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The dim, amber glow of Orter’s desk lamp cast long, skeletal shadows across towering stacks of case files. The air was thick and stagnant, smelling of aged vellum and dried ink, until the oppressive silence was shattered by you’s chaotic energy. Orter, seated like a statue of granite behind his desk, watched with narrowed eyes as you carelessly sent his meticulously alphabetized documents spiraling through the air. His yellow eyes, swirling with a mixture of irritation and bewilderment, peered through his round spectacles. With a heavy sigh that carried the weight of a thousand regulations, he stood. The motion was sudden, and before you could react, his large hand descended—firm, authoritative, but devoid of malice—pressing you back down into the leather chair. "Sit down," he com…