Once again, Alicia commandeers the break room just in time for breakfast. In a stroke of malicious mercy, breakfast is Helfd's favourite dish; soup.
During breakfast, Alicia's spell frog-marches five unlikely ruffians into the break room and forces them to stand still. Unfortunately, it does not control their mouths.
"Witchcraft!" one of them yells. "Unhand us!"
"They're wizards, aren't they?" another, thinner thief asks.
"It's a girl, therefore it's a witch," shouts the first.
"Besides," adds a third, rather slow thief, "where are the beards?"
"Wizardry, dears, not witchcraft," Alicia informs them. "Yes, wizards can be female. No, none of us have beards. Even invisible ones." She smirks, then for a touch of amusement puppets their bodies into mock walking motions. "I brought you here to offer you some jobs, gentlemen. I do hope you don't disappoint me."
"What are you paying?" asks the first, apparently the leader.
"Your blood."
"We have our blood already," says the slow thief.
"I gather that's the point," sighs the thin thief.
"Oh," says the slow thief. Alicia runs her palm down her face.
"Who's in charge here?" she asks.
"I am," says the first thief. Alicia, puppeting his hand, forces him to slap himself in the face.
"No," she says, "let's try that again. Who's in charge here?"
"I am," growls the leader. Slap. "I am again!" Slap! "Still me!" the chief thief laughs. "Is that the best you can do?" Alicia bares her teeth in frustration.
"No," she says quietly. "This is." She pulls a coin from her pocket and flips it in the air, catching it and putting her hand over the result. "Heads or tails?"
"What?" asks the chief.
"Heads or tails. Your future depends on it."
"I'm not picking the side of a coin."
"I really suggest you do."
"No! Screw you, bitch!"
"You absolutely sure?" Alicia asks. "That means leaving it up to me."
"For the gods' sake!" the thin thief yells. "Just pick a side, Barry!"
"I'm not playing her f***ing game!" the chief shouts back.
"Heads!" screams the slow thief. "He picks heads!"
Alicia reveals the coin, all five thieves falling into silence as they strain to see the result. It is, indeed, heads. All five thieves let out a sigh of relief. Alicia looks at them with a puzzled frown.
"What are you so happy about?" she asks.
"Well, it came up heads, didn't it?" says the slow one.
"So?"
"So we get off free, right? That's how it works."
"Who said anything about getting off free?" says Alicia, her frown relaxing and spreading into a slow grin.
"But... the coin-"
"Was about choosing which way your leader was going to die. He's lucky he didn't get the ironic death - I'd have had him strangle himself with his own hands. Wait, is that ironic? I don't think it is. Just funny."
"I told you not to pick a side!" screams the leader.
Alicia cackles madly and raises her hands.
Alicia attempts to draw all the blood out of the chief thief's body through his pores, in an effort to intimidate the thieves into joining her. If she has enough action left afterward, she takes a shot at animating his dessicated corpse.
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