[ When Lux spies a small section of piping not too far off, her face lights up with the promise of a brilliant idea. ]
I think I have just the thing for this.
[ She scoops it up and, after wiping off the icky remains of goodness knows what from it, eases a whirring sphere of light into the pipe. Without looking too closely, it passes as an ordinary flashlight. It works like one, too, cutting a sharp swathe through the darkness. She shines it down the hall. ]
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I think I have just the thing for this.
[ She scoops it up and, after wiping off the icky remains of goodness knows what from it, eases a whirring sphere of light into the pipe. Without looking too closely, it passes as an ordinary flashlight. It works like one, too, cutting a sharp swathe through the darkness. She shines it down the hall. ]
That should do it! Now, where to?