Ramon Salazar (
latino_menace) wrote2005-12-22 03:21 pm
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OOM: Drugs. Just say Yes!
Ramon's been a little busy, recently. There's been some interest, from a certain party, in the product that made him very rich and very powerful.
So while Random's otherwise occupied, Ramon's in their old room in the bar, taking the chance to cut some more from his pure supply.
He works fast. He's good at this sort of thing.
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He scoooots towards the box.
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He empties the last of the baking powder and throws the box in the trash, reaching for some powdered milk. He's thankful the process of diluting the shit with sugars was done yesterday, this is just about beefing up the actual quantities. Easy work.
'Technically about celebrating the birth of Christ.'
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Or pretends to be considering this.
What he is actually doing is ferreting a bag from the corner of the desk into his cloak while Ramon is busy reaching for the milk.
"Interesting."
It's suddenly becoming a lot more boring in here, compared to how interesting things might potentially be out there.
"Right, then. I'll just... be off, shall I?"
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He is out the door again. The curious thump-thump-dingle! sound follows him down the hall...
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He shakes it off and goes back to work. He's nearly done, then all this shit can get cleaned up and he can take the stuff back to his home. So he continues, happily oblivious.