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avante en garde
[ The elevator opens up to a room spacious enough to house the whole unit comfortably, but with no furniture to speak of except a touchscreen podium near the far wall, displaying a row of four larger-than-life mahjong tiles on a red background. On the left side of the screen is a square that says TRADE. The walls and floor of the room are nearly checkered with metal panels, out of place against the rest of the marble flooring and unremarkable off-white walls.
The elevator doors close behind you. ]
The elevator doors close behind you. ]
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[he says, while not freaking out,]
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...We can get you some cool glasses if you want. Team colors and everything.
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...How's it feeling?
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[from her tone, it seems it finally occurred to her that maybe this was a weird thing to ask]
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