"Yesterday's nocturne is something," said one of the second gen usalian, fiddling with the work-in-progress schematic of the kingdom's defensive infrastructure. "Now that I remember it, I didn't see you there at all, Tesla."
Huddled amongst numerous apparatus in a spacious lab-like environment beneath the surface of the kingdom, there was Vainya and seven second-gen usalians working on their appropriate project.
In one of the corners, Tesla could be seen working in the same large platform with one of her research mates. They were working on a different thing, but they were using the same topic and data that resided within the psycast-devices in that area.
"I'm, uhm, uhhhh." Tesla's fingers opened, eyes sprawling about to grasp for words that she could use for her answer. "Well, I got some homework that I'm currently working on, and Anti-Air Power Missile got me some of the grubs so I don't really need to exit this place."
"Wait, we have homework?"
