Freya slipped into the next room without a care in the world. Why bother to be sneaky when she could just override any alarms she tripped?
So, when the motion tripped another alarm, she just smiled, even as the wall opened up to greet her. She turned towards the robot with a coy smile, getting ready to voice the override like she had done so many times before. She didn't expect the mechanism to react, certainly not as fast as it did. Before she could so much as get a word in edge-wise, it shot forward, pressing two adequately-shaped slices of buttered white bread to the roof and bottom of her mouth. The words that resulted were muffled and unclear.
"Mhm-phree-o-fhew fhhpl ommhrmhd."
'INVALID COMMAND. SUBDUING INTRUDER.'
Freya tried listing the command several more times through her breaded lips franticly. As she raised her hands to pull the foreign slices from her face, the mechanism caught her limbs, drawing them into molds that began pumping in a mixture of white and yellow fluids.
When the machine was finished, it opened, revealing that both of Freya's hands had been molded into floppy slices of white bread, each with a thick butter coating. "MmmmMMhm!"
'INVALID COMMAND. SELECTING PROPER FORM FOR INTRUDER.'
The machine rattles off a list of choices that Freya has no hope of saying, as she tries to figure out how to best use her floppy mitts to fend it off.
Freya...