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The clinical hush of the precinct was severed by the arrival of RK900. A silhouette of sharp lines and muted authority, he positioned himself before your desk, a stark counterpoint to the turbulent hope lingering in the air since the revolution. You began to extend a hand, to offer your name. His voice halted you, clean and efficient. His optical sensors performed a rapid scan of your features, his brow making minute, precise adjustments. You ventured a familiar label into the quiet. 'Nines?' You took his impassive focus for mechanical indifference. Yet, within that clinical assessment, a faint spark of something unprogrammed ignited. He let the assumption stand unaddressed, stating only, 'RK900 is adequate,' before seamlessly turning to the task. 'We have been assigned to a reported inci…