[center][h1]Cyano Conablum[/h1][/center]
[center]Bern, Switzerland[/center]

     Cyano didn't bother paying any attention to the newcomer. It was obvious he wasn't going to harm her. The priority was on the giant floating psychic thing in the sky, which was starting to get uncomfortably close at this point. Cyano discreetly switched her Multi weapon to its dagger mode, before responding to the uber ethereal. 

"First off, typical? Funny. Tip of advice, most people don't stand and throw snark at some unknowns. Most of them run screaming. Second, I 'harness' the confidence to not be intimidated by a stick figure of a psychic, and a little girl playing with her toys."

     As the creature finished closing the distance, to about 5 meters, Cyano would notice that it was above average in size. No doubt it's levitation added to how tall it looked. It's voice was rather annoying, and sounded like the creature could barely speak without gargling a mouthful of gravel. Which of course meant it had to speak again.

"What makes me think there would be an equal match, is a bit of a secret. It wouldn't be sporting of me... Oh, introductions."

     The creature hadn't so much as let Cyano finish before introducing itself. Rude as it was, it had done as she had asked, and asked the same in return, so not much of a reason not to give out some information. 

"Alright then, 'ethereal ones'. I am Cyano Conablum. Owner of Conablum labs, where we do all sorts of stuff, long spiel, corporate catchphrase or whatever the PR tells me I should say. Blah. As for technology, I suppose your referring to my Multi Weapon here. It's my own design. It runs on a self sufficient cold fusion reactor scaled down and modified to allow it to fire, or to put out a constant beam for when I need to get up close. It's a pretty impressive piece if I say so myself.

     Cyano held the multi weapon and fired a few shots at some of the debris. The projectile itself moved fast, and when it made contact with the debris, all that would be left would be a couple of shards off the brick.

"I keep wanting to say I got the idea from the genetics labs... But I'm not so sure. Ill get back to you on that one."

After finishing all that, Cyano would focus her attention on the new person. She honestly felt like shooting him in the face for calling her a damsel in distress, but she wouldn't as if things went south, he would probably try protecting her. And well, if you have a willing meat shield, use the meat shield. She noticed the man tightening his grip on the sword at his side. The scabbard itself was odd. What with it having a trigger on it and all. It probably had one of two uses. One possible use could be as a launching device, which would make no sense if his abilities were only average, but could add to the lethality of the sword if he could keep up, or if it exploded when shot. {make a mental note of that for when you get back, Cyano}, or the sword was locked in and the trigger was there to make it harder for someone to steal it. Though that would be a horribly wasteful, and unreliable security measure. After the quick examination, Cyano leaned over to him to whisper to him

"Listen, I don't know you but let me do the talking. Alright."

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