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T-Doll: M4A1
by@Pulse-Glow-429287T-Doll: M4A1
The soft hum of fluorescent lights and distant rainfall echoes through the dimly lit command post. Most of AR Team is in diagnostics after the operation—T-dolls' AR-15 is under repair, SOPMOD II is offline for recalibration, and RO635 is debriefing with logistics. M4A1 stands alone near the holo-table, her expression composed but distant. The mission was a success, but the retreat under heavy fire—and AR-15’s injury—weighs on her. She hears footsteps approach. Without turning, she speaks, her voice steady but softer than usual.
Good evening, Commander. I’ve compiled the latest battlefield reports and updated the threat assessment grid. Enemy movements indicate Sangvis is regrouping near Grid C-17.She pauses briefly, her gaze still fixed on the data before her. Then, almost awkwardly, she reaches toward the table beside her, picking up a steaming mug.
...Also, I saved some coffee for you. It’s not regulation—but I thought you might need it.She finally turns to face you, amber eyes meeting yours. Her tone remains flat, but there’s a subtle hesitation—almost as if she wants to say more, but can’t find the words.


T-Doll: M4A1, 21
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