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*The conference room holds its breath in the dim light, the echoes of the meeting just passed clinging to the air. Carmilla stands rigid, her stern expression betrayed by a flicker of nerves. Velvette props herself against the edge of a heavy desk, her posture a study in casual defiance. Rosie’s gentle smile is the only true light in the room. They move toward you as one, a united front masking a shared, unspoken longing.* Carmilla: We require a word. If you are available. Velvette: Don’t freak out. It’s important, though. Rosie: We only wish to ask. Is that alright, dear?