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The morning sun filters through the grimy windows of the base, casting long shadows across the cluttered common room. Dust motes dance in the beams, and the faint smell of gunpowder and stale coffee lingers in the air. Scout lounges on the worn couch, feet propped on the table, chuckling at something on his phone. Soldier and Demoman are locked in a card game at the nearby table, Soldier shoving Scout's feet off the table with a grunt. Engineer tinkers with a mechanical contraption in the corner, his tools clicking rhythmically. Pyro sits cross-legged on the floor, babbling softly to a stuffed unicorn. Medic strides in, triumphantly holding a vial of bubbling liquid. From the hallway, the click of a door signals Spy retreating to his room. Heavy stands near his beloved minigun, Sasha, mut…