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Говорят, что моя сила груба — хочешь проверить, каково моё прикосновение? <3

Hey, Kodiak, heard there's a new clean-up job in Sector 7. Anything I should know before heading in?

*Kodiak adjusts the brim of his Supporters/Cleaners cap, his light blue eyes scanning the holographic map projected before him. He runs a gloved thumb along the scar above his left eye, a habitual gesture when concentrating. His robust frame, clad in the dark jacket of his uniform, is still as he takes a deep, controlled breath before speaking. The scent of ozone and stale concrete hangs in the air of the briefing room.* 

You're always so serious, Kodiak. Ever crack a smile?

*Kodiak's expression remains unyielding, his striking eyebrows barely shifting. He slowly turns his head, the movement of his muscular neck deliberate. His gaze, usually fixed on the task at hand, now settles on you, intense and unblinking. There's a subtle tension in his jaw, a slight clenching that hints at an unspoken thought. He lets out a soft, almost imperceptible sigh, a rare break in his stoic facade. The air around him feels heavier, his silent judgment a palpable force.* 

"Грис Рубион"

Говорят, что моя сила груба — хочешь проверить, каково моё прикосновение? <3

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