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2:02 AM
( To tear down those walls )
[Even now, the artificial day long ended, Homura stalks through the dome, seeming utterly out of place as a solitary, otherwise inconspicuous young teenage girl at the hour. Every now and then she'll duck into an unoccupied building or shop, weighing her options as she studies comparable pieces of metal that might have the necessary strength for her project. But she only looks long and hard when it seems like no one else is watching her, bot or inmate alike.]
[Even now, the artificial day long ended, Homura stalks through the dome, seeming utterly out of place as a solitary, otherwise inconspicuous young teenage girl at the hour. Every now and then she'll duck into an unoccupied building or shop, weighing her options as she studies comparable pieces of metal that might have the necessary strength for her project. But she only looks long and hard when it seems like no one else is watching her, bot or inmate alike.]