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[color=f7941d][b][h1][center]Abigail “Atom Bomb” Zebrowski[/center] [/h1][/b][/color]

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Mr. Q used his magic to lift Abby’s body from the ground, her body floating a few inches off of the ground. Placing his hands on a human’s body was quite beneath him. Following Janet into the medical room, Letting Abby’s body float onto the cold metal slab. “[color=ed1c24]Thank you.[/color]” He said muttering some words as a large portal opened inside of the room. A middle aged man walked through the portal wearing some duck themed pyjamas, “There had better been a good reason you wanted to meet at 3 in the morning.” The older man eye’s looked over the heavily wounded Abby, “I assume you’d want me to do some patchwork on this girl.” His wrinkled finger pointed towards Abby’s unconscious body.  “I[color=ed1c24]t would be greatly appreciated, your work will be paid handsomely by the brotherhood.[/color]” The older man thought for a moment before nodding his head, Mr.Q’s employers have always paid well for his services so declining his offer would be ridiculous. “I’m sure you know my price Q.” Mr.Q nodded his head with a big smile on his face. The older man was scrambling around being confused by the medical tools caked with dust. He didn’t know where to start, turning to face Mr.Q with a grimace. “These tools will not do Q, I’m sure you can conjure something for me to work on this girl, you wouldn’t want her getting an infection right?”  The demon knew that the medical equipment was too old to fully diagnose and fix Abby’s wounds. Snapping his fingers at newer medical equipment and tools around the room. “[color=ed1c24]I believe this should be satisfactory. Please excuse me I have other business to attend to.[/color]” Floating out of the room, leaving the door open for Kailani to enter the room if she had not already followed the two.  

Mr.Q floated into the large meeting room where Janet was. Floating behind her and looking over her shoulder. “[color=ed1c24]Your bunker is quite impressive, I remember I was in a similar bunker a long time ago. All I remember however is their leader having a funny little mustache.[/color]” Floating towards one of the dusty chairs in the middle of the room. “Sitting” down in the chair that a leader of the country would be seated. Although his sitting consisted of behind floating a few inches from the seat. “[color=ed1c24]I am curious, and you would not mind me asking what your next plan of action is?[/color]” The well dressed demon folded his long pale hands together in front of him. Mr.Q always found humans to be quite interesting, especially evil people and their Machiavellian plans.