[2/011][Shrinking]

[lolitatrap]

[Presea's first thought, on finding herself shrinking to a mere two feet, was not the clothes she was suddenly drowning in, or even the axe that was now rather painfully on top of her, but to check that the keycrest and exsphere remained. Frantically lifting her hands to her neck to check, she let out out a small but relieved sigh to find that

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[canniballistic]

It, uh, certainly seems to be the case, Miss... Are you okay? How are we supposed to get along like this?

[lolitatrap]

I'm short, but okay. Get along?

[canniballistic]

Well, we're going to have to eat, aren't we? And surely some things are out of reach, now! Scaling shelves could be dangerous! If this is how it is, I'd rather go back to having everyone read my mind!

[lolitatrap]

[Presea considers this, for a moment]

I could throw you.

[canniballistic]

[This is a horrified expression.]

What!? B-But that sounds even more dangerous!

[lolitatrap]

Is it?

[canniballistic]

W-Well, aah... How hard were you going to throw me? I don't really know what you're capable of, but don't you think doing something like that could be a little reckless?

[lolitatrap]

No. But... There might be a ladder around, instead.

[canniballistic]

Uh, then perhaps that's a better place to start, at the very least?

[lolitatrap]

But you can't buy one without been able to reach up.

[canniballistic]

Oh, that's right, isn't it? Well, uh, what if we built a ladder out of smaller objects? Or a few makeshift staircases?

[lolitatrap]

Okay.

[canniballistic]

Ah, so, that might be a slightly safer option, for now!

[lolitatrap]

Where should I look?

[canniballistic]

Uh? To build a staircase, you mean? Well, I suppose we could use books! Or boxes, if there are any of those around. Anything that'd be easier to move in this state than a whole ladder, really!