[A theoretical concept in physics, but she reminds herself that the laws of physics were shot out of a cannon long ago.
........]
I'm not sure if we had... TV out there. [Television, she remembers. An ancient form of communication before the advent of the digital age.] But if it's exaggerated then...
[She tests out something on her own. She slides a hand down one of her empty holsters, trying to bring out a weapon--
She pulls out a baseball from it, which she tosses away.]
No.
[She dives again, and pulls out a rubber chicken.]
No.
[Her following attempt brings out an annoyed roaring lion out of her holster.]
No!
[She stuffs it back. But one claw turns gigantic on a single swing. Daisy blinks. She then feels shorter in height as her pink pieces calmly fall in serene thuds similar to sushi made from a gigantic blond girl.
Her eyes in the upper part of her head that got untouched make a frown. Her mouth speaks someplace beneath the rolls.]
It's luck of the draw, then?
[Someplace near them, someone is sitting on a set of drums to play a familiar tune.]
no subject
Was that a... slipspace pocket?
[A theoretical concept in physics, but she reminds herself that the laws of physics were shot out of a cannon long ago.
........]
I'm not sure if we had... TV out there. [Television, she remembers. An ancient form of communication before the advent of the digital age.] But if it's exaggerated then...
[She tests out something on her own. She slides a hand down one of her empty holsters, trying to bring out a weapon--
She pulls out a baseball from it, which she tosses away.]
No.
[She dives again, and pulls out a rubber chicken.]
No.
[Her following attempt brings out an annoyed roaring lion out of her holster.]
No!
[She stuffs it back. But one claw turns gigantic on a single swing. Daisy blinks. She then feels shorter in height as her pink pieces calmly fall in serene thuds similar to sushi made from a gigantic blond girl.
Her eyes in the upper part of her head that got untouched make a frown. Her mouth speaks someplace beneath the rolls.]
It's luck of the draw, then?
[Someplace near them, someone is sitting on a set of drums to play a familiar tune.]