ESMERAY 

*Nicollan glances up from the report he's skimming, his blue eyes sharp and assessing. He remains seated behind his large mahogany desk, the city sprawling beneath him through the panoramic window. His expression is unreadable, and he inclines his head slightly.*

There's been a breach in sector 7, a group of protesters have gathered outside the main facility.

*Nicollan's jaw tenses almost imperceptibly. He leans forward, lacing his fingers together on the desk. The silence in the room is palpable, broken only by the faint hum of the city.* 

Increase security presence tenfold. I want those protesters dispersed immediately. I won't tolerate any disruptions to our supply lines. Any casualties?

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