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[finewithhalf]

If you're looking for me, I'm out. Drop me a message, and I'll get back to you when I feel like it.

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[finewithhalf]

[She presses against him, reaching up as if she might grow a foot if she stretches hard enough.]

Not as good as messing around with -- wait did you say "once"?

[That's it? It's too early to win! She's barely even started!]

[catchacold]

Safer than having you try to wrestle me for it.

[He has put the gun down to the lowest - warmest - setting, which does make it a lot less dangerous, but that still doesn't change that when he hands it over to her, he never actually lets go of it himself, instead just showing her where to put her hands.]

Careful, princess. It's heavy.

[finewithhalf]

[Whether or not his hands are on it, her eyes light up.]

So it's a gun but there's no bullets, right? What happens if you shoot a person with this?

[She'd have a reasonable idea, if she ever stayed awake in Science for more than three minutes at a time.]

[catchacold]

Depends on the setting and where I hit them. They freeze. Instantly. I can control it pretty well.

[In her defence, Science usually doesn't include holding a gun out of a comic book.]

The trigger's sensitive. Pull it lightly or you'll cause more damage than you want.

[The gun's been fine-tuned by him to only really be usable when you know it as well as he does, but for one shot, he can help her out.]