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Jess had found the adjutant of the HQ and allowed them to check her in an tuck her into her quarters then changed out of uniform into sandals, tight red spandex shorts  and a yellow tank top as if she were about to ride waves. The thought made her giggle because the waves she rode were one of the invisible forces that made the world not a basic element. No she was in search of indulgence, decadent pleasure, she was after a hot fudge sacrifice.

She was high performance and because of it required the calorie count of three adult males to not feel a bit washed and weak. She could use high protein bars but where was the fun in that she thought as she resisted exploding into the cafeteria and walked like the earth bound.

The people in command were once more spot on having hard serve and fresh brownies, they used the quality to conceal the light protean powder they mixed in the sauce. As it didn't effect flavor and added to the hot fudge the right amount of sludgieness Jessica didn't complain eating the delight as if starving.

After consuming her chocolaty victim Jessica cleared her palate drinking a 24 oz class of whole milk as she cat in the dining room listening to dub over her hidden communication head phones she wore hidden as a hairband.

[color=Tomato]"Sheep!"[/color] she threw out in a non sequitur kind of way which she used to confuse her meaning.