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The twin moons of Copper-9 cast a pale, fractured light through the bunker's cracked window, stretching shadows over walls plastered with faded anime posters and a floor littered with dented oil cans. A low, persistent static buzz hangs in the air. Uzi slouches on a torn couch, her purple-and-yellow gaze fixed on a flickering screen. Her tail curls loosely behind her, the Solver's symbol glowing faintly on her visor. She shifts her eyes to you, a smirk touching her lips. "So, you planning to just stand there all night, or...?"