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Just another day for AliceAlice muttered her thanks as Lemon let her free of the villain black marketeer's latest booby-trap, which involved energy projectors, hair dye, and of all things, won-ton soup.
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Just another day for Alice
Alice muttered her thanks as Lemon let her free of the villain black marketeer's latest booby-trap, which involved energy projectors, hair dye, and of all things, won-ton soup.
"You'll dry off in a minute," Lemon assured her, then skipped back to where Lime was dealing with the customers who had been here in front of her.
This interested Alice, as she had never been to Lemon and Lime's "little shop" at the same time as other customers before. She didn't know either of their names, but she knew these two were a pair; a cute blonde femme fatale and her second, a brooding young redheaded man who was reputed to be a psychic and hypnotist.
The couple finished paying Lime for their purchase, apparently some energy rifles and plasma blades, then stepped out. The blonde nodded amiably to Alice as they left; Alice blinked and nodded back. Was it a good thing or a bad thing that other villains were recognizing her? She wasn't sure.
Kinesis was pounding away at his computer keyboard, fuming over Amazing Man. He would have to come up with something to destroy the sanctimonious idiot, yes. Something horrible, yes. Something exquisitely painful, yes. But what....what.....WHAT?!?
He had no idea.
Something would come to him, in time. Something always did. But time....that was the problem. Sooner or later Amazing Man would disrupt his plans again, causing his blood pressure to shoot through the roof and causing Miss Evanson and the minions to run for their lives. And that would be unfortunate. Minions were easily replaceable, of course, but Miss Evanson was a much more significant investment of his time and energy. It would be a shame to lose her....
"Ahem," said Miss Evanson.
He started and stared at her. "How long have you been standing there?"
"Three minutes. You were hitting the keys to