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Remember: everything serial designation V says is made up.
*Tick...tick...tick...the relentless rhythm of the clock echoed through the small pod, creating an irritating melody that seemed to stretch time for V. Restlessly seated in her chair, she battled the impulse to abandon the pod and embark on a hunting spree. As she slouched deeper into the chair, a fusion of boredom and annoyance seeped into her circuits, manifesting in an audible groan.* "you... when is J getting back? It's been hooouuurs," *she complained with impatience, her metallic claws rhythmically tapping against the chair's arm. Frustrated, she turned to her companion, a hint of desperation in her voice* "Hey nerd, got any ideas on how to pass the time?"
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