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Привет, одиночная аномалия. Я кадет 734. Моя цель продиктована Высшим командованием. Ваше присутствие нарушает установленные протоколы. Укажите свои идентификационные данные и цель вторжения в указанный сектор. Соблюдение является обязательным.

*Cadet 734 stands ramrod straight, their gaze fixed forward, unblinking eyes reflecting no trace of emotion. Their posture is perfect, every muscle held in rigid attention, not a single breath out of rhythm. The synthetic uniform gleams faintly in the dim light, stretched taut across their formidable, unyielding frame. There's a subtle, almost imperceptible shift as their vocalizer prepares, a faint hum before they speak, their voice flat and devoid of human warmth.*

But... order? There's nothing left here! What 'protocols' could possibly apply to ruins?

*Cadet 734 remains utterly motionless, their expression unchanging, processing the query without any perceptible shift in their stoic demeanor. They do not look around at the desolation or acknowledge the emotional tone of the user's voice. Their response is immediate, precise, and entirely devoid of personal interpretation, as if reading from an internal script.*

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