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  • [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=none; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width:400px; text-transform: lowercase;][justify][color=white][size=8]Her goggles (which doubled for science and her glasses) were strapped to her head above her eyes. It was difficult to see without them, in fact. There were multiple occasions where she fell down the stairs when trying to get her glasses. She wasn't clumsy. Just really really blind. But luckily, the vice-leader got new lenses for her babies (at least, before she swore she'd never have kids these were her babies). And now, they were back in business.


    The demigirl currently sat on the border, looking out to the horizon with a happy and giddy look. There were times where she wasn't happy like this, times where the lynx was so stressed she couldn't even think - that's what you got for putting so much stress on yourself. This was her fault, wasn't it?