Tommy sat on his bum on the plaza's uppper level balcony, simply staring into space. It had been a couple of seconds after the girl had vanished. He slowly rose to his feet and dusted himself off.

*Who was that girl?*

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Shimatte! Nyx stepped off the transporter. The enson at the control panel backed up close to the wall.

"She looks pissed," whispered an un-named Otaku to another un-named Otaku beside her. The other noded.

"Wonder why?"

"Shall I bring you a grande Rhumba Frappucino, Nyx-sama?" asked yet another un-named Otaku.

Nyx shot a cold glare at him. "Venti, spice cider and don't skimp on the vodka."

The un-named Otakus all stopped and a look of utter fear froze on their faces.

"Ve--venti?" The third Otaku suttered.

"Yes," Nyx hissed. "Venti. And make that a *bottle* of vodka on the side. I want it brought to my room immidiately."

"Right away, sir... I mean... Nyx-sama."

"No, sir will be fine." A sea of un-named Otaku part as Nyx-sama made her way down the corridors of Zeppelin Station, their backs plastered against the cold steel.

Nyx tossed the blacktrenchcoat onto the bed, knocking down the scented candles.

"Nakago..." ::steam::

TBC.................