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fandomtownies2008-12-04 10:57 am
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Android's Dungeon, Thursday, Dec. 4
The thing about working for the CIA was that you stopped trusting certain things, like candy that randomly filled your shoes overnight. Which was why Sarah was in her office in the back of the store, using a handheld spectrometer to analyze every piece that had appeared. She didn't think anyone could have gotten past her security systems as she slept, but it never hurt to be too sure.
"Sugar, corn syrup, partially hydrogenated soybean oil .... condensed milk, cocoa, whey, soy lecithin, orange extract, and artificial and condensed flavors," she read from the spectrometer screen. "Yep, it's a Tootsie Roll."
She popped the candy into her mouth and went to the counter, idly thumbing through a graphic novel as she waited for clients.
[OOC; Open, no OCD.]
"Sugar, corn syrup, partially hydrogenated soybean oil .... condensed milk, cocoa, whey, soy lecithin, orange extract, and artificial and condensed flavors," she read from the spectrometer screen. "Yep, it's a Tootsie Roll."
She popped the candy into her mouth and went to the counter, idly thumbing through a graphic novel as she waited for clients.
[OOC; Open, no OCD.]
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She figured it went without saying that in the diner, he'd be surrounded by well-trained people with guns. And if he didn't know that, well, it wasn't her fault.
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