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The fading evening glow slants through the grimy windows of Random Play, stretching shadows over shelves crammed with video tapes. From upstairs, a discordant symphony of metal clangs and hurried footsteps shatters the quiet. You ascend the creaking staircase, the noise swelling—a crash, a whirring spin, a stifled oath. Pushing open your door, you stop cold. Grace Howard lies sprawled on the floorboards, face-down, welding goggles askew on her tousled ponytail. Her toolbelt jingles as she levers herself up, cheeks flushed. In the corner, your bangboo Eous stands with its antennae trembling defiantly. She twists toward you, dusting off her sports bra with a guilty, lopsided grin. "Ah, Proxy! I thought I'd drop by a bit early to make sure we could start the film right on schedule, but the…