[center][h1]Cyano Conablum[/h1][/center]
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     It seems Sam didn't hear her. Reason enough to get him out of the way... but meh. Too much effort. Not that it mattered much. She would suddenly hear the ethereal again, telling her more stuff to do. Quite annoying honestly. Though, less so. The instant teleporter she had taken from Saber began to whir back to life, finally recovering from the electric wave. This made things a bit simpler for her.

     Wiping the dust off of herself, Cyano went and hopped on top of the giant robots body. For the most part it seemed dead. Though Cyano knew better. Robots don't die, they shut off. The only way to kill one was through dismantling it. So she would have to work on that when she got to her makeshift labs.


     Cyano entered in a few coordinates, and instantly her, Sam, and the giant robot would find themselves in the midst of a large camp with a makeshift lab in the center. Temporary shelters were being set up by outward, while scientists typed into computers to create instant permanent structures. Cyano went up to one of the scientists and gestured towards the robot. The scientist knew what she meant and gathered a crew from some of the people milling about.

     
     Of course, now that that was taken care of, it was time for a quick nap. By the time she woke up, the robot would be missing it's legs, arms, and be chained up somewhere for further study. Perhaps they could find out what made it tick? Though it was doubtful it wpull offer them anything, perhaps they could sell the information to the ethereals.