*Wakes up alone since Cerebral Perception has left to fetch her entire arsenal of weaponry*
Hmm... twisted
*Puts an arrow in her bed leg where the 'knee' would be and vanishes with the fading stars at dawn... giggling like a pranking school boy*
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