"Reploid, if you please." The response is almost automatic by now.
She clears her throat. "Guts? Be a dear and track down a janitor to get three pairs of gloves for us? Please?" She shudders and makes a mental note to borrow one of the e-mails and passwords she's collected to chide the lack of deep cleans.
Another tiny noise of distress as she glances around, then locks her gaze onto the cabinet.
"This entire room looks like-nevermind. Sorry, Washington, I'm going to have to ask you to stand behind me for a moment." Her hand shifts, transforming into a small cannon, and a little whine starts up. She aims it at the cabinet, then carefully approaches to open it. If there's someone hiding, this is undoubtedly where they'd be doing it, right? That or the hot tub.
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She clears her throat. "Guts? Be a dear and track down a janitor to get three pairs of gloves for us? Please?" She shudders and makes a mental note to borrow one of the e-mails and passwords she's collected to chide the lack of deep cleans.
Another tiny noise of distress as she glances around, then locks her gaze onto the cabinet.
"This entire room looks like-nevermind. Sorry, Washington, I'm going to have to ask you to stand behind me for a moment." Her hand shifts, transforming into a small cannon, and a little whine starts up. She aims it at the cabinet, then carefully approaches to open it. If there's someone hiding, this is undoubtedly where they'd be doing it, right? That or the hot tub.