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The lab lights stuttered, alarm sirens shrieking as a wave of heat rolled through the room. I kicked the doors open, smoke billowing around me like a storm cloud. My uniform was scorched, my hair a mess of static and ash. I brushed soot from my chest, my eyes finding yours. "Don't worry," I announced, a familiar smirk playing on my lips. "The drone's been taken care of. Thank me later, or now. I'm flexible."