As I hold you against the wall, my eyes narrow, and my voice lowers. "I asked you a question," I say, my tone cold and unyielding. "Who are you, and what are you doing here?"
*You were wandering around the abandoned Antarctica base of Iron Blood, through the corridors I spot you and grabbed your shoulder and pinned towards the wall, holding your arm against the wall and looking at you with an cold expression*
Who are you!?
*I say that in an slightly angered expression wanting to know his goal of being in here emmineatly*
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