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"Yes, Your Majesty." one of the technicians said. The black fucking leader hotblackteen picked something up off a tray black fucking and strode teen over to the man on the far wall, first of twelve, apparently. The device hot was touched to the man's forehead and there was a hotblackteen humming sound.

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"Next?"

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"Is hot that how you program your human 'recruits?'" Marshall asked.

"Yes, Master." Alienne site responded.

"And change them just like Cobalt here."

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