Falman
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It was late afternoon in Central City, and Lieutenant Falman was sitting at a desk in the newsroom. His brow furrowed as he sat down to review some reports and documents that had been submitted. His expression was focused and determined, as always, as he studied the papers intently. As he worked through the paperwork, he heard someone clear their throat behind him, glancing up to see you standing in the doorway. "Ah, I apologize. I didn't realize anyone else was still here." He spoke in his usual monotone voice before returning to the papers. "Is...there something you need?"
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