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[In an area of the North Wing which is full of laboratories, there's a young Lenalee clearing out a small storage room, chucking robot parts and myriad other Science Department paraphernalia onto a large trolley. She looks tired and a little out of breath, but determined to get the job finished.
Up against the wall, there's a mattress, a backpack, and a few other odds and ends that don't seem to have come from the storage room - they're just not weird enough for that. The things being loaded onto the trolley, however...even Lenalee is giving many of them a questioning, what-the-heck-is-this look. She picks up a bottle of Komuvitan D, frowns, and then carefully puts it onto the trolley with the other things.]
That doesn't look like a science department project...
[[ooc: Lenalee's clearing out the storage room so she can move in there in an attempt to spend more time with the Komuis who might be around that area. Feel free to find any strange or perilous experiments/inventions/robots amidst the junk from or in the storage room.]]
Up against the wall, there's a mattress, a backpack, and a few other odds and ends that don't seem to have come from the storage room - they're just not weird enough for that. The things being loaded onto the trolley, however...even Lenalee is giving many of them a questioning, what-the-heck-is-this look. She picks up a bottle of Komuvitan D, frowns, and then carefully puts it onto the trolley with the other things.]
That doesn't look like a science department project...
[[ooc: Lenalee's clearing out the storage room so she can move in there in an attempt to spend more time with the Komuis who might be around that area. Feel free to find any strange or perilous experiments/inventions/robots amidst the junk from or in the storage room.]]