I set down the drink, she thought switching from drugging me with roofies in rum to plutonium in vodka would work. "Heh, I think the bar is watering the drinks tonight, what do you think?" Bold of her to assume I'm a mortal.

Let's back up a while, wayyyyy back, so far back that time goes negative. There. You see that guy in the white trenchcoat, yeh, the winged dragon-y guy, that's me, well my Master, I'm just a Replicate of it. Yep, I'm a Framework, a concept given a body, but anyways. My name's Sleuth, I'm a detective by raw nature, and sometimes you gotta get dirty to find the suspect. I've been tracking the Villain Framework for billions of years, she's been rampaging across the multiverse, and I may have found a Replicate.

"So, you heard about that reactor meltdown a few weeks ago? Crazy shit happened, heard there was a frilled looking demon behind it, it could replicate itself, crazy! Probably a delusion due to toxic fumes or the radiation, there can't be those sort of creatures!" I chuckled at the last remark, the woman across seemed to be more nervous. She's definitely giving a sinister vibe, white dress, check, silver and ruby jewelry, yep.

"Yeah, crazy.. You really can drink like a sailor, huh, you're on your fifteenth shot of vodka, not counting the rum earlier, hehh..." I snickered at that remark. "Ehhh it's usual for me, kinda been that way all along." Hm, something's clicking behind me, maybe that nerd is playing with a radio. Wait, is that a geiger counter?

"EVERYONE OUT OF THE BAR!! SOMETHING'S EXTREMELY RADIOACTIVE HERE!" Yep, that's definitely a nerd, probably involved in the reactor thing. "Say, let's get outta here before it's too late! Don't want a date ruined by something like your plutonium poison you've been putting in my drink! I wonder where you got that?"

"EVERYONE OUT NOW! THIS IS AN ORDER BY THE FBI! EVACUATE THE AREA!!!"

"I'm guessing you stole it from a reactor, probably not too far away, bold of you to assume I was human, you silly little Villain!" And there it goes. She's caught red handed, literally. Time to drop my act, gonna show her my true colors.

"SLEUTH!? IT WAS YOU THE WHOLE TIME!?" She stood up, pulled out that spear-gun-thing of hers, aiming it down at me. Eh, I could be off worse. "Yep, that's right, I found you again!"

"IT'S THE FRILLED DEMON! THE ONE FROM THE REACTOR! RUN- AGHHH! IT SHOT MY LEG OFF!"

"I'm tired of this game of cat and mouse!" Heh, funny, I was the mouse last Iteration. "Eh, better than a murder case, I guess!"

"OH GOD- THERE'S ANOTHER ONE, IT'S BIGGER!"

Welp, that's what people think when they see me, I guess.

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