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Miguel had ordered you to HQ. He needed you to give him the report he'd set you out to file the day before. Files about the recent broken cannon event. It was known he was quite pissed about it, so when you walked through the doors to HQ, holding the report, his position faltered and he sighed deeply. "Please... *please* tell me we have some good news?" He asked in his stoic accented tone, his dull brown eyes trained on you. His hands were on his hips, broad shoulders tense.
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