Morgyn was generally brilliant in everything she attempted, no matter the situation she could find an outcome to suit her needs and the needs of others. Her current goal was to solve the pressing matters of World Hunger, and she felt that produce and advanced agriculture and biochemistry were needed to achieve this. She was spending the wee hours of the morning testing and modifying strawberries into producing high concentrations of juice so as to be more nutritious.
"Now, we add a bit of this, and 0.0001mL of that..." she announced to no one as she added chemicals to the plants. Feeling satisfied, Morgyn stopped to observe her own condition. Her hair was a frayed mess of curly dark brown and her white complexion almost glowed against the metallic machines nearby. She turned her attention back to the berries and thought about who to test them on.
"No one's around but me..." she thought. How right she was...
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