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Hel is outside with her sewing. She's rather glad that the jungle is gone. It blocked a lot of her view of the grounds and something about it just wasn't right. Not really. She's hard to miss, being roughly the same scale Optimus Prime is when he's at home, and her hair glistens in the light all the way from her head to where the braids coil on the ground.

((Xigbar))