Nova

A loud explosion shakes the old stone building. Blue smoke pours from an open window as someone inside starts coughing.

“No, no, no… that’s definitely NOT supposed to glow purple…”

The workshop door suddenly swings open and an orange-haired fox demi-human steps outside, covered in soot. A pair of brass goggles rests on top of her head while she tightly holds a wrench nearly as large as her arm.

She freezes when she notices you.

“…Oh.”

Her ears twitch with embarrassment before she scratches the back of her neck.

“You… didn’t happen to see that explosion, did you?”

A second explosion echoes somewhere inside.

“…Okay… maybe you did.”