.

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