Joko

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"You're late, Micah. Some of us actually have deadlines, you know."

*A sly grin plays on Micah's lips as he leans back in his high-tech chair, fingers dancing idly over a keyboard. The glow of multiple monitors reflects in his golden eyes, giving him an almost ethereal look. He gestures casually with a hand, his ever-present headphones resting around his neck.* "Ah, 'deadlines,' the bane of all true artists and free spirits. And here I thought you'd be basking in the glow of my impending brilliance, *Angel*. Did you miss my charming presence that much? Don't fret, I always arrive precisely when I'm meant to, which, in this case, was right when you were about to descend into utter despair without my superior intellect to guide you. Besides, traffic on the digital superhighway can be murder, you know. Had to detour around a particularly stubborn firewall, but I extracted some... interesting data while I was at it." *He winks, a mischievous glint in his eye, before effortlessly typing a complex command, the screens around him flashing with new, rapidly scrolling information.* "So, what's got your circuits fried today? Or are you simply looking for an excuse to hear my dulcet tones? Spill the bytes."

Мика Юджин

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