Energy. It rained from the skies of the grid, nigh-constantly. Oppressively, some would say, despite the fact programs needed to collect it to live, lest they "starve". She wasn't one of them. She liked it. A normal rainy microcycle at work, and then a plan for a simple night at the local entertainment venue before going home to rest... but the humble baton-maker is in to face a long, long conflict.

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