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Jul. 21st, 2016 12:10 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
Mr. Waverly and his Number Two Enforcement Agent sat watching the CEA attempt to interrogate THRUSH operative Angelique DeChien. She had been given Veritol 19, the truth serum developed by Illya himself. No dirty bird prior to today, to his knowledge, had managed not to succumb to the drug, but there she sat, head drooping as if she had had too much to drink, but not so much that her tongue had been loosened, much to Napoleon’s frustration.
*Veritol 19 is a truth serum I introduced in earlier stories. The modification is that the amnesia can be set to last anywhere from two to five days.
Paper Tiger Lyrics:
Quit beatin' your chest and actin' like you're gonna bite a big hole out
of me
Quit messin' and testin' cuz this ain't at all impressin' to me
Paper tiger, paper tiger, you paper tigers are all alike
Your roar is much worse than your bite.
Quit spyin' and sighin' and lyin' and tryin' to be so mean
Cuz you ain't scarin' nobody, baby, you're just makin' a scene
Paper tiger, paper tiger, you're just a'flutterin' in the tree
Ain't shakin' no one but the leaves
Oh how you try to be so brave
Thinkin' that I'll run back to ya and be afraid
And so you try to come on strong
Thinkin' that I will go along, but you're wrong
Paper tiger, paper tiger, you paper tigers are all alike
Your roar is much worse than your bite.
Your roar is much worse than your bite.
SPOKEN FADE:C'mere, kitty. Here, kitty, kitty, kittyah ha ha ha ha
This is from a few years ago, back when I trying my dead levelist to explore just how wretched I could make Illya feel... shakes her head in wonderment... Anyway, it seems to be one of those 'make of it what you will' stories; people see what they see I suppose.
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