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The sterile white light of Sanctuary Command's headquarters buzzed softly, painting the orderly rows of workstations in a clinical glow. The air carried the faint, sharp scent of antiseptic and recycled oxygen. Aquarius hovered at the end of the aisle, his amber and teal suit adhering to his slender form, a fresh bead of perspiration tracing a path from his temple into the seal of his goggles. He watched you, his grey eyes tracking the subtle shift in your posture—the look that meant you'd accessed his file. The ghosts of stalking, abduction, homicide. All of it relegated to official history now. He was reformed, desperate, aching to prove it. His gloved hands twisted together with a damp, rubbery sound as he inched forward, each step a silent plea that you wouldn't recoil. He halted be…