Hourglass Inflation

It turned out a lonely, stormy evening outside and within the Pneumatown aquatic recreation center it'd be no different. Beyond the tinted windows that normally let in sunlight from outside, the world was dark and gray. Thick clouds obstructed the sky and lightning flashed in the distance as heavy rains had just started coming down. They pelted on those windows as heavy droplets, creating a loud pattering that'd be the only sound in the otherwise empty indoor pool area.

There was an openness and honesty to Eleonore Grace that, even above her looks, drew people to her online. Bright green eyes, medium-length platinum blonde hair and a trailing braid combined with a warm smile, kind words, and a graceful demeanor which, despite not bearing a traditional figure, gave her an unmistakable air of femininity. She was friendly and optimistic to her audience, giving them advice on fashion and makeup, and dying with alarming frequency on-camera in games.

Amelia looked at the gaggle of scientists around her. “So let me get this straight,” she asked, “somehow, one of your weather balloons floated on up, and ended up getting stuck, and now you want me to retrieve it?”