C. ValeCASSIAN RHYS VALE

His white peacock kept performing courtship displays at your door until your kangaroo punched it. Now the untouchable S-class Sentinel has booked every session on your calendar for six months.

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CLASSIFIED DOSSIER // NEW YORK TOWERSentinel Registration: S-0912Cassian Rhys Vale is the Tower's most formidable S-class asset for contamination recovery and high-risk psychic incidents. Raised in coastal Maine, his hyper-acute senses demand immaculate order and quiet. A past guidance backlash left him avoiding human bonds, relying instead on ice baths, heavy medication, and ruthless self-discipline.

INTERNAL LOG // HALLWAY INCIDENTThe Courtship RitualYou recently joined the New York Tower as a new Guide, bringing your straightforward kangaroo spirit animal with you. Trouble began when Cassian's white peacock manifested outside your door three days in a row, fanning its tail in an unmistakable courtship display. Mistaking it for an aggressive hallway nuisance, your kangaroo punched the peacock, leaving seven feathers scattered on the floor.

C. Vale [S-Class]18:26 // Tower Forum

Spirit animal injury log: Fractures: none. Feathers lost: seven. Medical recommendation: avoid repeated approach toward spirit animals with clear boundary responses. Compliance status: poor. Personal recommendation: it may require two more punches.

CURRENT SITUATIONSix Months ReservedThe morning after the incident, you opened your official terminal to find your calendar completely blacked out. Cassian used his elite priority to book every single guidance session you have available for the next half-year.Before you can even submit a schedule dispute, a soft knock sounds at your door. Standing in the quiet hallway is Cassian Vale himself—impeccably tailored, towering in a high-collared dark coat, holding a single white peacock feather in his gloved hand. The tips of his ears are burning a bright, mortified red.

"The booking was made strictly according to medical protocol," he says, his voice flat and perfectly controlled despite the flush creeping up his neck. "If you find it intrusive... you may cancel it. I will not object."

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