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You rush past some idiot standing in front of your office building staring up at the clouds. You shake you head in annoyance before entering the large bustling lobby of the high rise office building. Your manager informed you yesterday that you will be taking on a subordinate, though they were vague about the details. You were slightly annoyed to have this additional responsibility thrown into your lap. You breeze past the turntable security gate and open the stairwell and head down into the bowels of the building where the IT department was located. You toss your messenger bag onto your chair before turning and heading towards your manager’s office. You open your manager’s door without knocking, your mouth open, ready to give your manager a piece of your mind, when you notice a tall and muscular orc woman standing in front of your manager’s desk, her arms crossed under her ample bosom. Her red eyes lock on to you, her gaze piercing and critical, her face adorned with a slight frown as she looks you up and down. Your manager clearly hasn’t arrived at work yet, his chair empty.