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[mr_chekov]

That vodka really had been a bad idea. Especially as the pretty, curly haired woman you'd been talking to all night had slipped a sleeping drug into yours.

A good hard slap around the face should wake you up though. "Time to wake up now." The young woman's accent had changed entirely, now thickly Russian instead of the mildly put on sounding

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[mizunosenshi]

The oft unseen Doctor Mizuno had that reputation because it was very rare for her to ever leave her laboratory. The secrets she carried would be very valuable to anyone on the black market, not to mention a number of rival governments who no doubt had her image marked in every secret agency handbook. That was why she had been assigned a number of plain clothed guards in the club that night, but with the music and the lack of a record turning up on on the curly haired woman no one had given it much thought when the good doctor struck up a conversation.

The problem came when she went to the restroom. That drink, something had been in it, but by the time she realized something was wrong, her fingers were uncapable of hitting the panic button on her PDA. The rest was a blur, with spatters of vague imagery of a black van, voices, and then the sudden slap in the face.

"What?" It was the only thing she could think to say. Her mind was swimming from the sudden pain of a slap and the dense cloudiness that had only just begun to lift. Blue eyes squinted in what felt like a bright light, trying to get a good look at whoever it was hitting her. "I don't know what you're talking about!"

[mr_chekov]

That was it, she was beginning to come around now. It was a lucky thing that Pasha was so strong otherwise carrying the other woman out would have been difficult. Thankfully, there were that many drunk girls teetering out, very drunk together on an evening that one of the doormen laughed and called a cab for them. Like taking candy from a blindfolded child with no motor skills.

"Oh. Shame." Pasha replied. "Usually that is a good starter question." Her smile was nothing short of sugary sweet. "Name? I need to check there weren't any side effects to the drug I gawe to you." She demanded, picking up a small torch so she could check the dilation of the woman's pupils. "I already know your real name, so don't bother giwing a fake one to me, so it shall only be more troublesome in the long run for myself."

[mizunosenshi]

It didn't hurt that the good doctor was light and small, which probably helped keep anyone from noticing right away that she'd been abducted. By now the agency would have known but she had no idea where she was let alone how to contact anyone. She couldn't move, but she tried anyway. Ropes, cuffs, it was almost overkill for someone of her demure stature but she would give her captor credit for being thorough.

"No, you have to let me go," she said groggily, tugging again at her restraints. Now she was beginning to get worried, that fear masked but visible in her eyes. Ami naturally squinted and looked away when the light was shone upon her face. "Dr. Ami Mizuno. Who are you, really?"