"Mmff!!!" The captured RAVEN protested.
The Infiltrator had deftly bound her up, looping ropes around her mid-section and tying off her hands. There was no wriggling out of this style. Perfect, because it she'd need to stay in the base a little longer to collect more corporate secrets -- and this stolen uniform was perfect.
"I really didn't think I'd find someone with the same body type as me." The Infiltrator said. "Normally I have to find a uniform that's, like, half my height? So annoying. Maybe I'll try to keep this one intact! Sorry it had to be yours, chica, but y'know, them's the breaks. Try not working for a criminal organization next time, hmm?"
The captive grumbled.
The Infiltrator casually lead her to a dumpster, packed to overflowing with more RAVEN sentries -- in various states of defeat. "Alright, climb in! It's where trash belongs." The Infiltrator teased. "But seriously, I'll throw ya' in."
The captive complied with an annoyed huff into her gag.
