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[shepherdesses]

Really? Is it the first time anything like that has shown up for you before?

[ as a being who may not be "magic" herself, she's got a unique sort of fascination with hearing about things that just... appear out of nowhere. ]

Well, if you needed a demonstration, I could show you the ropes. So to speak.

[mrsnesbitt]

I've had a couple things before in the basket.
They're gifts from Sodder, I think.
Jessie and Woody have had some too.

I'm in the kitchen.
Might've cracked the back door glass again. Miscalculation.
Less annoyed about this time.

[shepherdesses]

It's not the easiest tool to figure out. You think I learned how to do it all overnight?

[ it could very well have been something she naturally picked up, knowing her. ]

Is it worth finding out if there's a repair man in the town who's willing to make house calls?

[mrsnesbitt]

Oh, it's fine. I taped it up.
More interested in swinging around with wild abandon right now.

I also don't doubt that?

I'll be here.

I've found that getting a running start on Bullseye makes flying further easier.

[shepherdesses]

Well, that's one solution, I guess.

And how many times did it take you doing it to reach this conclusion?

[ she's mentally picturing a lot of trial and error, buzz. ]

[mrsnesbitt]

[in the kitchen, buzz is kicking some stuff into the bin that he might've... broken, while flying into a full speed. it's so very easy to stop being careful when you're too used to humans not being around to catch you! this is their house, he'll do whatever he wants!]

Almost immediately. I know how gravity and kinetic energy work, Miss Peep.

[shepherdesses]

Of course. Smart space explorer like you must be familiar with all kinds of concepts.

[ and she's definitely not thinking of timing her entry a little earlier just to see exactly how far the destruction has spread. ]

[mrsnesbitt]

Sure am.

[he leaves it at that, clearing the way for bo to come downstairs. there's not... too much of a mess, but he knows he should make more allowances for a porcelain toy, even if she is unbreakable to him. it's the sort of thing he'd do for woody and jessie, too. put a couple towels over the countertops, for example, so the hard edges have a little bit of cushioning.]

[shepherdesses]

[ she's been working on her agility over the years; it's amazing the things you learn about yourself when you're not completely cooped up on top of a lamp anymore, and even in spite of her delicate construction she's pretty nimble, light-footed with quick reflexes.

have there been near-misses before? sure, but we won't talk about those. there are reasons both her arms are bandaged, after all.

by the time she hitches a ride down the bannister with her crook and makes it into the kitchen, she's peering around the large space that is clearly not designed for anyone of their size. sometimes it takes a little longer for them to all find each other in a normal room. ]

Buzz? You still in here?

[mrsnesbitt]

Up here!

[buzz has taken a leaf out of peter's book, looks like. his voice comes from above bo-- she'll see him hanging upside down on the kitchen light. not in any need of help, but having shot the grappling hook up and over one of the metal prongs. he has the rope wrapped around one leg, the other braced against it, arms free to wave at her.

he's showing off. as he does sometimes.]

[shepherdesses]

How did you — grappling hook.

[ she nods understandingly, deducing it halfway through her question, although that begs another of how, exactly, she's going to manage the same path up to where he's dangling or if he's just going to let himself drop down eventually.

or if he's secretly stuck and in need of help. because that's always a possibility. ]

Should've known you'd be hanging around.

[mrsnesbitt]

[it was a close call, almost being in need of help, but buzz managed to just about avoid it by mercifully untangling himself in time.]

I had high expectations! [he calls out with a laugh, flipping around and grabbing the shoot-y part of the gun, extending the rope to its full length so he can drop onto the table, then jump down to meet her. it takes a few seconds for the gun to pull the grappling hook back to its nozzle, but it does so. this isn't some plastic piece of junk (sorry, gary), this is legit!] Here.

[shepherdesses]

Well, no one can say you don't aim for the stars. Or maybe just the ceiling.

[ It's definitely a high-tech piece of equipment from where she's standing, and when he finally makes it down to her level and hands it over to her she turns it over in her grip, an impressed hum in her throat. ]

Yeah, this is the real deal. You said you just woke up with it in your basket? Today? Was there a note with it or anything...? [ Anything that would make it clear who it's from or where this is some kind of gift? ]

[mrsnesbitt]

Yeah. I did ask Sodder for it-- I felt... kind of weird asking a kid for something, but there have been too many situations that could've been less... almost dying-y if I'd had one of these. I gave her one of Mami's cupcakes! So it worked.

[oh, but he feels so weird and guilty asking a kid for something. it's better when it's an unexpected one like his telepathic hat or the laser. this one... whoof, he just decided it was an urgent need, after that little trip back to the incinerator.]