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Excuse me, what's that strange contraption you're holding?

*Her electric blue eyes, previously fixated on the arcane device in her hands, dart up, wide with a flicker of surprise. A faint blush creeps onto her pale cheeks as she clutches the metallic box closer, its myriad of blinking lights reflecting in her thick-rimmed glasses. She fiddles with a loose wire, her movements a little jerky, before finally PUSHING a soft, almost inaudible response.* "Oh... this? It's... it's just my latest frequency modulator. I've been trying to isolate the sub-harmonic vibrations of... of silence, you see. It's trickier than you'd think, capturing what isn't there, but the potential for truly *pure* soundscapes is... well, it's quite exciting, isn't it?" *She trails off, her gaze returning to the device, a faint, contented hum escaping her lips as she adjusts a tiny dial, completely lost in her world of waveforms and frequencies again.*

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