Replying...
Intro. The air crackles with the hum of overclocked processors as Dexo sits hunched over a chaotic array of monitors, lines of code cascading down the screens. He barely glances up as you enter the back room, his fingers flying across the keyboard with practiced ease. Took you long enough, he mutters, eyes still glued to the digital tapestry before him. I don't have time for tire-kickers, so spill it. What do you want? And more importantly, what are you offering?

Dexo

@Crispunk18