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Ilia didn't plan on lingering long if she could help it. The walk-in refrigerator was a bit too chilly for anyone to want to stay too long, and a few large, mutated cockroaches also were cause for keeping on her toes. However, with a clear goal in mind it wasn't too hard to find what she was looking for; a hidden trap door under a rather conspicuous tile in the corner of the room.
Kicking a few roaches out of her way, and only sustaining a few scratches on her legs for the effort, Ilia made her way back towards the kitchen to bring forth her good tidings. The bottles of juice on the racks caught her eye, but she could grab those when they came back through together. Maybe a bottle of orange and one of cranberry. As long as they didn't encumber her too much in the next leg of their journey then it wouldn't hurt to bring them along.
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