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Everyone bustled about underground. People traded with each other and went about their jobs. Rugged houses were being fixed and built. Scientists were working hard on their research. A few Sunlighters were returning from the surface, some badly damaged. Doctors worked hard on restoring them, and all in all everyone was functioning normally... except for one.
A short girl with ginger hair ran among the crowd. Her glasses looked slightly crooked and her long shirt was only partially buttoned down to where it mattered. An unorganized, messy, and slightly bent pile of papers sat clutched in her hands. Behind her, a Gible and Flaaffy ran to keep up, the Gible being the slowest.
She was a scientist, making her way towards all the labs and equipment. They were located in a small place off to the side of Firefly, the town. It looked like a little village, though it was close enough to the town in order to be considered a part of it. Some lived there, while others chose to stay in their original homes.
"Agh! I'm gonna get chewed out again!" she stated to herself. This was the 6th time this week, almost everyday at this point. She worked nonstop to pass a roadblock her and her peers had come across during research, yet she had little faith she would be the one to overcome it. The problem had been there for years, so how could she solve it?
Along the way, she stopped. Heading to Firefly's little science village, one would come across the path to the surface Sunlighters used. Usually, it was sealed shut. Today, however, it was opened. Part of the group came back, while others still had the time to stay outside. The girl let out a small sigh. Part of her wanted to leave and become a Sunlighter, however scientists were still as vital as anyone else. Lost in her thoughts, she didn't even notice she was going to be later than she already was.
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Everyone bustled about underground. People traded with each other and went about their jobs. Rugged houses were being fixed and built. Scientists were working hard on their research. A few Sunlighters were returning from the surface, some badly damaged. Doctors worked hard on restoring them, and all in all everyone was functioning normally... except for one.
A short girl with ginger hair ran among the crowd. Her glasses looked slightly crooked and her long shirt was only partially buttoned down to where it mattered. An unorganized, messy, and slightly bent pile of papers sat clutched in her hands. Behind her, a Gible and Flaaffy ran to keep up, the Gible being the slowest.
She was a scientist, making her way towards all the labs and equipment. They were located in a small place off to the side of Firefly, the town. It looked like a little village, though it was close enough to the town in order to be considered a part of it. Some lived there, while others chose to stay in their original homes.
"Agh! I'm gonna get chewed out again!" she stated to herself. This was the 6th time this week, almost everyday at this point. She worked nonstop to pass a roadblock her and her peers had come across during research, yet she had little faith she would be the one to overcome it. The problem had been there for years, so how could she solve it?
Along the way, she stopped. Heading to Firefly's little science village, one would come across the path to the surface Sunlighters used. Usually, it was sealed shut. Today, however, it was opened. Part of the group came back, while others still had the time to stay outside. The girl let out a small sigh. Part of her wanted to leave and become a Sunlighter, however scientists were still as vital as anyone else. Lost in her thoughts, she didn't even notice she was going to be later than she already was.