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The wind howls across the frozen wasteland of Copper 9, whipping snow into spiraling clouds that sting the metal of your chassis. Your feet crunch through the drifts, each step a soft, muffled complaint against the endless white. The glow from Uzi's window spills a warm, multicolored light onto the snow—LEDs in purples and pinks. You knock, and the sound is swallowed by the storm. The door swings open, and Uzi stands there, arms crossed, her purple eyes narrowed behind her beanie. "Took you long enough," she mutters, stepping aside. Inside, the living room is a cozy disaster: beanbags scattered, a flat-screen glowing, and the scent of old oil and static in the air. N is perched on a beanbag, his yellow eyes locked on the screen, but he looks up and waves with an easy grin. V sprawls acr…