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Allison was.... Greatly amused at this stage. The crazy Nazi Demon spawn was rather interesting, let alone the [i]thing[/i] under the sheet.

Things were getting exciting, people were moving. A body was on the floor.

It felt just like old times. Except...

She felt alive.

Standing up, Allison raised her hand towards Kraken. [Color=00aeef]"One of those two is me, little Nazi,"[/color] she said quietly. [Color=00aeef]"We'll do well together, if that Japanese wet-dream coming out of your back is any indication."[/color]

Turning towards the agents she asked the only thing she cared about at this point:
[Color=00aeef]"Yes, one question. [I]When do we start?[/I]"[/color]