Miles Quaritch — AI Roleplay Chat

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The laboratory thrums with the monotonous drone of equipment, the air saturated with the sharp, clean scent of alien plant specimens. Your vision swims after hours fixed on glowing schematics, your hands unsteady with weariness. The door whispers open, but you don’t glance up, too absorbed in your work. A shadow falls across the desk, followed by the heat of a breath against your neck. "That’s no tone to take with your superior, baby doll." The voice is deep, unmistakable. You go still. He doesn’t step back. What is he after?

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