## Charlotte - The Research facility
 

Charlotte skipped next to Cinder's warm being as she didn't feel as cold as the average Joe would. She has consumed enough matter to make her metabolism heat her body enough to withstand such merciless weather. Musical notes were flying over the gleeful Charlotte who was more than happy to raid this place and possibly find the solution to her cheese problem. I this were a few months back, she would question eating people, for the core of her mind was not malicious in any way, but she got used to consuming them and treating them as basic foods. 

Once the door exploded, she jumped through the smoke along with her colleague to finally penetrate the area considered restricted by outsiders. Many of the nearby scientists were still staggering from the recent explosion, a couple of them lying either dead or unconscious, and security wasn't too far away from what anyone could tell. The alarm was probably not just decor, and security protocols were being announced through the intercoms of the facility. 

"**You're so noisy Cinder! You drive fast and you're loud! You need a timeout after this!**" 

She stuck her tongue out at the woman as she was giving the order to cover her. The little witch obviously nodded in response, keeping an eye on the frightened lab coats. It was only when the couple entered an area with many rows of desks that a security employee would have some sort of plasma weapon pointed at them. He shouted 'FREEZE' like the typical on-duty cop he appeared to be. Behind him were two scientists, one also wielding a conventional pistol pointed at the duo as well while the last one just hid behind the figure of authority. 

"**Booouuuuuh! Get out of the way! Cinder needs to pee!**" 

She randomly screamed, trying to give what she believed to be a good reason for the men to move aside and let Cinder pass unharmed. Though the attempt was innocent and valiant, the shivering guard stared down at the little creature, unsure as to what he should think of it. A speaking doll wasn't something they could see every day. The scientist, angered and obviously impatient, mercilessly shot the little witch right at the head, pushing the little critter slightly back. Of course, Cinder would know this wouldn't be enough to even frighten Charlotte. The witch quickly jumped back on her feet and the three men were left flabbergasted. 'Impossible, kill them!'. While the first shots were directed at Charlotte, the instant the officer turned his gun to the occupied Cinder, Charlotte stepped in. 

"**I said she's gotta PEE!**" 

AT that very instant, Charlotte's teeth had gotten larger, and then all they could see was a shadow closing on them in a flash. They were quite close, making the jump much easier. As one screamed 'Hol-' that very shadow had sealed itself on them, accompanied by a vile crunching sound all too familiar to killers like Cinder and Charlotte. The second after that chomp, the shadow, which was Charlotte's gargantuan mouth taking the form of a gaping maw with jagged teeth, slowly returned. Half of the officer's body was missing, the armed scientist had his arm and head devoured while the unarmed scientist had the upper half of his head taken away. The bite was swift and wan't messy, making all the amputations sliced clean like a sword was responsible of this. The half released maw had finished crunching the remaining pieces stuck in its gums, only opening once more to burp a green steam. It released a high level of heat from both the bodies but mostly the plasma weapon she had consumed from the officer. 

"**Mmmmm, not as good as Neapolitan cakes~ But I want desserts!**" 

She whined, looking around for some desserts. The scientists lurking around were left terrified of the small being who just consumed their people. By then she had returned to normal, but the upcoming security guards were just as frightened as the researchers. When Charlotte turned to face them, assuming they would be of an annoyance to Cinder, she kept a fixated stare at them. 

"**Do you guys have cakes?! OR CHEESE?!**" 

She asked them, obviously ready to eat not matter the outcome. However, it was only a question of what (or who). 

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## Meta-Ridley - The Hangar
 

Unhappy with Dio's carefree, almost arrogant behavior. It was obvious that man had a superiority thing, something he more than likely shared with Ridley in this case. However Ridley couldn't stand the blandness of it, especially calling his superiors that way. Lowering his tail as things calmed down, it appeared that the leader had bailed on the metallic without even taking in his input. At first, Ridley didn't really understand that reaction, believing that maybe she had a special way of considering very interesting factors. But it became apparent that she wasn't coming back, that along with the alarm sounding, Ridley's patience was evidently being tested. 

The beast clenched its teeth before turning the opposite way, back toward the Medic. As he reached hos personal maintenance machine, he clicked on a specific key with his tail in order to prepare his own space pirate ship. He gestured the Medic to enter the now activated ship with his head. 

"**How about a little field trip? I can assure many interesting specimens inbound.**" 

He asked the doctor giving him food for thought as the machine warmed up a bit. Meanwhile, the cyborg alien had used his neural chips to enter the organization's communication system. By doing so, he could contact the available members he desired. He didn't want too many with him, so he considered maybe an oddball he could tolerate for such a delicate task. Once selected, the targeting individual's earphone communication system would be activated. 

"**Hisoka. We're starting the operation now. You have one minute to get in this hangar.**" 

He ordered his apparent colleague, one who had planned this operation with beforehand. Hisoka was a lying, unpredictable individual who could only lead to trouble. Luckily for Ridley, he'd have a strong respect for strong individuals and wouldn't be too devious when his interest was concerned. The dragon awaited impatiently from the clown, ready to begin their little job the boss so kindly forgot to approve.