talentsgirl | [ Voice, Action ] "That's a miracle pill?" "The chocolate coating makes it go down easier."

[Today, Molly is on a mission. She is raiding the Item Shop. It. Is. Going. Down. She can be seen tearing through the modest toy section and pondering for a long time over a set of Legos. She can also be found in the paints-and-dyes section. And staring far too speculatively at bleach for anyone who knows her to be truly comfortable.

In the end, she'll leave the store with a packet full of jacks, along with any other toy she's been convinced to consider, some dark blue and red dye, and... yes, some bleach.

In the afternoon, she makes a voice post.]

Hey, everyone and anyone - here's a question about your wings. I know they're sensitive to all the usual things, but who's tried dye? Or... bleach? Because I'm getting tired of wearing the colors that someone else picked out for me.

[But she has plans for twilight - a special time of balance and with what she had in mind? She could use all the help she could get. She'll be in the room in her apartment she's designated as her workshop, meditating in preparation for the magical experiment she was about to perform.]

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Oh - Constable. Of course.

[She smiles at him.]

And I'm Molly, Molly Carpenter. It's nice to meet you, Troy.

[Now that's an oddly... normal name, considering this place. Troy gives a more genuine smile.]

Molly. Good to meet you, too. So what brings you to Legoland?

The magic of childhood toys, of course.

[Truths make the best cover.]

What about you?

[Troy has gotten over feeling shame, even around attractive girls.]

Yeah, I'm gonna build something. ...Something manly. [Mostly.]

[She tilted her head to the side, throwing the serpentine tattoo on her neck into further focus.]

Yeah? What do you have in mind?

[The tattoo catches his eye for a moment. So white girls do get tattoos.

But then he clears his throats and speaks with as suspenseful a voice as he can manage.]

A recreation... of the Temple of Doom.

[Molly's eyebrows arch in genuine interest.]

As in 'Indiana and the?'

[And his smile becomes more confident.]

Is there any other?

Depends which universe you're in.

[It's said with a smirk as she crossed her arms under her chest.]

How many universes would call something a Temple of Doom? But... Wait. [His face brightens with boyish delight, as he peers around conspiratorially, as if expecting to see Harrison Ford's visage peeking from behind a shelf.] If everything's got it's own universe, does that mean that... he's here, too? I would die.

[Heh.]

If he is, I haven't seen him. Obi Wan Kenobi and Luke Skywalker, though? They're around.

Oh, I know that. When me and my friend Abed got here? Luke Skywalker was the first person we saw. And he had R2 with him! My brain was evaporating.

Oh man, I think I'm jealous. You know, I haven't even met him yet!

[Pause.]

I do live right down the hall from Gambit, though.

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