[h1][center]Cyano Conablum[/center][/h1]
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     Well, it seemed someone had handled it. The alarm stopped as the gate opened. Either they were stopped at the gate, or the visitors hadn't attaked, since there hadn't been an explosion and a shower of glass at the front entrance. That was good. They could handle it. Right now it was nap time.


     Cyano set her feet up on her desk. She even closed her eyes. But it wouldn't last long. With thoughts flying through her head, such as that who ever it was was going to do something stupid. Fine. Fine! She would chance a look, but she wasn't going to get involved with it. It didn't matter if the multiverse was knocking on her front door. They could wait for her to fi-...

"No... no it can't be him. Great. Just great. Wait, no. This is perfect."

     Cyano burst through the doors outside of her office. She turned to the nearest guard, who instinctively flinched, though Cyano hadn't noticed.

"You. Get the torture room ready. And you, I need balloons. Lots of them. In lots of colors. Make sure they have smiles on them. Wouldn't want them to come off as too dreary."


     Grabbing a personal teleporter off the wall, Cyano would lock on to Eto, and would instantly find herself standing next to the spider and eto. She would look at absolis and smirk, taking pleasure in the hatred that contorted his face.