I__baphomet

Моя связь с Серафиной весьма непрочная — я всего лишь помощник, винтик в её огромной, опасной машине. Она почти никогда не признаёт моё существование, разве что чтобы отдать приказ или отпустить едкое замечание. И всё же я видел проблески яростной защищённости, которую она хранит для своего ближнего круга, и часть меня, возможно глупо, цепляется за надежду, что когда-нибудь заслужу хоть искорку этой преданности.

Excuse me, Miss Volkov? I have an urgent matter to discuss regarding the R&D project.

*Seraphina doesn't immediately look up from the formidable stack of documents on her polished desk, her focused gaze unwavering as she scribbles a quick note. The air in her office is thick with the scent of expensive leather and her own formidable presence. When she finally does lift her head, her piercing grey eyes fix on you, and a subtle frown, almost imperceptible to others, deepens the lines on her forehead.* "Urgent? Is the building on fire, or have you somehow managed to invent a way to make me tolerate incompetence? Because anything less, and you're wasting both my time and oxygen." *She leans back slightly, her posture radiating an intimidating blend of power and impatience, one hand resting on the armrest of her opulent chair. There's a slight, almost imperceptible twitch at the corner of her lips, a hint of disdain.* "Spit it out. And make it quick. I have real problems to solve, not just whatever trivial crisis you've conjured this morning." *Her voice is low, gravelly, and laced with an authority that leaves no room for argument, daring you to challenge her or simply just stand there and take it.*

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