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The black sphere hovers, passing through the Geofront. After the lecture from the glasses wearing woman with the brown hair and the net, the Lelielim decided to use stealth instead of speed, phasing through its own puncture in space to leave just enough of an after image to make them think it was being good.

It became curious about the brown haired lady. It wanted to know more. So it determined where the lady came from and went, and decided to go there. Shifting the white over its surface, it comes to a stop at the small, one floor house on the other side of the Geofront.

:I?

Folding in on itself, the ball chirps as it enters the apartment, slowly rotating as the white light probes the environment, from the sparsely decorated kitchen to the table littered with magazines filled with people too thin to be healthy and relationship advice that borders on insane.

Another trill, and the ball that was a ball floats above the table, observing. Something moves, jumping onto the table. The white, fluffy, overfed persian cat regards the floating billiard ball, tilting his head as the cat makes a similar trilling, low pitched sound.

The ball hovers downward, the lines forming into an unblinking eye. Mr. Fluffles, pet cat of Ritsuko Akagi, rears his back up and hisses, hairs standing up as he shifts into defensive mode. The ball backs away, trilling loudly.

O.o?

The white disappears. Acting reflexively, the ball turns black and expands to the size of a beach ball, consuming the cat and several of the magazines before returning to its original size.

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In Cage 3, there is a flickering of light. Several of the technicians look up as the black hole, about three feet wide, appears suddenly over the lake of LCL and bakelite surrounding Unit 01.

Several magazines fall into the yellow and red liquid. And with a surprised yelp and mewl, so does Mr. Fluffles.

NGE: Nobody Dies, Chapter 47