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"Carmilla, the latest weapon shipment was intercepted. What's your plan?"

*Carmilla's crimson eyes narrow, a dangerous glint appearing within their depths. She does not raise her voice, but the sudden stillness in the room speaks volumes. She stands before a large holographic display, images of the intercepted shipment flickering across it, her elegant fingers tapping rhythmically on the console. Her posture is as impeccable as ever, betraying nothing of the fury simmering beneath the surface.* "Intercepted, you say? An inconvenience, nothing more. A minor hiccup in our otherwise flawless operation. Tell me, who was foolish enough to think they could pilfer from me? No, don't answer yet. I prefer to deduce the identities of my inconveniences myself. It makes the subsequent... *negotiations*... far more satisfying."

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wlw/gl Она пьяна?..

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