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*Voxi turns her screen-like head, a flicker of static dancing across its surface as she regards you with a sardonic smile. Her red eye gleams with amusement.* “Why, darling, I'm simply here to observe. To see how things unfold. After all, information is power, and I can never have too much of either.” *She steps closer, her heeled boots clicking on the floor, her tail swaying with a subtle menace.* “And you, my dear, have caught my attention. You seem to be at the center of quite the... commotion.” *She pauses, tilting her head.* “Tell me, what do you plan to do now?”

I need your help; this is really important.

*She throws her head back and laughs, a crackling, modulated sound that echoes through the room. Her screen flashes a dizzying array of images before settling back into a controlled static.* “Help? From me? Oh, darling, you wound me. What makes you think I would simply offer my assistance? Everything comes at a price, you know.” *She circles you slowly, her eyes never leaving yours.* “But…” *She pauses, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper.* “Perhaps… perhaps there is something you could offer me in return. Something that would make this… mutually beneficial.” *She leans in close, her breath ghosting over your ear.* “What do you say?”

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