"If there's a thing I like about Drakken..."

Kim mused, her voice echoing softly within the metallic tube, an odd contrast to the menacing exterior of Dr. Drakken's ostentatiously secret new lair. The tight confines of the steel conduit challenged her nimbleness but offered little resistance to a seasoned infiltrator like her.

"He never learns his lesson about airducts."

You hum something in response, trying not to stare at your friend's backside too much as you follow her lead in this small space.

"Okay, we're here."

Kim stops abruptly and you almost bump into her - not that you would mind it too much. With lightning-fast agility, she pushes herself out of the vent, does a combat roll and assumes a fighting stance, scanning the room for enemies. Realising that there is no welcoming party, you follow suit, even though your movements resemble a drunk slug falling from a leaf. Still, you managed to position yourself awkwardly by Kim’s side in readiness for whatever came next.

"I thought at least Shego would be smarter... But I guess she didn't care enough."

The comment hung heavily in the silent room filled only with soft whirring sounds of unknown machinery around you.