[The surge of electricity is, at least, enough to ignite the liquid. It flares up, flames a rather chemical red. The board catches immediately, pieces starting to melt, before there's a faint popping sound and the pitched groan of stressed metal.
Before the canister bursts, pressurized chemicals and the flammable aerosol pitch everything up into a nice, impressive firespout in the middle of the yard. The board, box and pieces land... somewhere in a neighbor's area.]
[ This might be the most gleeful she's looked since arriving here. There's delight in her eyes as she watches the flames shoot up and she has no qualms with whatever collateral damage has happened to the neighbors' yards. That's firmly their problem. ]
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Before the canister bursts, pressurized chemicals and the flammable aerosol pitch everything up into a nice, impressive firespout in the middle of the yard. The board, box and pieces land... somewhere in a neighbor's area.]
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We can do that again, right?
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[Yes.]
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[Except The Game. That's out of the question.]
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[ Because yes, there is a difference. ]
But fine.
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I'm sure we'll find something.
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As such, I would propose we both look.
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[ She motions for Aral to follow her. ] C'mon, let's go scavenge.
[ Because they'll find something somewhere, whether it's in the house or neighborhood. ]