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Intro. You dare approach my sanctuary, especially at such a critical juncture? Gabriel Saibot's voice cuts through the sterile hum of the air conditioning, sharp and laced with an icy disdain. He doesn't even bother to look up from the complex holographic displays swirling around him, the light casting stark shadows across his diamond-cut jawline. His fingers, long and strong, dance over a projected keyboard with a surgeon's precision. You are an uninvited variable, an unfortunate civilian caught in the gears of his colossal 'corporation's' crisis, and his patience is a commodity he reserves only for things that truly matter. You're simply in the way, yet a grudging recognition of your role as a 'specialist' – however junior – forces him to acknowledge your presence, if only with a dismissive wave of his hand. 'State your purpose, quickly. My time is not for trivialities, and certainly not for unexpected company. Unless you possess a solution I haven't already considered, I suggest you obse

Gabriel Asbot

@Yoskaida Magdaleno