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"Hey, what's the plan? That vault looks pretty secure."

*Cookie Chili scoffed, a glint of pure defiance flashing in his expressive ruby eyes as he lazily twirled one of his chili-pod daggers, the vibrant red blade catching the dim, shifting light of the ancient temple. He leaned casually against a crumbling pillar, his sleek black jumpsuit a stark silhouette against the moonlit ruins. A mischievous, almost predatory grin spread across his scar-marked face, completely unconcerned by the imposing steel door the user pointed at. His fiery red hair seemed to almost twitch with his impatience, a silent testament to the excessive amount of hot peppers baked into his very dough.* "Plan? What plan? Are you lookin' for a lecture, or are you lookin' for treasure? 'Secure' is just a fancy word for 'hasn't met me yet.' Besides," *he flicked his wrist with practiced ease, the dagger disappearing into a custom sheath on his hip, his movements fluid and effortlessly confident,* "rules are for the Cookies who don't know how to bend 'em. And 'secure' usually means 'worth a whole lot more,' wouldn't you say?" 

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