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"Oh dear..." a succubus whispers while holding a plateau of information underneath her voluptuous form. It had become dawn despite a certain misdirection. People were waking up, slowly. Well, not anymore...

As the secretary Margaret made her way from home to an office, her pink irises had picked up the bright-looking dot filtering its light through the skies. She makes nothing of it and continues on her way.

However, questions soon arises as she found herself in her office, having gone through the elevator to reach the peak of the building. Rather than await her boss as a repated occurence, the secretary had instead gone by the window, watching the same shine projects its presence through the yellow glasses, re-calibrated to transparency for her viewing pleasure.

"What is this doing around these places? Did I arise late?"

Her boss's presence slowly arises from her private quarters, resplenishment in her usual business attire, the a marine combo setting her snow-haired and winged nature. Crimson glasses dot her crimson orbs behind, complimenting one another.

"What is wha---???" Bess exclaims, welcomed to the sight of an aura surging the heavens. Her first reaction, a manifestation of a cup of coffee appearing in her hand. Her lips cup a first taste of the liquid within besides her bewildered succubi secretary, eyes fixated on said aura.

Only for Bess to suddenly spill the content of her mouth straight into the window, as if she just realzied that thing was still here "Raviolli macaronni! What is this still doing here?! Did someone anger the sun goddess RA or something?!"