Ociela's sitting in her office / bedroom / renovated janitor's closet.
It's pretty small, but has enough room for a bed. She's also got a six-monitor computer. Her walls are bright pink with purple scribbles on all of em, and she's got a small desk filled up with files about stuff. Her floor is carpeted red with yellow polka dots. Everything is brightly colored. She has purple LEDs as her only lighting, though, making it hard to really see any color other than purple.
Knock knock. "..I still can't believe our head of security works out of a goddamn janitor's closet." The person on the other side sighs.
The door SWINGS open as Ociela spins her gamer chair to face the door. "Hello... welcome to the jungle...." She smiles WIDE. "Alexa, intruder alert." Her Amazon Echo lights up. The LEDs turn red. "jump in the caac" begins playing as Ociela stands up and approaches the funny man.
A tall, muscular man wearing the skin of a wrath demon like a shawl walks in. His somewhat medium-sized horns (which curve back a bit) seem a bit like they're made of some kinda steel. He wears a plain fisherman cap (hiding short brown hair) and aviator glasses. Underneath the shawl, he wears a bomber jacket over a black tanktop. For pants, he wears just.. sorta ripped jeans. His boots seem kind of clunky, causing heavy footsteps when he walks. They seem to be some weird cross between SOMEHOW functional rocket boots and normal steel-toed ones. The tongue of the boot, underneath the straps that keep the damn things on, is a goofy looking dragon symbol. Wonder what that could mean!
Labrador sighs, pushing his glasses up to pinch the bridge of his nose. "You know what? I honest to god have to give it to you, Ociela. I still never expect your usual bullshit everytime I come around. ...Whatever, let's get to it." He reaches into his jacket and pulls out a coiled up rubber snake. It's like... Long enough to wrap around your arm AND use as a whip, but also like... It would probably hurt to get hit by? Just from how weirdly heavy it is? Like someone STUFFED it with PEBBLES. "One of the exploration boys brought this in from Domain 23, Dracus scooped it up because he thought he could make a grappling hook or something out of it, I don't know what he was thinking, you know how he is. When he couldn't do that, he gave it to ME because he realized that it actually produces some kind of venom and he thought I could use it for something, but, since I'm here obviously I can't." He holds it out to her. "You're a clown. It makes people hallucinate like everything's a funhouse mirror. I think you'll find something to use it for." The rubber fangs of the snake actually seem kind of sharp.
Ociela's eyes light up at the funny little thingymabobber! She takes it, looking over it. "I love this actually." She shoves it on her desk next to her computer. "I'm gonna use this during the next evil clown convention."
The snake instinctivly springs to life and wraps around the nearest wrappable object as if it were a magnet. Y'know. He stares at Ociela. "...What. The next what."
"The next evil clown convention, Labrador."
"When is that???... You leave your closet??? I thought you just gloomed in here on twitter all day instead of doing your job as security." Labrador looks at the fnaf esque camera system monitering the entirety of the catacombis facility, sighing. "Nevermind. Forget I said anything. I forgot about that."
"There's been no breaches in security since Memphi promoted me to head." Ociela smirks, "I'm simply winning."
"Right. Well...Enjoy your snake, I have go make sure Dracus didn't blow himself up while I was gone." He turns and leaves, shutting the door behind him.