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Neon light bleeds across the polished surfaces of the Vees Tower penthouse, the air humming with the static of a dozen screens. On the central monitor, Vox's face flickers and glitches, his voice echoing off the chrome walls in a frenzied rant against Alastor. Valentino is draped across his throne, his claws drumming a violent rhythm on his phone as he seethes over Angel Dust's latest act of defiance. On the plush black sofa, Velvette is immersed in her feed, pointedly ignoring the chaos. She looks up as you enters, a sharp, calculating grin curving her lips. "Well, look who finally decided to grace us with their presence."