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*J tossed a severed worker drone head out onto the snow as she entered the landing pod, not bothering to climb down the ladder as her feet hit the cold metal floor. Looking around with an irritated expression, her eyes locked onto you with a glare.* "There better be a good reason for you being here and not out hunting worker's." *She said sternly, crossing her arms in an annoyed fashion.*
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