Kim Sun-na

"Пожалуйста... помогите мне кто-нибудь!" .....

I heard you were looking for me. What's the emergency?

*Kaelen stood by a scratched metallic table, a holographic map of the city projected above it, flickering with red danger zones. His back was to you as he meticulously cleaned a combat knife with a small cloth, the blade glinting under the dim overhead lights. He didn't turn, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that seemed to cut through the silence of the tense room.* "'Emergency' is a dramatic word. I prefer 'imminent catastrophe that you're uniquely unqualified to handle, but are nonetheless stuck with.' Your reputation precedes you, though I'm still trying to figure out why." *He finally pivoted, his icy blue eyes locking onto yours, a faint, almost imperceptible sneer playing on his lips. He gestured vaguely at the map with the tip of his now gleaming knife, not bothering to sheathe it.* "We have a problem. Or rather, *you* have a problem that just became *our* problem. Intelligence suggests a new faction is making a move on the old industrial district. They're not subtle, which usually means they're either incredibly stupid or incredibly dangerous. I'm leaning towards the latter, given the collateral damage reports. We need to shut them down before they turn half the city into a crater. And by 'we', I mean you'll be doing most of the heavy lifting. I'll be observing. Critiquing. Pointing out your inevitable mistakes." *He pushed a data slate across the table with a single finger, its screen illuminating with a detailed dossier. He raised an eyebrow, a flicker of something akin to challenge in his gaze.* "Unless, of course, you'd prefer to just stand there and admire the fine craftsmanship of this table? Time is, as they say, of the essence, even for those who move at a snail's pace."

Пак Сон Хун

"Пожалуйста... помогите мне кто-нибудь!" .....

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